A Handbook of Happiness for Small Farmers

Chapter 61 Buying Seeds

"Yeah!" Aunt Qin nodded with a smile, it seems that Qin Ke'er guessed right.

After being reminded by Aunt Qin, Qin Keer suddenly remembered that in her previous life, her high school biology teacher once said that potatoes grown in sandy soil taste much better than potatoes from other lands.It's just that Qin Ke'er had a problem with the growth cycle of the potatoes.

"Ms. Qin, can you grow potatoes?" I can't, so I can ask other people!Qin Ke'er believed that Mrs. Qin must know more than herself.

Sure enough, as soon as Qin Keer asked the question, Aunt Qin nodded vigorously.

Early the next morning, just as the big rooster crowed in the distance, Qin Ke'er crawled out of the bed.Today is the day to buy seeds, Qin Ke'er doesn't want to sleep in at all.

Ever since she realized that Aunt Qin was more like a crop expert than herself the night before, Qin Keer decided to take Aunt Qin with her when she went shopping in the county today.

Fortunately, the door locks of my house have been replaced with new ones, so I am not afraid that someone will break in.

The seeds for planting potatoes are actually buying potatoes, but these potatoes are more germinated.After walking a few stalls, Aunt Qin finally stood firm, bowed her head and began to choose seeds.

Qin Ke'er was fine, so he stood aside to watch the excitement.At this moment, there was a rush of horseshoes not far away.

The bloody plot that I have seen before flashed into Qin Keer's head instantly. The horse of a certain adult or a young lady ran wildly on the street as if there was no one there, and then there was a child or an old man in the middle of the road, unable to dodge in time, and was about to Trampled by horseshoes, the heroine or heroine appears out of nowhere, saves people, and is called a hero.

Qin Ke'er asked herself that she didn't have that much skill, but it was still okay to open her mouth and shout out to be safe.

It's just that the facts are a bit different from what she thought. The sound of the horse's hooves stopped suddenly, followed by the long whistle of the horse being suddenly reined in, and then the sound of the horse's hoofs resumed, but it sounded far less urgent than before.

As they approached, Qin Ke'er realized that the man on horseback was actually a man in armor. Because of the helmet on his head, Qin Ke'er couldn't see the man's appearance carefully.What's more, her attention was all attracted by the armor, and she didn't pay attention to the appearance at all.

That armor, ahem, if you get it in modern times, it can be regarded as a rare treasure!Qin Keer suddenly fantasized idiotically that she could return to the modern age with armor or jewelry from this era. In that case, she could rely on the money from the sale of these cultural relics, and then be her foodie with peace of mind. female.

The man on horseback slowed down and crossed the streets of the market before speeding up again. The sound of the horse's hooves resounded again, which woke Qin Ke'er from his obsession.

Think too much, think too decisively, let alone say that cultural relics are national property, and individuals are not allowed to buy and sell at will. Even if you travel back to the modern society, the things in your hands may not necessarily become cultural relics. You must know , this Ming Dynasty is not the Ming Dynasty I learned about in history class!

Aunt Qin's potato seeds were almost picked, after weighing, Qin Ke'er paid the money, and the two of them wandered around the street again, bought some daily necessities, and prepared to go back .

At this moment, Qin Ke'er heard a burst of mournful crying.

(End of this chapter)