Author: Mo Fanshuang

"Where will go next?" Han Mingyuan asked.

Chang Ning said: "I have to talk about a few customers."

Han Mingyuan reminded: "The pounds of a single dish provided to these two restaurants every day have reached 80 kilograms. The vegetables grown at home should only be enough for six or seven days, and it will take at least half a month to replant them.

, I can’t send it to the customer.”

Because of the special nature of Changning seeds in the tomato field, a yield of nearly 600 kilograms can be harvested by 100 square meters, but it can only be satisfied with delivering it to two restaurants for seven days. What should I do after seven days?

Tomatoes, cowpeas, and cucumbers do not ripen like cabbages in ten days.

Chang Ning grinned. She didn't expect Han Mingyuan to help her settle the score. She thought he was as easy to fool like Gou Fugui, so he could do whatever he asked him to do. She only knew how to bury his head and put on coolies.

Chang Ning leaned close to Han Mingyuan and whispered: "My seeds are different from others. As long as the roots are not dug out, they will continue to grow. New vegetables have grown from the ones picked in front, so don't worry,

Keep it confidential~~~”

Chang Ning put his index finger on his lips, and his pretty look made Han Mingyuan feel excited. After a while, he realized what Chang Ning said.

As long as you don't dig out the roots

Doesn’t that mean that this dish can last for a year?

Is this possible?

Han Mingyuan had discovered earlier that Chang Ning was not Ye Qingli, but even though he was curious about her true identity, he never asked.

Now this curiosity has rekindled, making Han Mingyuan feel like he is scratching his heart.

But Chang Ning didn't want to say it, and he didn't want to force her.

"Don't you want to buy that? Do you want to act separately and meet in the car shop later?"

Chang Ning knew that Han Mingyuan had something else to do on this trip, so it might not be convenient for him to take him with him, so he thoughtfully brought it up.

But Han Mingyuan refused, "Let's go to the black market together."

He was worried that Chang Ning would go to business alone.

"You want to take me with you?"

Chang Ning was a little surprised, but Han Mingyuan answered for granted, "I won't hide anything from you."

It is certainly worth touching that the villain is willing to treat him honestly, but Chang Ning still couldn't help but complain in his heart. As expected, he is still the simple love brain!

A little bit of a person is not a bit of a mind.

I don't want such a good opportunity to secretly operate.

Chang Ning was a little curious. Could Han Mingyuan really let go of the past and really not contact his old subordinates?

"Okay, then go to the black market first!"

She also wanted to see what kind of market the black market in this novel is.

Han Mingyuan took Chang Ning around the streets and alleys in Liangcheng, which seemed like two ordinary people wandering around, but the two of them were getting farther and farther away, gradually entering a dilapidated neighborhood with no pedestrians.

Liangcheng's prosperity has surpassed many surrounding cities under the current ruler's rule, but Chang Ning did not expect that such a broken street still exists in the South City.

The tiles were broken all over the ground, weeds were overgrown on the ground, and the doors were broken, and the wind blew, creaking.

The lanterns hanging at the door only have a bamboo basket outline, which staggers the street's particularly desolateness.

"This is certainly not a ghost movie scene?" Chang Ning murmured in a low voice.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing." Chang Ning was a little confused. "I heard that this prefect is a good official who benefits the people. This block is so dilapidated that he won't take action to manage it?"

Han Mingyuan said: "It's not that he doesn't want to care, but that he can't control it."

"Even the prefect can't control it?"

Han Mingyuan explained: "The houses on this street are all owners. If the owner has problems, he likes to be dilapidated and asks him to repair them. He said he has no money. He asked him to sell them, but he refused, so he just said

Can let these houses be left deserted."

Chang Ning sighed: "It turns out that I'm sick!"

If you don’t use the houses that occupy a street to do something to make money, is it because you have no brains or you’re burning too much money?

"arrive."

Han Mingyuan stopped in front of a door with mottled walls and spider webs everywhere. Chang Ning looked up along the door courtyard. There was a spliced ​​wooden board hanging above the lintel. Two big characters were randomly depicted with ink carbon on the wooden board - Black Market

!

Chang Ning: "."

The black market is not a market, but a house called "black market"?

Chang Ning was speechless, "This master is probably very ill!"

"It's really not easy." Han Mingyuan chuckled, "Speaking of it, you should recognize him too."

"I recognize it? Who?"

There seems to be no such strange talent in Ye Qingli's memory.

"The Monk, no hatred."

Han Mingyuan opened his lips and teeth lightly and slowly spit out four words.

He was not sure that Chang Ning knew how much Ye Qingli had, so he also wanted to use Wuhen's name to test Chang Ning.

Chang Ning's face flashed with surprise when he heard this, and then he suddenly said, "It turned out to be him!"

"You recognize him?"

Chang Ning didn't hear the surprise in Han Mingyuan's words and replied calmly: "Of course I recognize it."

Wuhen was originally a disciple of Wuchen, the presidency of Xingguo Temple. It is rumored that Wuchen was a Taoist monk and had the ability to prophecy and could see through the secrets of heaven. Therefore, there were many believers in Chenguo.

Eighteen years ago, the previous Chen Emperor fasted for 7749 days, and sincerely prayed to Master Wuchen to divine the future rise and fall of the royal family in the Chen Kingdom to gain a glimpse of the destiny.

Wuchen was inspired by Emperor Chen’s sincerity, so he dug this hexagram for the Chen Kingdom three days after chanting the scriptures.

And this hanging is a crucial hexagram that influences the whole book.

"The phoenix star comes to the world, and the destiny belongs to heaven."

Wu Chen predicted that Ye Qingli had the luck of a phoenix. If she could marry into the royal family, she could maintain the prosperity of the royal family and be safe for a hundred years.

As soon as this prediction came out, the whole country was shocked, and the Ye family's value rose instantly. The people who came to visit almost broke the threshold, all to take a look at the so-called "phoenix star".

However, a baby who was ignorant and unintelligent in an instant became a more noble existence than the royal princess.

The Emperor Chen immediately issued an order to grant Ye Qingli the future Empress.

No matter who ascends the throne to the emperor in the future, the candidate for the queen can only be Ye Qingli. There are also rumors that "those who win Ye Qingli will win the world", and the Ye family is in the limelight for a while.

In fact, in Chang Ning's opinion, this respect did not bring any benefits to the original owner.

In order to match the identity of the future queen, Ye Qingli received strict court etiquette, behavior, manners, makeup and even physical appearance since childhood. She must agree with the highest standards of the mother's etiquette in the world. The suffering and grievances she suffered over the years can be imagined

Know.

If things continue to develop normally, it will inevitably be that Ye Qingli and Hailang will hold a ceremony of enthronement. However, the reality is that Ye Qinran, the concubine of the Ye family, suddenly became seriously ill, and then the soul of the 21st century traveled through time.
Chapter completed!