mtl008 Chapter 371: Zhan Rui seems familiar?
Chapter 371: Zhan Rui seems familiar?
Mingyue had sharp ears. After hearing what the man in the crowd said, she nodded repeatedly and shouted to him, "Uncle, you are right. The only pear variety in our Yuexia Village is indeed the Qiuyue pear. You are very careful in your observation."
It was the first time that the old man was praised by a noble person in front of everyone, and his face turned red all the way to his neck.
He didn't know what to say. Thinking of how the scholar who passed by his house a few days ago spoke to someone, he imitated him and replied, "Princess...Princess, you are so kind!"
Mingyue smiled and said, "Uncle, is your home far from here? Do you have any fruit at home?"
"Yes, of course. I gave some away and left half a basket! It's enough to last for several days!" The uncle even had the urge to walk towards home.
"Could you please bring the fruit here, along with the basket?" she added, "Just for comparison. I'll definitely let you take it away unopened afterwards."
"Oh, Princess, please stop yelling at me. I can't bear it. I'll move it right away! It will be quick! Please wait!"
Mingyue assigned two people to help him.
After a while, the uncle came back.
He was holding his son's hand, and his wife was standing beside him.
Two guards followed behind, carrying two baskets of fruit, both of which were only half empty.
At the same time, many people who owned the same items also brought them out from home.
"Princess, this is it, this is it... hehe... there are not many left." He felt a little embarrassed, it would be better if he had a complete basket.
"Thank you." Then he pointed to a piece of land in the middle and said to the guard, "Put the two baskets of fruit here."
"Yes."
He Yun probably guessed what he was going to do, and with a look, he asked Xiao Liuzi to move to the middle of the road.
"Everyone, look, the fruit on the left is from this old gentleman, and the fruit on the right is from our Yuexia Village."
"The old man said that everything about my Yuexia Village was exaggerated, and that I, Zhao Mingyue, was making money with a bad conscience."
"Now, let me prove myself."
Mingyue walked to the center and pointed at the fruit basket that the uncle had brought. "Look everyone, here, here, there are special seals from Yuexia Village, representing that these are products of Yuexia Village."
Zhizhi brought a basin of water down from the carriage and poured it on the basket. Another guard came forward and rubbed the mark hard with a rag.
It was obvious that he was really trying hard, sweat was coming out of his forehead and veins were bulging on his hands.
But after a long time, the mark did not disappear.
"This is a paint specially made in the palace. It won't fade even after repeated washings." Mingyue explained.
Everyone was confused. Why did the princess say this? What was the difference between one basket and another? The only difference was that one looked of lower quality.
"Okay, let's take a look at the old man's basket. There's no sign of our Moon Village on either the rim or the bottom of his basket."
The youngest son of the agricultural official picked up the basket and walked around to show it to everyone.
Many who had the same model shouted, “I found it!”
"I have one too, and I didn't even notice it!"
"It's so memorable! I'm actually number 166!"
"That's true. Princess, this move is truly brilliant."
Someone scoffed, "What does this prove? What if the old man's son changed the basket to make it easier to put the things in?"
"Indeed, they may have left it as a souvenir for themselves."
? ? ? !
Are these people his haters? Why don’t they believe it?
She could only say that the basket was not from her Yuexia Village.
But the fruit, even if I call it, it won’t respond to me!
Just when they were wondering what to do, the agricultural official's youngest son stepped forward.
He bowed to the people around him and said, "Everyone, my name is Zhan Rui. I am the son of the Shaoqing of the Sinong Temple, a position specially appointed by the Emperor. I have been learning the art of planting from my father since I was young, and I am quite knowledgeable about these crops."
"I would like to use my limited knowledge to briefly analyze the origins of these fruits and vegetables."
Mingyue was stunned. Wasn’t this kid sent here because he lost a bet? Why does he look so awesome?
Forget it, let’s wait and see. His father doesn’t look very reliable, and I don’t know if he can do it.
"Si Nong Si? It's the one in the imperial court that's in charge of our farming, right? They even taught us how to make high-quality fertilizer a few days ago."
"My mother came to me before and asked if our land was suitable for growing squash. I thought the officials would ignore us, but I didn't expect them to come all the way to my house to decide what to plant."
"Oh, that sounds quite responsible."
This is everyone’s impression of Sinong Temple.
Zhan Rui nodded to He Yun, walked to the two baskets, picked up a few persimmons, and analyzed.
"These persimmons are dull in color and sour in flavor, like they grew in the wild forests north of the capital, away from sunlight."
"Look at the princess's. The fruit is large, round, and brightly colored. If you smell it up close, you can smell a unique fruity fragrance, as if it has been carefully cared for."
"Hey, the peel is wrinkled..."
"The princess's skin is thin and the filling is large. It seems that the fruit can be separated with a little effort..."
Everyone seemed to have learned a lesson and had developed sharp eyes. "Yeah, that's true. Now that you put it that way, I almost know how to pick and grow fruits."
"In this case, I feel like I've made a bad purchase. For the same money, I can buy something better from the princess, and the service is even better! Oh, if I had time, I really want to go there!"
Zhan Rui, who kept his achievements and fame to himself, quietly moved to Mingyue's side and said, "Princess."
For some reason, I can always see the shadow of others in him, some familiar, yet some strange.
"Well... you did a good job. I'll give you a chicken leg later!" Being stared at so passionately, she felt a little embarrassed and quickly ran to the middle.
"Ahem, and also, Yuexia Village only offers fruit picking, not vegetables."
He Yun had heard before that Princess Mingzhu was a young lady of great wisdom, a lucky star sent by heaven to the Great Zhou. He looked at the practical things she had done and felt great admiration for her.
Whether it was the People's Pharmacy that saved people from suffering or the orphanage that took in children, he admired her very much. She had such a broad mind at such a young age.
That's why she was so angry when she personally tasted the fruits from the village under her name and found them unpalatable, yet they still received so many positive reviews.
She was angry that she had been deceived, angry that she had praised her in the past, and doubted whether what she had done in the past was also created by others.
But now, the naked truth is laid before our eyes, this is clearly not something that belongs to Yuexia Village.
Then... the problem must be with the son that he is so proud of.
He found it difficult to accept the truth and remained silent for a long time.
At this time, a peddler pushed through the crowd and walked towards He Yun.