"What, over six hundred thousand, that much money?" Old Lady Feng was initially a bit unhappy when she found out she had a baby granddaughter, but as soon as she heard that her son and daughter-in-law made so much money last year, she imdiately broke into a big smile.
"Mom, it was all thanks to your daughter-in-law’s brilliant ideas," Feng Xing quickly chid in with praise for his wife.
Feng Xing and Zhuo Feng didn’t expect that their initially small agricultural specialty store would have such good returns.
Xiao Xian stayed silent on the side, the supposed six hundred thousand included the profits from the items she consigned to the agricultural specialty store. Sea Buckthorn Fruit and Congrong are rare items; although not many in number, the buyers are very consistent. But Zhuo Feng and her husband’s own efforts shouldn’t be underestimated either.
Nationally, the "Green Sweet Potato" series including Yanqing Farm’s sweet potatoes and sweet potato flour are quite well-known.
In the second half of last year and the first half of this year, Feng Xing was busy accompanying Zhuo Feng for childbirth, neglecting farm work sowhat. Fortunately, Mao Dazhu helped arrange things, and now that Zhuo Feng has given birth, the couple is planning to purchase land around Yanqing Farm as soon as the child is a month old, and then, led by the Agricultural Science Academy, continue to deepen the concept of environntally friendly farming.
"Honey, I can’t believe we’ve co this far, thank you for always being there for ; if it wasn’t for you letting ss around back then, we wouldn’t..." Zhuo Feng, who didn’t shed a single tear in the delivery bed, looked at Feng Xing with red eyes as he held their daughter, and again at the room full of people, couldn’t help but tear up.
"Well, they say when a couple’s hearts are united, they can break gold; the young couple worked hard and got rich, girls are great, boys are great too, they’re still young, in a few years they can have ten or eight more," Mao Dazhu shouted, Zhuo Feng spat, "Mr. Mao, what are you saying, I’m not a laying hen."
As soon as she finished speaking, everyone in the room burst into laughter. The little girl, having never seen so many people, cried and fussed, making the delivery room even more lively.
Xiao Xian walked out of the delivery room alone, feeling a strange sensation she never had before, as if her position had been replaced by the little niece’s arrival.
"Don’t be so petty, your aunt’s been held up for quite a while for you," Xiao Xian smiled bitterly, she was just an outsider who occupied the happiness ant for "Zhu Xiaoxian."
"Hey, where do you think you, little girl, ran off to? Made an old man like search everywhere for you," Mao Dazhu, in his fiery manner, ca over.
"Mr. Mao, thank you so much these days, and for covering things up with the agricultural specialty store for my aunt," Xiao Xian responded with a smile at the teasing tone.
"Not at all, I’m just an old man taking advantage, I’ve gained quite a bit from your hand. I heard from your aunt you’re going to the States for so horticulture exchange?" To avoid prying eyes, Xiao Xian claid to Zhuo Feng that she was learning plant cultivation techniques at the Huake Institute.
Xiao Xian’s talent in planting was sothing Zhuo Feng knew of early on, and as for the international exchange opportunity, Xiao Xian twisted it into an East-West horticultural exchange conference.
"Yes," Xiao Xian answered guiltily, the international exchange eting that countless cultivators and Superpower Users yearned for was described by her as a gardening event; if people found out, she feared being overwheld.
"Xiao Xian, I’ve long noticed you’re not a normal child. I have here the South Gate’s treasure, it contains the works dedicated by generations, including planting, grafting, and so flower arrangent masterpieces. This book was actually left by your Master Bai; I thought you were too young, so I didn’t give it to you," Mao Dazhu cautiously took out the booklet styled like an old book.
Xiao Xian flipped through carefully and indeed found detailed records related to horticulture.
"Besides what the older generation left behind, there are many handwritten insights, like this Bamboo Chapter has a lot of my experiences, and here is a South Gate token, I’ve always said I plan to pass the Sect Leader position of South Gate to you. Haven’t I said so?" Mao Dazhu carefully brought out a wooden token the size of a keychain, with the traditional character "南" carved on it, handing it to Xiao Xian.
The token has been passed down for centuries, witnessing the rise and fall of South Gate.
Xiao Xian had no choice but to accept the token.
"Perhaps it’s fate, this token was originally ant for i Xiang and Bai’s Junior Brother, after they separated, it was returned. Now it’s passed to you as a disciple, fulfilling the previous generations’ trust," Mao Dazhu, upon witnessing the newborn, was reminded of the old friends who departed long ago.
The spiritual tablet shared by i Xiang and Bai Juyi, Xiao Xian looked closely at the token; one side engraved with chrysanthemum, the other side upright daffodil. Pinching it between her fingers, it felt ordinary as if it were just an ordinary token.
After giving the token, Mao Dazhu rembered sothing, "Xiao Xian, since you’re going to the States, could you help find soone’s information? I have an elder brother, back when we studied together as disciples, who gave up halfway. His na is Hu Song, and I heard he’s doing well abroad. If you co across him, give him my contact information."
"Hu Song? Sure, if I et Master Hu, I’ll pass your regards," Xiao Xian readily agreed.
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~Thanks to "Le Han" for the scallion pancake, Fu Zi often eats it for breakfast~ (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndation tickets, monthly tickets; your support is my greatest motivation.)
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