MTL - I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs-Chapter 18 wild growing seeds

  Chapter 18 The Seeds of Savage Growth

  Because of being too tired the day before, Baicaoshi got up a little later than usual.

  Bai Li has already prepared breakfast, boiled indica rice porridge, steamed some yams, and learned herbal poems in a decent manner, and made some vinegar pickled ginger.

   "Mother, you guys eat first, I'll go out for a while." Seeing the drizzle outside, Baicaoshi's brows and eyes became brighter.

   "What's so important, let's talk about it after dinner." Mrs. Baili set aside the bowls and chopsticks.

  Baicaoshi didn't listen, and braved the rain, he took out all the clay pots and jars that Zhe Yu bought yesterday, and quickly cleaned them at the water tank in the yard.

  The drizzle on her head disappeared, and she saw Zhe Yu holding an oiled paper umbrella and looking at her.

  A small umbrella covers two people.

  The picture was too beautiful to bear to look at, but Baicaoshi spoke, breaking the tranquility. "My little ancestor, why did you come out, aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

  Zhe Yu touched the bridge of his tall nose, "It's not your ancestor."

  Pfft, if this aloof person suddenly appeared, it would be cute. Baicaoshi couldn't help laughing, "Go back to the house, I'll be fine soon."

  She lined up the pots and jars.

   "Are you collecting rainwater?" Zoruha asked.

  The drizzle stained the girl's eyes, making her look even more misty, "Save some rainwater, and I will make you chrysanthemum and wolfberry health tea when the time comes. There is no root water."

  Zhe Yu suddenly remembered that in the days when he was pampered and pampered, there were servants who collected snow water and dew for him, just for the tip of his tongue to "cook fresh snow in time". And in this simple farmyard, someone was doing such elegant things for him.

   "Drinking tea is not as important as eating." He said with a straight face.

  Baicaoshi didn't enter the house, and ran towards the vegetable bed next to it. The plantain seeds sown yesterday had already sprouted a little green in the new rain. "Oh my god, this exuberant vitality is too barbaric! It really deserves to be a weed! Hehehe."

  Zhe Yu frowned, he didn't remember that Baicaoshi bought the seeds yesterday, and the speed at which the seeds grew, fairy seeds? However, why does Baicaoshi plant weeds?

  The sleeve was pulled, and Baicaoshi blinked at him, "Let's eat."

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  The rice porridge was divided into four bowls, Bai Li said while drinking, "Today's porridge is very thick in rice oil, rich in rice fragrance, and soft and glutinous. It is really excellent."

  The price is also quite good. Farmers are naturally sensitive to ingredients, but Baicaoshi does not plan to say so.

   "Mother, use other rice for porridge and rice next time. I have other uses for this indica rice." Baicaoshi handed half a stick of iron yam to Zhe Yu, who seemed not used to it.

  Zhe Yu hesitated for a moment, then heard Baicao's poem say, "Don't be picky."

   "Compendium of Materia Medica" has said that yam nourishes the kidney qi, invigorates the spleen and stomach, and nourishes the five internal organs at once, but it is an excellent medicine and food from the same source. Baicaoshi dare not say more now, for fear that it will be exposed.

  Tsundere Zheyu gave Baicaoshi a supercilious look.

  Bai Xiaoshu saw her sister's prestige yesterday, the kind that turns decay into magic, and couldn't help but ask, "Sister, what are you going to do?"

   "For those who make red yeast rice and red yeast wine, you will have a good time." She said, sinking into the porridge.

  Zhe Yu lowered his eyes, and he didn't resist the yam anymore. He thought of red yeast rice wine in Dayan, only rich and noble people drank it. And in Yanjing, a jar of red yeast rice wine in the "No. 1 Building in the World" was once sold to a nobleman for a thousand taels of silver, just because the nobleman heard that the oiran girl with red sleeves and fragrant flowers liked it.

  Hehe, such a precious wine can only be made according to the poems of Baicao.

  I thought it was a little country girl who married a fake, but who would have thought that she would be an invisible rich girl?

   "By the way, mother, who in the village is better at female celebrities, I plan to make some clothes from the cloth I bought yesterday."

   After Baicao finished speaking, Baili looked at her in disbelief. It made her a little hairy.

   "Cao'er, no one in this village can compare to you in terms of female celebrities. If you are busy, mother can do it."

  Baicaoshi looked at her hands. These hands are really amazing, but she quickly found an excuse, "Mother, my hands are not good. Also, don't do it yourself, it will tire your eyes."

  Bai Li, who is not yet forty years old, why does he feel like he has entered old age early? However, she automatically made up her mind that her daughter couldn't bear to work **** her own.

   "The third girl of the Yang family, female celebrity is also very good. Her family also raises silkworms!"

  Wait, Baicao poetry is fun, and silkworms must be planted with mulberry trees. Mulberry trees are full of treasures, spring mulberry branches, summer mulberries, frost mulberry leaves...they are all points!

  (end of this chapter)