Chapter 469： Desperate
Chapter 469 Desperate
Although we only harvested more than a thousand catties this year, due to the drought, it is obviously not bad to be able to harvest so much.
Yang Lan'er sneered and said, "I'm full, is it useful to lie to you?"
"It's really edible? Then when Butler Wang comes back from squeezing the oil, let Mrs. Xu use this oil to make some special dishes for us to try." Su Yongyuan wanted to be the first to eat crabs.
Yang Lan'er nodded: "You can have this, and fried meat dishes with this oil are especially delicious."
"Sister-in-law, would you use this oil in restaurants?" Su Yongyuan asked.
"How much is there? I can't even eat enough for myself."
There will be more harvest next year, and it may be promoted in restaurants.
Just like the wine made this year, it is now being promoted and sold in restaurants. A small pot of wine can be sold at a high price of five taels of silver, and the supply is still in short supply.
The next day, Steward Wang came back from squeezing the oil. He only brought back a few dozen catties, and put the rest in the Sanjin mansion in the county seat.
At the same time, Steward Wang also brought back a piece of news, that is, a message from her natal family, and in a few days, the new house will be erected on the second day of the twelfth lunar month.
My parents went back to Lishu Village and worked hard to build and put the brick kiln into use. It is really not easy to earn money to build a house. Every copper is hard-earned money.
On the last day of November, Yang Lan'er took her family back to the county seat, entered the city gate, looked at the bustling streets, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
"Ma'am, time flies this year, and Chinese New Year will soon be here again." Xiao Ruo sighed as she watched the people coming and going on the street.
"Yes, the sun and the moon are flying fast, and the Chinese New Year is coming soon."
Yang Lan'er lowered the car curtain, unconsciously thinking of the man at the border, is he safe at this time? It has been two or three months since she went to the border, but she still hasn't received a letter from home.
The beacon fire lasted for three months, and the family letter was worth ten thousand gold.
She really hated the communication in ancient times, it was too backward, and if she wanted to communicate, she had to send someone to deliver the letter, and it took almost two months to come and go.
You can also hand over the letter to the Escort, but the safety of the letter is not guaranteed, and it will take longer on the road, and sometimes it may take half a year to receive it.
If it's urgent, Yang Lan'er thinks that the day lily will be cold.
At this time, a certain man who was being naughty by his little wife has been very annoyed these days, being entangled by women.
In the end, I had no choice but to hear that an enemy sneaked in and ransacked some remote mountain villages.
Tan Anjun led a team of one hundred people and set off with a letter in the name of clearing up the enemy.
"General, this is the letter An Jun left for you." General Zuo handed over the letter.
"Oh, what's the matter that you can't say in person, and you still have to do this." General Qin opened the letter in surprise, and browsed through it.
Looking up at General Zuo, he asked again: "This handsome boy, what is his intention? He left the camp without a notification?"
General Zuo pinched his nose. How could he say such a thing? It’s impossible to say that your daughter forced people away, right?
After thinking about it for a while, he felt that he was a bit sorry for not letting General Qin know, but how to explain it to the general made him a bit embarrassed as a rough man.
General Qin saw that this kid was hesitating to speak, and immediately felt unhappy, and cursed: "Speak quickly if you have something to say, and let go of farts if you have something to say, is it difficult to speak out after dawdling here?"
General Zuo's heart trembled, his eyes rolled, and he said with a chuckle: "General, you don't know, this kid must be thinking about his wife, and he is so itchy that he can't stay in the camp, it's better to let him go out to vent. Extra energy."
(end of this chapter)
Although we only harvested more than a thousand catties this year, due to the drought, it is obviously not bad to be able to harvest so much.
Yang Lan'er sneered and said, "I'm full, is it useful to lie to you?"
"It's really edible? Then when Butler Wang comes back from squeezing the oil, let Mrs. Xu use this oil to make some special dishes for us to try." Su Yongyuan wanted to be the first to eat crabs.
Yang Lan'er nodded: "You can have this, and fried meat dishes with this oil are especially delicious."
"Sister-in-law, would you use this oil in restaurants?" Su Yongyuan asked.
"How much is there? I can't even eat enough for myself."
There will be more harvest next year, and it may be promoted in restaurants.
Just like the wine made this year, it is now being promoted and sold in restaurants. A small pot of wine can be sold at a high price of five taels of silver, and the supply is still in short supply.
The next day, Steward Wang came back from squeezing the oil. He only brought back a few dozen catties, and put the rest in the Sanjin mansion in the county seat.
At the same time, Steward Wang also brought back a piece of news, that is, a message from her natal family, and in a few days, the new house will be erected on the second day of the twelfth lunar month.
My parents went back to Lishu Village and worked hard to build and put the brick kiln into use. It is really not easy to earn money to build a house. Every copper is hard-earned money.
On the last day of November, Yang Lan'er took her family back to the county seat, entered the city gate, looked at the bustling streets, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
"Ma'am, time flies this year, and Chinese New Year will soon be here again." Xiao Ruo sighed as she watched the people coming and going on the street.
"Yes, the sun and the moon are flying fast, and the Chinese New Year is coming soon."
Yang Lan'er lowered the car curtain, unconsciously thinking of the man at the border, is he safe at this time? It has been two or three months since she went to the border, but she still hasn't received a letter from home.
The beacon fire lasted for three months, and the family letter was worth ten thousand gold.
She really hated the communication in ancient times, it was too backward, and if she wanted to communicate, she had to send someone to deliver the letter, and it took almost two months to come and go.
You can also hand over the letter to the Escort, but the safety of the letter is not guaranteed, and it will take longer on the road, and sometimes it may take half a year to receive it.
If it's urgent, Yang Lan'er thinks that the day lily will be cold.
At this time, a certain man who was being naughty by his little wife has been very annoyed these days, being entangled by women.
In the end, I had no choice but to hear that an enemy sneaked in and ransacked some remote mountain villages.
Tan Anjun led a team of one hundred people and set off with a letter in the name of clearing up the enemy.
"General, this is the letter An Jun left for you." General Zuo handed over the letter.
"Oh, what's the matter that you can't say in person, and you still have to do this." General Qin opened the letter in surprise, and browsed through it.
Looking up at General Zuo, he asked again: "This handsome boy, what is his intention? He left the camp without a notification?"
General Zuo pinched his nose. How could he say such a thing? It’s impossible to say that your daughter forced people away, right?
After thinking about it for a while, he felt that he was a bit sorry for not letting General Qin know, but how to explain it to the general made him a bit embarrassed as a rough man.
General Qin saw that this kid was hesitating to speak, and immediately felt unhappy, and cursed: "Speak quickly if you have something to say, and let go of farts if you have something to say, is it difficult to speak out after dawdling here?"
General Zuo's heart trembled, his eyes rolled, and he said with a chuckle: "General, you don't know, this kid must be thinking about his wife, and he is so itchy that he can't stay in the camp, it's better to let him go out to vent. Extra energy."
(end of this chapter)
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