The eldest lady became popular in the farming variety show

Since Jiang Hexi's luck turned, everything he does has gone smoothly.

She cultivated a number of perennial shrubs such as snow willow, red-leaved photinia, clown firethorn and New Zealand flax on the river bank, and transported river stones of various sizes from the shallows and laid them in layers along the stream.

Under her careful construction, the entire Monet Garden has taken shape.

The owner of the flower garden came to inspect the environment for growing flowers. He held a handful of yellow clay and said:

"This soil is too thin to grow flowers."

"What kind of soil is needed?"

The flower garden owner asked her, "Do you want to grow good flowers, or just grow flowers?"

Jiang Hexi: "Grow good flowers."

The flower garden owner took the opportunity to promote his product: "Ordinary nutrient soil is 10 liters per bag, and the market price is eight dollars. I can sell it to you at the cost price of five dollars."

Jiang Hexi was not fooled by him. "The area for growing flowers here is so large, I can't afford to use nutrient soil. Do you have any other methods for cultivating the soil?"

"Then we can only make our own nutrient soil."

In order to sell the flowers, the flower garden owner had to tell her:

"Go to the forest and dig up the corroded pine needle soil. First, put it in the hot sun for a few days to kill insects. Then go to the cattle farm and bring back the dried and fermented cow dung. Mix it with the pine needle soil and mix it well. This is the best nutrient soil."

"Dry cow dung?" Jiang Hexi asked with difficulty accepting.

"Dry cow dung, or dry cow dung that has fermented and formed into lumps."

Seeing that she was in a state of distress, the flower garden owner put on a smile again and said attentively:

"If you find it troublesome, I still have nutrient soil. You can buy a thousand bags to try. It's only about five thousand yuan."

“Will a thousand bags be enough?”

Jiang Hexi didn't believe him at all:

"I need at least 10,000 bags and 50,000 yuan to buy soil. I will be eating soil in the future. Boss, let's make our own nutrient soil according to your method."

She called the village chief and asked where she could find some dry cow dung.

The village chief now worships her like an ancestor and responds to her every request:

"Don't worry about the cow dung. With me in charge, the cattle farm will definitely agree. What you should think about is who to find to transport these carts of cow dung."

"okay, I get it."

The first person Jiang Hexi thought of was Chu Yang.

She went to the path paved with bluestone bricks, jumped onto the flat-bed truck, and smiled through the car window at Chu Yang who was sitting in the driver's seat with a bright and sunny smile.

Chu Yang lowered the car window, smiled at her and said, "Sister, do you have something to talk to me about?"

"Can't I just look for you if I'm fine?"

Chu Yang turned the rearview mirror and said to her face, "Sister, you smile like this, it makes me nervous."

Jiang Hexi looked at himself in the rearview mirror, the corners of his mouth drooped a little bit, and he said arrogantly:

"Come with me to the cattle farm to collect cow dung."

Chu Yang looked at her in horror, "I won't go, I won't go even if you kill me. I don't want to be the first actor in history to pull cow dung!"

“After being weathered and dried, dry cow dung doesn’t smell at all.”

"Then can it still smell good?"

"You just drive the excavator to shovel the cow dung onto the truck, and I will transport it back."

"Sister, why don't you drive the excavator to shovel the cow dung onto the truck, and I'll be responsible for transporting it back?"

"I asked you to work, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Jiang Hexi reached in through the car window and opened the door. She bent down and entered the driver's seat. Chu Yang jumped out from the other door and ran out for his life. He disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Failed.

[Ximei is really something, a flower has to be stuck in cow dung. ]

[What the above person means is that the King of Yan is that pile of cow dung? 】

[Hahahaha, the two people above are really good at making jokes. The King of Hell probably never thought that he would be associated with cow dung in his lifetime.]

[If I were Xiao Baiyang, I would also escape without a trace and stick to my bottom line! ]

Jiang Hexi went to the bank of Sanxi Lake and found Yu Xiangwan who was supervising the staff to install the fence.

"Wanwan——"

"What's wrong with you?" Yu Xiangwan turned around and gave her a beautiful look.

Jiang Hexi looked at her miserably and said:

"The yellow clay soil by the stream is not suitable for growing flowers. The flower garden owner said that we need to find several truckloads of dry cow dung and mix it well before we can plant flowers."

"do not talk."

Yu Xiangwan didn't dare to listen to her anymore, "Go and do your thing, don't waste your time here."

"Wanwan, I came here to do this."

"Go find King Yan."

"I need you to drive the excavator and shovel the cow dung onto the truck."

"I said, go find King Yan."

"Wanwan, if you don't help me, no one will help me."

"No one will help you except King Yan."

Yu Xiangwan threw down these words, turned his back to supervise her, and no longer cared about her business.

Jiang Hexi looked at the blue sky helplessly, sighed and said:

"Prince Yan has mysophobia, he can't help me."

"But he has no bottom line."

Yu Xiangwan knew that Yan Jie was trying to please Jiang Hexi whenever he got the chance in order to gain her forgiveness. How could she not give him a chance?

"Go ahead and go find Yan Jie. If he doesn't agree, I'll take your last name."

Jiang Hexi was inspired by her determined eyes and went to find Yan Jie happily.

When she said that, his whole body froze, with only one eyelid twitching continuously.

"That's what happened."

"You just need to drive the excavator remotely and shovel the dry cow dung onto the truck, and I will do the rest."

"I guarantee that the whole process will not be smelly, dirty or disgusting, and will definitely not cause you any psychological discomfort."

Yan Jie took a sip of water to calm himself down.

He took a long time to recover, but still couldn't recover from the aftereffect. "I feel psychologically uncomfortable now."

"Then get over it."

Jiang Hexi encouraged him hopefully, "Prince Yan, you have to believe in yourself. You can do it."

There was a crack in Yan Jie's expression as he looked at her.

"Is that how you convinced yourself?"

"No, I just saw aunties and grandmas carrying farm manure to plant vegetables in the fields."

Jiang Hexi didn't take it easy at first, but when she put herself in the other person's shoes, she felt that there was nothing to worry about.

"I am not nobler than the aunts and grandmas. I can do what they can do. I can either plant flowers well and build a Monet garden, or plant flowers perfunctorily. I choose the former."

Yan Jie stared at her steadily, with a boundless smile in his eyes:

"If I agree to you this time, my sacrifice will be a bit big."

"What do you want?"

"You know what I want."

The meaning of this statement is self-evident.

In front of the live camera, Jiang Hexi deliberately misinterpreted his meaning and said, "I won't bother with you about the scalding."

Yan Jie stopped there and seeing her statement, he just assumed that she agreed.