Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen

Farming

Jian Qingqing also heard about this matter, but she did not take it to heart. It was fine if she just listened to the gossip, but she did not know that Crown Prince Ming was the Ming Zhiyan that she had saved. What did it have to do with her that he took over the position of county magistrate? She had been obsessed with making money recently.

Song Yuancheng, who was in Cairo, was both angry and frustrated. He broke a few cups early in the morning.

The county magistrate of Shifeng County had done a lot of things for him. He was a relatively obedient dog. He was not so angry when the dog was beaten. He just needed to change to another dog.

What made him angry was that the Emperor had actually appointed Ming Zhiyan, who had killed his son, as the county magistrate of Shifeng County!

Song Yuancheng snorted with a malicious expression. “Ming Zhiyan, it’s fine if you stay in the Capital. But since you’ve come to my territory, I’ll definitely make you pay for my son with your life!”

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The citizens of the Capital were beating drums and gongs to send Ming Zhiyan away.

Don’t misunderstand. This did not mean that Ming Zhiyan was popular. On the contrary, his reputation in the Capital was completely ruined.

As the Emperor’s nephew, Ming Zhiyan often beat and killed people. It was rumored that the concubines given to him by the Eldest Princess would not live for more than two days. There would be cries coming from his residence every night. It was said that he had killed too many people, and their souls floated into Crown Prince Ming’s residence and wanted to take his life.

These rumors spread so far and wide that Ming Zhiyan had been molded into a fierce and evil-looking person. It was said that when a child cried, anyone could stop the child from crying by saying Ming Zhiyan’s name. When those young ladies heard Crown Prince Ming’s name, they immediately turned pale with fright. They wished they could hide, afraid that they would be chosen by him.

So when they heard that Ming Zhiyan was going to be sent off to Cairo, they set off firecrackers to celebrate. Some of the courtiers laughed happily. They all said that Crown Prince Ming had fallen out of favor, so the Emperor wanted to transfer him to a remote place to become the county magistrate.

Ming Zhiyan knew nothing about this. Even if he knew, he would not care.

He was reading in the study when the young male servant came knocking on the door. “Crown Prince, the Eldest Princess wants to see you.”

Ming Zhiyan’s face instantly turned cold. “Tell her to scram!”

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With the arrival of the Rising Dragon Festival, the restaurant was closed for a day. Jian Qingqing finally had the time to plant her land.

The Rising Dragon Festival was a special festival in Shifeng County. On this day, every family would hold a banquet and invite their relatives and friends to their home for a meal. After this meal, they would go to the next house. Therefore, no one would go out for a meal on this day. Even restaurant owners would close their doors that day.

In the past, the Jian Village would also do some small things during the event. Each family would provide some grain, and the villagers would gather for a meal.

However, this year, none of the families had eaten, so they would not hold the festival.

Tomorrow was the Rising Dragon Festival. Jian Qingqing had to go back to the farm early in the morning after delivering today’s meat.

Today, the manager asked for 40 catties. It was said that many customers bought them home for the festival tomorrow. If it were not for Uncle Ox coming to pick her up every day, she might not have dared to make such a large amount. Therefore, she gave Uncle Niu a large piece of stewed meat every now and then. He also ate very happily, so he was also willing to come and pick her up every morning.

Jian Qingqing’s small land had been fermented for more than ten days, and there was light rain from time to time, so it was very well-prepared for farming. The surface of the land was dark, and it already looked a little fertile.

She placed the yams and sweet potatoes in a moist and dark corner of the land to cultivate. A small sprout also appeared on the tubers. Jian Qingqing planted them all.

She also planted corn kernels and tomatoes. She took advantage of the days when she went up the mountain to take some of them home. She did not tell her family what they were, and the family just took them as a child’s toys.

They did not object when she said that she wanted to plant these things here. After all, the land had already been given to her. She could do whatever she wanted as long as she did not disturb their crops.

However, they were most concerned about the Chinese yam. After all, Jian Qingqing had said that it could be eaten and used as medicine.

Only Xiao Hu had some doubts about these strange things. He had never seen these things on the mountain and did not know how his sister had found them.

However, these doubts were all suppressed by Jian Qingqing.