The daily life of the little princess of the royal group

Seeing the princess's increasingly serious face, Aunt Cao told the truth.

Although these fruits are indeed eaten by the villagers, they cannot be grown by every household.

The amount stored in the village now is enough to last for five or six years.

But where is the technology to preserve it now?

After hearing this, Mingyue asked a soul-searching question, "If you can't finish the food, why don't you sell it? Wouldn't it be good to have another business?"

Aunt Cao smiled awkwardly, "This...this is all your property...how can we use it for our own benefit?"

It turned out to be the case.

In the Great Zhou, although Mingyue did not ask them to sell themselves or anything, they counted themselves as her slaves.

Just like the farmers working hard on the farm, they have to work hard every day and receive a certain amount of wages every month. The money earned from the crops belongs to the owner.

"Oh, Aunt Cao, what's the big deal! Let everyone sell what they can and keep the money for themselves."

Mingyue waved her hand nonchalantly.

Aunt Cao felt that it was not a good idea. How could she occupy Mingyue's friends when they already ate her food, drank her drinks, and lived in her house?

Seeing that Aunt Cao was still "stubborn", Mingyue simply gave up trying to persuade her and asked Aunt Cao to gather all the villagers in the afternoon because she had something to say.

Then he plunged into the orchard.

Aunt Cao received the order and left behind several capable and obedient young boys, and also instructed the people guarding the orchard to keep an eye on Mingyue and the others.

Even if she didn't say it, everyone would do it.

The older generation in the village looks at the moon under the moon and cherishes it as if it were their own granddaughter; the middle-aged people look at the moon with the same affection as they look at the spoiled younger generation in their family.

Not to mention the children who were looking at the bright moon with admiration on their faces.

Mingyue and Yan Shuran were holding fruit baskets under the tree, waiting for the fruits thrown down by Minghao and the others.

"Second brother, be careful."

"Pick more, and don't forget to send them to Big Brother to taste later."

"Well, big brother has been studying very hard recently, and he has to take part in the Spring Examination next spring!" When Minghao mentioned his brother, the curve of his mouth could not be suppressed.

With a lucky sister like Mingyue and a genius in studying like his elder brother, Minghao is always the happiest one in everyone's eyes.

Yan Shuran stood on tiptoe to pick the fruits from the branches, while sharing the medicinal properties and effects of these fruits with Mingyue. "These peaches are all good in their own way. In autumn, peaches are the best to eat. They can replenish blood, promote blood circulation, and make you look good."

"I think the pears in that patch are pretty good too. They're refreshing and moistening the lungs, and they can relieve coughs and eliminate phlegm. I can make some autumn pear paste out of it. When you have a sore throat, just soak a small spoonful in it and it'll definitely soothe you."

"Oh, persimmons are like little lanterns. Although they can wake you up from the cold, eating them can also help improve your eyesight."

As she spoke, Mingyue's saliva was about to flow out.

I couldn't help it, so I asked Taotao to wipe a pear for me and started to eat it.

"So crunchy!" One bite and it's full of juice, sweet and refreshing, so refreshing!

The others also followed Mingyue's example. They couldn't wait any longer and just wiped the food roughly and stuffed it into their mouths.

"Sister Mingyue, this pear is so delicious! It's completely different from the ones sold in the city, sweet and juicy!" Lin Siyu exclaimed as she chewed.

Liu Guiren agreed, "That's right, sister. I'll pick some for you later and bring them home for my grandfather to try."

"Of course no problem! Plenty of time!" Mingyue is not stingy in this regard.

After picking for more than an hour, the entire orchard was not even scratched, but they had clearly already filled several baskets with fruit.

"It's tiring to pick all of these." Mingyue looked like Zhu Bajie who had just finished eating a big watermelon and was leaning against a tree, with a big belly.

"Don't worry, Princess. No matter how many fruits there are, we will pick them for you even if we don't sleep!" The ones who spoke were the young boys left behind by Aunt Cao.

They were still picking fruits from the tree, looking at the bright moon with bright eyes.

It seemed that as long as she gave the order, they could plow not just one orchard, but even a hundred orchards.

Mingyue thanked him and asked them to come down and rest.

Just stay where you are and don't close your eyes.

Minghao took out a blanket from his attendant's bag and gave it to her. Although it was autumn and still a bit hot, it was still a bit cold under the shade of the trees.

The moment he covered Mingyue with the blanket, she opened her eyes. When did her second brother, who used to love making trouble and playing, degenerate into an old woman who would say, "I think you are cold?"

He shook his head and lay back down, not forgetting to let Yan Shuran and Yang Jiaqi come over and cover themselves with the quilt.

The others also lay down comfortably.

Listen to the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the leaves, and the sound of the young boys who cannot be persuaded but insist on working, picking fruits quietly.

Suddenly, Mingyue sat up and said, "I figured it out!"

The others looked at her in confusion, "What did you think of?"

"Hehe, you'll know soon~" Mingyue kept it a secret.

"Grumpy"

It just so happened that Mingyue was hungry at this time.

With a group of people, he walked towards Aunt Cao's house.

The closer you get, the more you can smell the aroma of food.

"It tastes like stewed pork ribs with radish!"

When autumn comes, I especially want to eat white radish, so Mingyue speeds up her pace.

However, after running a few steps, he was stunned by the scene in front of him, "Uh... Is this... a buffet?"

That’s right, in order to welcome the arrival of the bright moon, every household in the village wanted to have a meal together, so they set up a long buffet.

"The princess!"

"Princess, you're back!"

"Thank you for your hard work. Are you tired? I'll carry you to the table."

No, no, no, no, no, the enthusiasm was too enthusiastic, so enthusiastic that she felt a little restrained.

"No, thank you, auntie."

It just so happens that dinner is ready.

Delicious dishes were served on the table one after another.

But no one picked up their chopsticks, not even the children.

They all looked towards Mingyue.

"Ahem, um..." Why are they all looking at her? Are they waiting for her to give orders?

Ok.

He picked up a thick piece of meat with his chopsticks and shouted, "Let's eat!"

Everyone then started to pick up their chopsticks.

Everyone was quite satisfied with the meal.

It’s not just because I’m eating good food, but also because there are noble people here.

Many children, carrying their parents on their backs, brought fruit tea brought down from the Golden Summit and "toasted" the bright moon.

"Princess! I will always be your most loyal servant!" After saying that, the child at the front of the line drank the cup of fruit tea in one gulp, and after drinking it, he imitated an adult by turning the teacup over and stepped back.

Mingyue only has one thought, hahahahaha! So childish!

"Princess, I, I also want to be your most loyal servant. It was you who saved me and my grandmother and gave us a place to stay. I am willing to go through fire and water for you without any hesitation!" A little girl blushed and her lips trembled with nervousness.

Mingyue touched her head. The child looked no more than five or six years old.

She remembered the little girl. She and her grandparents had been begging along the way. During the famine escape, her parents were killed by their fellow travelers.

Alas, he is also a poor man.