Divorce at the beginning, the rough general is very clingy

The waiter was talking happily when the boss came back with two cloth bags in his hands.

"Look, little girl, the person who sold me these seeds is a foreigner. He said that they can grow very big melons, but I tried and they didn't grow. These seeds have been in the warehouse for two years. I don't know if they are any good." The boss was a very honest man.

"Watermelon, Hami melon...that one looks like papaya." Mi Mo was delighted. What's more, there were only a few watermelon seeds in her villa space, and nothing else.

"Oh, how much is this?" Mi Yao pretended not to know what it was.

"To be honest, I'm not sure if I can grow it after two years. How about this, you take it back, I don't want any money. If it grows out, you give me two taels of silver later. If it doesn't grow out, don't blame me." said the boss.

Mi Yao didn't expect that this boss had such a vision.

"Boss, aren't you afraid that I won't give you money even though I've grown the crops?" Mi Yao smiled.

"Don't be afraid. First of all, I think you two are of dignified appearance, and your behavior and conversation reveal a kind of cultivation. Therefore, I conclude that you two are not the kind of people who go back on their words. Besides, you two just bought two-thirds of the seeds in my shop, which is more than two hundred taels of silver. If you can spend this price to buy seeds, why would you run away for two taels of silver?" In fact, the boss had another reason that he didn't say. He earned more than half of the more than two hundred taels of silver from selling the seeds, so why would he care about these two taels of silver?

Even if you do a small favor or make a friend, the boss will still settle the account.

"Thank you for your trust, boss." Ye Xiao bowed.

"By the way, I heard you talking about Fresh Fruit Villa just now?" asked the boss.

"Yes, boss." The waiter repeated what he had said to Mi Yao.

"What the waiter said is right. The owner of this Fresh Fruit Villa is of some noteworthy origin. I heard that he is the son of Prince Yong from the capital. He is not interested in literature or martial arts, but only in planting trees. What's more, the fruits grown in his villa are delicious, big in size and good in appearance. Once I went to deliver seeds to their villa, and when I saw the bright red fruits on the trees, I was so greedy..." The boss swallowed his saliva.

"But their fruits are all sent to the palace. The remaining ones that the palace can't eat are also sold in the capital. In fact, there is no need to sell them. Every year, the officials' families and the aristocratic families in the capital come to make reservations early. There are not enough to go around, so how can they be sold?" The boss knew a lot.

Speaking of Prince Yong, Ye Xiao had some impression of him and had also heard about this matter. He heard that the third son of Prince Yong was very sick when he was young and had been recuperating on the farm. Later, he planted crops and tended fruit trees, and his physical condition gradually improved, so he has been on the farm ever since. Calculating his age, he is probably almost forty years old.

"If we go to buy some fruit tree seedlings, will they sell them?" Mi Yao asked.

"I don't know about that. I heard that the owner of the manor... has a bad temper and is moody." The boss said in a low voice.

"Someone once planted their fruit tree seedlings, but after several years, they only grew leaves but no flowers or fruits. Even if they did bear fruit, the fruit was either ugly or sour, and no one knew the reason. Over time, no one was willing to waste several years of their own land and time to experiment with something that might not succeed." The boss knew quite a lot.

"Oh, that makes me want to try it." Mi Mo is the type of person who will try something even if she knows it won't work.

The boss didn't say anything to persuade me. Everyone has his or her own opportunity.

"Then I wish the young lady all she wishes for."

"Thank you. Please help deliver these seeds to the city gate. There is a carriage coming from Wan'an Town. Just tell the driver that they were bought by a couple who came this morning." Mi Yao said.

"Okay, don't worry, I will take care of this for you. If you two want to go to Xianguo Villa, I have a carriage and I am willing to take you there." said the boss.

"Thank you very much." Mi Mo gave a big thumbs up to the boss in his heart.

Soon, they drove the carriage to the suburbs. It was not too far, only half an hour's drive.

What caught my eye was a grand gate with four big characters on it: "Fresh Fruit Villa"

Looking at the mountains behind, there is a spring atmosphere. Nowadays, everywhere is dry, but Mi Mo sees green all over the mountains here. There must be a spring on this farm, otherwise these fruit trees cannot be so moisturized.

If they didn't have someone to lead the way, it would be difficult for them to find this place, and even if they did, it would still take some time.

"You two, I'll wait for you here for a while." said the boss with a smile.

"it is good."

Night Owl stepped forward and clasped his fists: "Hello, we are here to visit the owner of Fresh Fruit Villa. Please inform him."

The two servants had worried clouds on their faces, and were startled when they heard Night Owl speak.

"Who are you looking for?" asked the servant.

"We are here to visit the owner of Fresh Fruit Villa." Night Owl repeated.

"Hey, you came at the wrong time. Our owner is ill..."

"Our owner is not convenient to see guests now, please go back." The thin servant hurriedly stopped the fat servant from speaking.

The fat servant also felt that he had spoken out of turn, and kept saying, "Please go back and come back another day."

"I'm a doctor with pretty good medical skills. Maybe I can help your manor master." Mi Yao said.

The two servants obviously didn't believe it.

"Your face is pale and bloodless, your breath is extremely bad, and your body is so thin. It means you have a stomach disease. Your digestion is not good. Your stomach often hurts and you have heartburn. Sometimes you burp and your stomach is as big as a ball due to bloating." The more Mi Mo spoke, the uglier the thin servant's face looked.

"How did you know?" The thin servant walked over quickly and almost grabbed Mi Mo's sleeve and called him a miracle doctor.

"Didn't I tell you that I'm a doctor?" Mi Yao subconsciously took a few steps back.

Several people thought that she was afraid of physical contact between men and women, but in fact it was because the skinny boy had too bad bad breath.

"Miracles doctor, what should I do? I've seen a doctor and taken several doses of medicine, but nothing worked." The thin servant immediately felt like he had seen a savior.

"Actually, this is easy to deal with. Just wait until I examine your master's illness." Mi Yao saw that this servant was really tactless. His master was about to die, but she was still hesitating.

"Yes, let's show it to the owner first." The thin servant led the two people into the villa.

Yun He, the third son of Prince Yong, grew up on the farm because of poor health since childhood. He returned to Beijing when he was young, but was dissatisfied with the capital, so he returned to the farm and made a living by planting fruit trees on the farm.

The man, who was full of vigor and vitality, was now lying on the hospital bed, almost out of breath.

There were two court doctors in the room, as well as several men and women. Only two women covered their faces and cried, while the others had different expressions.

"Third Madam, there is a doctor outside. He is very skilled in medicine and may be able to cure the owner of the manor's illness." The thin servant was very impressed by Mi Yaolu's skills, so he dared to strongly recommend her.