Chapter one hundred and five, worries

Send off this thank adult, the interest that goes shopping of Su Yue Bai does not drop.

But Lu Yanmo hesitated and seemed to have something to say to her.

Su Yue Bai bought a few good pieces of material in cloth line, turn round to see him to frown.

"What's the matter? "

"You are really willing to give the pepper planting technology to the court. " Lu Yanmo looked at her carefully and took over the cloth.

"I am not a wise Tianxia Diyi, I discovered the pepper, but someone can find out how to grow it. If we give it to the court now, it will help us in the future. " Su Yuebai patted his arm, "I told Lord Xie that I have long admired your calligraphy, and I wonder if I might have the honor of asking you for a plaque. "

Lu Yanmo's facial expression has some distortion, twitches the corner of the mouth to ask: "Do you really think Your Majesty's handwriting is good? "

Su Yue Bai recalled the folk dissemination of the so-called Chu Emperor imperial pen, nodded: "stronger than mine. "

Lu Yanmo was silent for a long time, but a sigh: "that also becomes. "

Suyuebai did not understand calligraphy, nor did he understand its quality. Can listen to the meaning of Lu Yan Mo, he seems to have some despise Chu Emperor's pen and ink?

Yadda, Yadda, Yadda, Yadda, Yadda, Yadda, Yadda, Yadda.

Shopping cloth, Suyuebai hit the road to the Spice Fragrant Square near a tailor's shop. When she first came, she did not know, directly to the store to buy ready-made clothes, not only expensive not to say, size is also a bit inappropriate.

Such as Lu Yanmo, he is in good shape, but because of martial arts, in the arms and shoulders often need to move where the need to put volume. And two donkeys is a young child, the sleeves should not be done too long. She is limited by modern thinking, but let the cloth boss make a lot of money.

"I want to embroider something on my skirt. I don't know which embroiderer is good. "

The Tailor Shop boss tells oneself to have embroider Niang, let Su Yuebai be happy already, the footstep on the return journey is lightsome.

"Tomorrow, why don't you come with me to Guozi village to have a look? I'd like to think about growing a few Mu of peppers in Guozi village. Although the price of chillies will be regulated in the future, the price will be reduced. But I can still make a small profit on chillies this year. "

Su Yuebai hit his wishful thinking, and Lu Yanmo to discuss.

"I'll hire an ox-cart tomorrow. It's too bumpy. "

Suyuebai natural no objection, back to the room to change the Son of light dress to go to the study ready to thank the grown-up planting matters.

Her handwriting was not good, and she had to hand it over to Lu Yanmo to copy.

From the last chance to see Lu Yanmo handwriting, Su Yuebai on the identity of Lu Yanmo have doubts. An ordinary mountain village hunter, well-informed can also be said that he had been in the rivers and lakes. It is far-fetched to be able to read and write, and to use knowledge as an excuse.

The more I got to know him, the more I realized he was hiding, and all she knew so far was the tip of the iceberg.

Su Yue Bai is a little fidgety, the NIB flutters wildly on the paper, the FIDGETY PI fork.

Finally, simply will pen a shake, leaning against the chair in a daze.

Two donkeys come back from school, she is still facing a piece of white paper.

Simply dinner is not put, asked Yuanbao out to buy, this just re-write on the paper to draw.

Lu Yanmo came in, saw her busy, to the mouth of the words were also swallowed back.

After dinner, Su Yuet-bai was busy in the study until late at night, which forced her to wash her sleepy body. Head down into the soft bedding deep sleep, naturally did not notice the man's expression.

The next morning, it was clear.

Lu Yanmo had already found an ox cart. The cart was very new and the driver was a strong but gentle bull.

Fortunately, the carriage can shelter from the wind and rain, so that the white also chat to comfort.

She used to go into town in an old coach with no roof. A group of people snuggled up to each other, a gust of wind came together to play pendulum. If the occasional car ride less people, it is really cold wind blowing, misty eyes.

Fruit village, a small village with a small population.

Suyuebai had been here a few times and found it very much like Tao Yuanming's Xanadu.

Most of the people in the village do not do farm work, but serve flowers and herbs for a living.

Many villagers are aware of a few words, can be regarded as the nearby progressive countryside.

The process of buying the land was more smooth than Suyuebai imagined, and the matter was settled in a few words.

Because there was still time, the village head suggested that she could go around the neighborhood, saying that it was a good spring day and the scenery on the mountain was better.

Su Yue Bai thanked the village chief for his kindness and went up the mountain with Lu Yanmo.

"It's as if it's the same mountain, but the scenery isn't even remotely similar. "

Then Lu Yanmo gave her will, said Xiwa village and fruit village is not in the same mountain range.

There is no hot spring in the ground of Guozi village, and it is cold in winter. As a hunter, he had been here before, but had never seen a pepper.

"So I was able to find Chili can really be a blessing from heaven. " Su White patted his face, feel lucky, the whole person is beautiful.

"My wife is the luckiest, " said Lu yanmo softly.

Su Yue white face a red, busy away from the line of sight.

Really, one more look at him, it felt as if the whole body of this person in the light. Seriously, when they first met, did this Guy Sparkle?

There is no memory, at that time he on the 'Suyuebai' afraid not, or even intend to separate. Well, she's still a charmer.

Unfortunately, no matter how good the God is, there is still a hole.

Lu Yanmo did not understand her mood just fine, how a short while on the depressed. Really should that sentence, the mood of a woman such as June days, let a person puzzling?

The temperature is now in May, and the sky is bright.

Su Yue Bai was so busy that she almost missed the Dragon Boat Festival.

There is no Qu Yuan and the Dragon Boat Festival is also practiced here. After all, historians are not sure when exactly the Dragon Boat Festival began. But it is clear that the festival did not begin as a tribute to Qu Yuan.

Dragon Boat Festival to eat millet, beam colorful rope, hanging calamus.

Su Yue Bai is not good at needlework, these have to be bought. But tamales, which is Tamales, she still has a say. But the Dragon Boat Festival is only two days away, so we must hurry up and get ready.

Otherwise missed, not only two donkeys to make, she also can not bear Ah.

On the third day, she had missed, this time must accompany their small steamed stuffed bun to spend a festival.

"Look Out! "

Too much thinking, the soles of the feet unsteady, almost fell into a tree.

The branches of the trees are sharp, and if they stick to your face, it will be a disaster.

Su Yue Bai by Lu Yan mo arm stand straight, to thank, subconsciously see to this tree has a person how tall. The tree is not strong, the branches end, the column is tight and thin straight.

At the tip of the branch, clusters of small flowers. The tiny greenish flowers smile at the sky, and some of the branches have ripe greenish fruit on them.

Su Yue Bai eyes, Meng Di lunge forward, pinch a fruit between the nose carefully smell.

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