Baby brings his own shopping mall to travel through

I have to say that Qi Xingyun’s idea was exactly right, and everything came true.

Xiao Cao'er is still young. Although he is home to a soul from a thousand years later, his current thoughts are no different from those of a baby. He does many things as he pleases. The Yang family only knows how to hide the secrets and not let others know how they came about. When asked, they just say they figured it out themselves. They never thought that powerful people would think more, such as people at the level of Qi Xingyun and Zheng Huaming.

Qi Xingyun rubbed his forehead. The result of the investigation showed that they had never come into contact with anyone more powerful than them. It seemed that this little fat girl had to be well protected. It seemed that she was more than that.

"What do you think, Nebula?"

Qi Xingyun came back to his senses when he suddenly heard Zheng Huaming's question.

"Sorry, I was thinking about something else. What did you say?"

Zheng Huaming was puzzled by his distraction, but now was not the time to ask him. "I just told Auntie that this milk tea is very good. If I open a shop, it will be liked by many ladies."

Qi Xingyun himself doesn't like sweets, but he can't deny that this milk tea is really good. "It's a good idea, but it would be a bit of a waste to open a shop with only one thing."

Zheng Huaming: "It's a waste, so the lady just said that they would make some snacks to go with the milk tea."

Mrs. Li and Old Lady Yang looked at each other with excitement in their eyes, as they had made some new money.

"Grandma, are you sure you don't want to discuss the Huangmi issue anymore? Milk tea is there and can't escape, but it will be too late if the Huangmi issue is not resolved."

Simao's voice tactlessly interrupted the lively atmosphere in the room.

Sanmao: "Mother, mother, don't think about milk tea. It's not the right time yet. Big brother said that we can talk about it after he comes back. You can just tinker with it at home and taste it yourself. Don't take it outside."

At this time, Yang Dashan also remembered what his eldest son had told him, and immediately said, "Yes, yes, let's put everything else aside and take care of Xiaocao'er's business first." He couldn't say that he forgot everything when he heard about opening a shop.

"Yes, yes, yes, Xiaocao'er's matters concerning millet are more important." Old Lady Yang and Mrs. Li also reacted. The eldest grandson (eldest son) said that any new ideas Xiaocao'er wanted to do had to be discussed with the whole family, and nothing could be told to outsiders without being discussed. He became complacent when he heard that he could open a shop just now.

Qi Xingyun once again realized that the elders of the Yang family were unreliable. They were so smug that their true colors were almost exposed after just a few words. They were like a typical person who was sold out and still helped others count the money.

Qi Xingyun looked at Zheng Huaming, and Zheng Huaming touched his nose: What a pity, it was just a little bit short.

"Rice, rice, fertile rice" the crisp sound of the grass sounded.

Old Lady Yang: "Okay, okay, I'll remember your rice. Don't worry, if it doesn't work, I'll pull out the vegetables in the garden and move the yellow rice over to you."

Xiao Cao'er clapped her hands happily and kissed Old Lady Yang on the face, leaving her face covered with saliva.

Li: "That won't work. What will we eat if we pull the vegetables out?"

Yang Dashan and a few other boys also disapproved of Grandma Yang's pampering of Xiao Cao'er.

Ermao: "Grandma, it's such a pity to pull out all the vegetables in the garden! Besides, are you sure you can plant these yellow rice after pulling out all the vegetables?"

"Or I will go find someone in Xiaya tomorrow to see if there is any land for sale nearby. Then we can hurry up and prepare and transplant the crops there," said Yang Dashan.

Even Xiao Cao'er didn't think this was reliable.

Simao: "It's already too late to buy land and transplant the plants. Can you wait? What if you miss the time and the plants don't bear fruit?"

Everyone fell silent immediately.

Qi Xingyun and Zheng Huaming both felt that they were unreliable: Could they really grow novel crops?

Qi Xingyun: "Do you have any writing materials?"

Everyone in the Yang family: Yes, we used it not long ago.

Qi Xingyun::::

"Could you please tell me the precautions again, I'll take notes, please?"

The little grass knew how to show support, clapping its hands and saying, "Okay!"

The decision was made happily. Simao only realized after he finished reciting it: What's the difference between me reciting it and showing him the note? I just did so many things, which was a real waste of time.

Oh, there is a difference

The difference is that Qi Xingyun's handwriting is vigorous and powerful, while Sanmao's handwriting is better than the dog-crawling style.

As soon as Simao finished reciting the last word, Qi Xingyun also stopped writing.

He has a good memory. He memorized everything when Simao was reciting it in the vegetable garden. Now he just needs to confirm if there is anything he missed.

He handed the paper to Simao and said, "Little brother, please take a look and see if there is anything wrong with my notes."

Simao actually took it, saw the lines of vigorous and powerful words like flowing water, and then thought about his own dog-crawling posture: No, in addition to surpassing my elder brother, I have to practice calligraphy seriously to beat this guy.

Xiaocao glanced at the words and fell in love with them: "Beautiful." She reached out to Qi Xingyun to hug her, but Zheng Huaming snatched her away halfway.

Zheng Huaming had never held the fat boy in his arms, and he felt that he was heavy when he held him.

Qi Xingyun didn't compete with him. It was more important to settle the matter now.

"Uncle Dashan, I have land there, but we don't know how to do deep plowing as written here. How about you send a few people to take a look?"

Yang Dashan: "Okay, but who should go? How about asking the village chief to come and discuss it?"

The eldest son said: If there is anything you can’t resolve, go find the village chief.

Ermao: "I'll go and invite him." Then he ran away very fast. The eldest brother said: If you have any problem, go to the village chief, because the village chief is smarter than our father and has seen the world.

The village chief also knew that Qi Dong's family had come to Dashan's house again, but he felt it was not appropriate to go near them before they came. He thought that they had been here for so long and should have left, so my coming to visit them should not be considered as going near them.

So Ermao met the village chief who was coming to visit him on the way.

After entering the main hall and everyone exchanged greetings, Yang Dashan simply repeated what happened in this way and that way.

The village chief was amazed again in his heart, Xiaocao'er was really the lucky star of the Dashan family, he could grow something with anything he picked up, if it was food that was grown, it would be a great merit.

When the village chief heard that two senior and experienced people were needed to provide guidance, he immediately named two people, namely Goudan and Tietou's grandfather. Older people are always more experienced than young people, and Goudan and the others had just returned from Manager Wu, so they were considered acquaintances.

Village chief: It’s a pity that we only need two people. If we could need a few more, I could assign all the old guys in the village to you. You just need to provide them with meals. Didn’t you see that Goudan and Tietou have gained weight after returning this time?