Dressed as a farmer group pet

Chapter 150 150 people are stupid
Mother knelt down suddenly, Xiaomi was taken aback, and so was Mr. Xie.

But Erniang herself had never seen an official before, and when Mr. Xie called her, she was scared and knelt down without thinking.

Fortunately, Mr. Xie reacted in time, and quickly said: "Mrs. Jiang, please, I just think this tea is delicious, and I want to ask how it is brewed. Don't be so nervous."

Master Xie spoke in a gentle voice, but Erniang was a little nervous.

"Oh." With a cry, he patted his knees and stood up.

Xiaomi felt that mother-in-law was too nervous...

Er Niang looked at the teacup next to Mr. Xie, only to realize that she had already finished drinking it.

He hurriedly picked up the teapot to refill it for him, and at the same time explained how to make chrysanthemum tea.

The method is actually not very particular, just twist a handful of chrysanthemums and throw them into a teapot, put a few goji berries and red dates, and just pour boiling water into it. The reason why it tastes really good is because of the chrysanthemums.

"The chrysanthemums are dried by the women themselves, and those chrysanthemums are usually taken care of carefully. If adults like to drink, you can take some back. Anyway, there are a lot of them, and they are not worth much."

As he spoke, he pointed to an open space between the hut and the new house. It was the place where chrysanthemums grew best and where they often picked them.

Xiaomi next to him couldn't help but hold his forehead.

Mother, even if this chrysanthemum is really worthless, you can't just say it like this, it will appear that this thing is too cheap, and Mr. Xie can't remember our family's love!
But Mr. Xie was already excited: "Really? Then thank you Mrs. Jiang."

Xiaomi suddenly felt better.

This Mr. Xie, I call my mother 'Mrs. Jiang'!
Don't underestimate this title, it shows at least two things!

First, Mr. Xie is a good official and respects the common people.

Second, Master Xie is optimistic about his father and respects his mother very much.

So, after Erniang packed the chrysanthemums in a bamboo tube, Xiaomi took the initiative to bring them over, and trotted up to Master Xie.

"Master Xie, this is the chrysanthemum picked by my second sister and I. We pick the freshest ones every morning. My mother said that the freshest ones are the best."

Parents will definitely not ask for credit, but she will!
Besides, she is a brat under three years old, who would have thought that she did it on purpose.

I deliberately let Mr. Xie know that this chrysanthemum tea is not really that cheap!
Xiaomi is cute, white and tender, with big black eyes, watery, and two dimples.

When she smiles and looks at you, it's as if her heart is about to melt.

To put it simply, it's cute, it's so cute!
Humans are not born immune to cute creatures, even Mr. Xie is the same!
Hearing Mengmeng's voice, looking at Xiaomi who was trotting over holding the big bamboo tube, Mr. Xie immediately had a bright smile on his face.

"Really? You all picked it yourself?" Even the voice of speaking was a little coaxing, just like coaxing my granddaughter.

Xiaomi nodded her chin proudly: "Of course, Mr. Xie, here you are. Don't drink too much. Drinking too much is bad for your health."

As he said that, he looked arrogant, and handed the big bamboo tube to Mr. Xie.

Er Niang, who followed closely behind Xiaomi, was a little anxious, feeling that Xiaomi was too rude.

But seeing that Mr. Xie was not angry, he resisted the urge to bring his daughter back.

Mr. Xie took the bamboo tube. The bamboo tube was obviously made by himself. The bamboo tube was slightly thinner, and the lid on the top was thicker. Then the closed part was thinned inside and out, and it just closed.

Mr. Xie used a little force to open the bamboo tube, and suddenly a strong scent of chrysanthemum came to his nostrils.

Er Niang explained carefully beside her.

"Thank you, my lord, I don't have those clay pots at home, and this chrysanthemum tea can't be wrapped in oilcloth directly, it's easy to squeeze and crush, so I used bamboo tubes to pack it."

Master Xie nodded again and again: "This is a good way. It is not easy to get wet when it is sealed like this, and it is not easy to break if it falls on the ground. It is very good."

Xiaomi immediately patted her small chest arrogantly: "My father made it himself. My father is amazing. This teacup was also made by my father himself!"

It was about the cup Mr. Xie drank tea from.

It is to use bamboo joints to saw the size of the cup, and then carefully polish it until it is smooth and round. It is a very useful teacup.

Mr. Xie didn't pay attention to it before, but now he was surprised to hear what Xiaomi said, so he picked up the teacup and took a closer look.

"Did your father make this cup himself? Your father is really good at this craft."

Round and small, he thought it was bought in town specially.

But Xiaomi pouted: "No, I asked Dad to carve flowers on it, Grandpa Liu's cup has flowers on it, but Dad can't, Dad is an idiot!"

After finishing speaking, he nodded vigorously, proving that he was right, Dad is an idiot!

Master Xie was immediately amused and laughed: "You little girl, didn't you just say that Daddy is the most powerful? How come you have become a big fool now?"

Erniang was a little embarrassed, she stepped forward and pulled Xiaomi over: "Master Xie laughed at me, children are ignorant and talk nonsense."

Master Xie laughed and waved his hands: "This child is very cute, I haven't laughed so happily for a long time."

At this moment, the food has been weighed, Mr. Xie re-covered the bamboo tube, drank the chrysanthemum tea in the teacup, and then walked over.

Erniang breathed a sigh of relief, and walked a little further away with Xiaomi in her arms.

Although Lord Xie has always seemed very kind, the common people are instinctively afraid of officials, and Er Niang is no exception.

Seeing Zhang Hu's surprised expression, Mr. Xie knew there must be a lot, so he quickly asked, "Zhang Hu, how many catties?"

Zhang Hu swallowed, and looked at Master Xie in disbelief.

"My lord, a total of..."

"Hesitating, your tongue is broken? Let me see for myself!"

With that said, Master Xie directly took the account book from Zhang Hu's hand.

This is an account book specially used to record the food in Fu'an Village. Every village has such a book, the total output of each villager, and the amount of tax paid.

Because Zhang Hu is in charge, this account book is with him, and the others record it alone, and when they are all collected, they will all be copied into the account book.

As soon as Master Xie lowered his head, he saw the word Jiang Hu, and food was written underneath.

"Sorghum, three acres, 540 catties."

Master Xie read a sentence, then raised his head in shock: "So many! The average is more than [-] catties per mu!"

You know, as far as he knows, the output of sorghum is only four to five hundred catties at most!

Then he quickly calmed down again. Jiang Hu had said before that the yield of sorghum per mu was seven to eight hundred catties, and he didn't know it!

He even gave Zhang Hu a blank look, making a fuss and being unsteady at all.

Zhang Hu understood, and signaled: "My lord, you continue to look at the corn."

Mr. Xie thought, no matter how much corn there is, where can it go?Doubling it would only be so much sorghum, so you were so shocked that you couldn't speak?

But when you bow your head, you are stupid.

"Corn, three thousand four hundred catties!"

The yield per mu is [-]! It is [-] catties higher than that of sorghum!

(End of this chapter)