Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

Chapter 1290: Chapter 1089 Persuasion_1 Chapter 1290: Chapter 1089 Persuasion_1 “Thank you so much, Your Highness,” Qiao Xiaomai sincerely expressed her gratitude.

“No need to thank me, just make some more delicious food to compensate me,” Yang YeFeng glanced at her slantingly and quickly looked away.

Alas, look at the beauty before me.

And then think about my own marriage, akin to a pig’s mating.

It’s so vexing.

“Your Highness, rest assured, the lunch will definitely satisfy you,” Qiao Xiaomai, unaware of Yang Ye’s thoughts, assured him with a smile.

“Alright, go about your business,” Yang Ye waved his hand, signaling Qiao Xiaomai that she could leave.

Out of sight, out of mind.

After Qiao Xiaomai left, he stood up, stretched his arms and kicked his legs, “Big brother, since you adamantly refuse to let me tutor Zhengzheng, I’m going hunting in the mountains.”

“What hunting? You should know you’re still charged with the important task of revising the ‘Daqi Laws’. You can’t shirk your responsibilities at the Charity Hall, it’s best to finish them up quickly,” Yang Hao stopped him.

Yang Ye “…”

Ahhh!

So annoying!

The backyard.

When Ailiusa arrived, Shen Bai was lying in bed sleeping; the hot water and food prepared by Tong Sanlang last night were still sitting in the kitchen. According to the guard watching over him, Shen Bai hadn’t moved, except for a trip to the restroom.

Upon hearing this, Tong Sanlang couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

He discarded last night’s food and started cooking anew.

Ailiusa carefully stood at the door of the bedroom to take a look, noticed there was a stool inside, tiptoed in to move the stool out, and sat at the bedroom doorway, tentatively striking up a conversation with Shen Bai.

She talked until her mouth was dry and her tongue was parched, but Shen Bai kept the same side-lying position, not moving an inch.

By then, Tong Sanlang had finished cooking the food. He placed it on a tray and brought it to the bedroom, “Young Master Shen, you should eat something at least. At the very least, you are not alone right now. To put it bluntly, when you truly are alone, there’ll be plenty of time for this.”

Aside from Shen Chenghao, everyone in the Shen Family was still alive, and while there’s life, there’s hope.

Shen Bai lay on his side, back to the door, and upon hearing this, remained motionless.

Seeing this, Tong Sanlang pursed his lips, “Ailiusa, let’s go.”

Ailiusa stood up, her gaze still fixed on Shen Bai, “Young Master Shen, I’ll come to visit you again when I have time.”

Shen Bai still did not respond.

The two exchanged a look and walked towards the backyard’s entrance.

At the entrance, they ran into Qiao Xiaomai.

Qiao Xiaomai came to catch crayfish; Yang Hao had ordered spicy crayfish among a heap of other things, and she had to start preparing now.

Ailiusa wanted to learn cooking from Qiao Xiaomai, so the two of them went to the kitchen to get busy.

Tong Sanlang, on the other hand, went to find Qiao Changshun to deal with miscellaneous tasks on the manor.

After harvesting the wheat, it was time to plant millet, soybeans, sesame, and other crops; there was still a lot to be done given the expanse of their fields.

And with so many livestock at home, relying solely on hired help wasn’t enough; he had to check on things every day as well.

In the midst of all this, a group of people arrived: they came to buy watermelons.

The identities of the several visitors were not low; some were officials, while others were from Aristocratic Families. In any case, they all held a higher status than him.

With Qiao Xiaomai busy in the kitchen, he simply asked Yang Hao to come out and explain.

With Yang Hao explaining that there were truly no watermelons left, the visitors couldn’t say much, but it wasn’t right to let them leave empty-handed, so Tong Sanlang brought out the honey recently collected from the beehives.

With abundant nectar sources this season, he generally shook the beehives for honey every five days. The household couldn’t consume it all; the surplus was stored in jars and sealed.

As for the quality of this honey, it couldn’t be said to be exceptionally good.

The bees flew haphazardly; Qiao Xiaomai couldn’t sprinkle Spiritual Spring water on all the nectar sources, but she did regularly feed the bees with Spiritual Spring water. Hence, the quality of this batch of honey was better than average, though not astonishingly so.