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

Chapter 935: Chapter 935: Relaxing the Years_1

Chapter 935: Chapter 935: Relaxing the Years_1

The allure of chili peppers, just look at Yang Ye with his precious attitude, and you’ll know. He made some chili oil and couldn’t bear to use it. Whenever there’s a decent dish, he’ll mix in just a little, making the supply last.

Moreover, many delicious dishes require chili peppers. If chili peppers become renowned, they should be able to make a fortune by controlling the cultivation for the first few years.

“This plan is good. After all, I still have plenty of chili peppers in my space. Plant a batch on the heated kang bed, and then another next spring. During this period, mix all my chili pepper seeds in, and next year we should be able to harvest quite a lot.”

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With this in mind, Qiao Xiaomai felt a surge of energy.

Yang Ye only had a rough idea of the quantity of chili peppers. When she secretly added the seeds, Yang Ye would definitely not know.

Thinking of the dishes that need chili peppers, the heavy stone in her heart shifted a bit, no longer pressing on her chest so suffocatingly as before.

“With both bicycles and chili peppers, and a thousand acres of land next year, now that I think about it, tens of billions are not so worrisome. When I meet the retired emperor later, I must plead with him to extend the deadline a bit.”

“Extend it to how long?” Tong Sanlang asked.

“At the very least, twenty years,” Qiao Xiaomai said.

“I think thirty years is better. That way, as long as the task is incomplete, the royal family wouldn’t want anything to happen to us,” Tong Sanlang said.

“We’ll have to ask the retired emperor about this.”

This kind of deadline wasn’t for them to decide; Yang Wenxiao would have the final say.

As they thought about this, the three of them discussed it for quite a while longer, not seeking out Yang Wenxiao until nearly noon.

Qiao Xiaomai went there in tears. To make it more convincing, she had cried for quite some time before, and now her eyes were swollen, her small face pale, and even sitting down, her body shook, as if she could faint at any moment.

Yang Wenxiao caught this appearance out of the corner of his eye, raised an eyebrow, and asked, “What’s the matter, can’t you complete it?”

“Just hearing the number you proposed made me want to faint outright, esteemed retired emperor, please, I implore you to extend the deadline,” Qiao Xiaomai sobbed.

“How many years do you need?” Yang Wenxiao asked.

“This… I have to see next year’s harvest. Right now, my biggest earnings come from the produce of the fields. Based on that, I can give a reasonable time frame…” Qiao Xiaomai cried inconsolably.

Yang Wenxiao thought for a moment, nodded, and said, “That’s also true.”

“So be it. We’ll look at your harvest next year and then work out a time frame. However, during this period, you must come up with good ideas. The shorter the deadline, the better. If, during my lifetime, I can ride in a carriage on a smooth bluestone road around Daqi, I will give Tong Sanlang a title of nobility, making the Tong Family noble,”

Yang Wenxiao made a promise.

At these words, the heavy stone on Qiao Xiaomai’s chest shifted away even more.

A title. If they obtained a title, that wouldn’t be bad.

It’s certainly better than being a scholar.

“Thank you, esteemed retired emperor,” Qiao Xiaomai quickly got up and knelt to express her thanks.

Tong Sanlang and Tong Tiehu also knelt down to thank Yang Wenxiao for his generosity.

“That’s settled, no need for thanks. Qiao Xiaomai, go busy yourself in the kitchen. Don’t worry, we won’t drive you to your death,” Yang Wenxiao added.

Hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai expressed more gratitude and then, with Tong Sanlang’s support, weakly stood up.

In such a situation, she felt the need to rest…

After putting on a brave face and preparing lunch, she ate a few bites randomly before heading back to Mai Yuan.

Yang Wenxiao said nothing further, and Tong Sanlang followed her back. The couple lay on the bed and discussed matters concerning the production of bicycles.

[Recommended: Qi Qi’s completed work, “Superpower Farm Girl: Husband, Stop Flirting with Me.” Interested readers can search for it~]