Chapter 112: Daughter’s “Masterpiece

Cheng Er replied on the same day, and he also agreed to let Cheng Jinmiao take over the task. As a father, he will definitely try his best to help.

  If he didn't have For a more important task, he had already gone to the general's mansion, snatched away the peanuts and cotton, and planted them himself.

  Fortunately, Shen Zhiyuan left him dozens of peanut seeds and cotton seeds, and a newly copied planting manual, which he planned to study. After a few days,

  Cheng Jinmiao packed three boxes of luggage. Three days later, the spring cold was over and the capital was getting warmer.

  He took a carriage with his six followers and arrived at his aunt Cheng Yurong's second village in an hour. Only five miles away from Zhuangzi where Cheng Er was,

  the seeds weighing several hundred kilograms were also taken to the second Zhuangzi.

  Cheng Er rushed to the second Zhuangzi to meet his beloved second son. Because of his appearance and hobbies, His personality and temperament are all the same as his old father.

  He has great expectations for his second son. He has hoped since childhood that his son can inherit his legacy and become a pillar of talent that benefits the people.

  "Dad, you have been waiting for a long time." Cheng Jinmiao jumped off the carriage and rushed to Cheng Er to hug him.

  "It's okay. Just get to Zhuangzi safely. Come in and rest." Cheng Er patted Cheng Jinmiao on the back and pulled him into the gate while looking at the three carriages. He was led into the back door of Zhuangzi.

  "Dad, I'm a little nervous. If I plant some ordinary seeds, I can still guarantee it, but this time it's new seeds, and I'm a little scared."

  Cheng Jinmiao has been growing various plants since he was a child. Plants that were almost dying of disease can come back to life in his hands.

  Cheng Er patted Cheng Jinmiao on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry, dad will help you. My village is very close to you, so don't worry about whether it will be planted." It's such a new species, it's better to send more people to guard the fields."

  "Well, I listen to my father."

  The two fathers and sons went to the restaurant for lunch, and they started studying peanut seeds and cotton seeds in the afternoon.

  ...

  The capital is getting warmer. On this day, Shen Zhiqing returned to the General's Mansion from other places.

  After learning that there were hundreds of kilograms of seeds of new species in the warehouse, he hugged Ruan Ruan and kissed him a few times.

  In the afternoon, the third housekeeper of Zhuangzi came to Beijing. General's Mansion.

  "Madam, hundreds of thousands of fruit saplings appeared out of thin air in Zhuangzi."

  "What did you say?" Cheng Yurong stood up from the chair in shock and looked at Butler Yu's serious face.

  The next second, she knew. It was my daughter's "masterpiece".

  Why didn't she reveal it in advance?

  She was surprised and frightened.

  "What fruit trees are there?" She calmed down and took a sip of tea to calm down

  . He sat down, took a few sips of the fragrant Biluochun, and then slowly said:

  "They are all fruit trees suitable for planting in the north. I recognize a few, including apples, grapes, peaches, persimmons, and pomegranates. There are about fifteen kinds of fruit trees."

  " The old slave brought some fruit trees over for Madam to take a look at so that Madam can arrange them."

  Butler Yu was very calm. Since last summer, millions of kilograms of grain, medicinal materials and cloth would appear inexplicably in Zhuangzi. He has long been used to it.

  Although Zhuangzi is in charge and considered his territory, he himself belongs to his wife. As a servant,   he

  has to pretend to be deaf and blind and obey his wife's arrangements in everything.

Only with this job can I have the comfortable life now.

  Butler Yu clapped his hands, and his son, who was in his twenties, immediately walked out and moved a dozen fruit trees into the hall with two men dressed as farmers.

  Cheng Yurong stood up and walked to the fruit trees to observe. She only recognized a few fruit trees that she knew, but she didn't recognize the others at all.

  "Mr. Yu, when you checked those fruit trees, did you find any pamphlets?" Cheng Yurong suddenly remembered this incident.

  Butler Yu immediately took out a dozen pamphlets from his arms and replied: "Yes, I only know some words. I thought these pamphlets were useful, so I brought them."

  "Old Yu, you have done a good job, Fruit Tree Have you also recorded the data?" Cheng Yurong sat back down.     "It's recorded. Madam, please take a look." Butler Yu handed over more than a dozen pamphlets, as well as one in which he recorded the data of fruit trees.

  Cheng Yurong picked up the brochures and glanced at them one by one. In addition to common fruit trees such as apples and peaches, there were also strawberries, lemons, watermelons, cantaloupe and croissant.

  "Stay for a light meal tonight, and you can go back tomorrow. My wife will arrange fruit trees as soon as possible."

  "Old slave, please follow my wife's instructions."

  ...

  Cheng Yurong went to Lianhua Lake to find his daughter who was still feeding the koi fish food. Picked her up.

  "You kid, you are getting more and more courageous, and you are about to fall into the lake, did you know?"

  "Mother~Mother~" Ruan Ruan had a large handful of fish food in his hand and all fell into the lake, and was picked up by a group of people. Hundreds of koi fish rushed up and ate them all.

  She bleated pitifully and held her mouth shut.

  "Hundreds of thousands of fruit saplings have appeared in Zhuangzi where disaster relief materials are being distributed. My dear, your ancestors are really naughty. They sent so many at once. We don't have so many hills to plant fruit trees."

  Cheng Yurong was worried that the fruit trees would wither and die. I am worried that there is no place to plant fruit trees.

  "Mother, our family will plant seeds for grandpa, Aunt Tan, Mr. Li, and the children of the Shen family. The rest will be given to some common people."

  Ruan Ruan nodded with his fingers.

  She felt that the number of fruit trees was not enough.

  "Oh, my daughter is still smart. Mother loves you so much." Cheng Yurong hugged Ruan Ruan and kissed her little face several times.

  "Hehehe..." Ruan Ruan giggled, she must be the smartest, she is an angel baby.

  ... Shen Hong rushed back specially

  in the evening

  . In addition to having dinner with his family, there was also Butler Yu and his son.

  After hearing clearly about the fruit saplings appearing in Zhuangzi, Shen Hong and his five sons looked at Ruan Ruan speechlessly.

  Why doesn't her inner voice rarely come out recently?

  I didn't tell them in advance, which made them very passive and embarrassed now.

  Especially how to arrange the fruit trees, they have no specific plan.

  But she didn't see the resentful looks in her family's eyes, and was only busy eating pork knuckles and chicken feet.

  The sky is big and the earth is big, and eating is the biggest thing.

  In this world, only family and delicious food cannot be let down.

  After dinner, Shen Hong's family chatted with Butler Yu for half an hour. Tomorrow, Shen Zhiqing will follow Butler Yu to the Third Village to plant the fruit trees as soon as possible.

  After Ruan Ruan heard about their plan while eating the fruit, he thought to himself:

  [I also bought a lot of southern fruit trees. The second brother is expected to go to the south with mustard seeds in a few days to promote the fruit trees. These fruit trees are carefully crafted. It has been cultivated, has high yield, is resistant to drought and cold, and is resistant to diseases.

  Especially third-generation sugar cane has a very high sugar yield rate, which is enough to make southerners rich. ]

  The Shen Hong family was both surprised and nervous. Going to the south to promote fruit trees was not an easy task.

  The south is not the Shen family's territory. Before Shen Zhiqing goes to the south, he must first visit the local snakes.

  Shen Zhiyuan wrote several letters to Mr. Cheng, Mrs. Tan, Mr. Li and the children of the Shen family in Beijing.

  That night, everyone who received the letter did not sleep well.