I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

Because of being tired the day before, Baicaoshi got up a little later than usual.

Mrs. Bai Li has already prepared breakfast, cooked indica rice porridge, steamed some yams, and learned herbal poems in a decent manner, and made some vinegar and pickled ginger.

"Mother, you guys eat first, I'll go out for a while." Seeing the drizzle outside, Baicaoshi's eyebrows became brighter.

"What's so important, let's talk about it after dinner." Mrs. Baili set aside the bowls and chopsticks.

Baicaoshi didn't listen, and braved the rain, he took out all the pottery bowls and jars that Zhe Yu bought yesterday, and quickly cleaned them at the water tank in the yard.

The drizzle on her head disappeared, and she saw Zhe Yu holding an oiled paper umbrella and looking at her.

A small umbrella covers two people.

The picture was too beautiful to bear to look at, but Baicaoshi spoke, breaking the tranquility. "My little ancestor, why did you come out, aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

Zhe Yu touched the bridge of his tall nose, "It's not your ancestor."

Pfft, it would be cute if this cold and cold person suddenly appeared. Baicaoshi couldn't help laughing, "Go back to the house, I'll be fine soon."

She lined up the clay pots and jars.

"Are you collecting rainwater?" Zhe Yu asked.

The drizzle stained the girl's eyes, making her look more misty, "Save some rainwater, and I'll make you chrysanthemum and wolfberry health tea when the time comes. Rootless water."

Zhe Yu suddenly remembered that in the days when he was pampered and pampered, there were servants who collected snow water and dew for him, just for the tip of his tongue to "cook fresh snow in time". And in this simple farmyard, someone was doing such elegant things for him.

"Drinking tea is not as important as eating." He said with a straight face.

Baicaoshi didn't enter the house, and ran towards the vegetable bed next to it. The plantain seeds sown yesterday had already sprouted a little green in the new rain. "Oh my god, this exuberant vitality is too barbaric! It really deserves to be a weed! Hehehe."

Zhe Yu frowned, he didn't remember that Baicaoshi bought the seeds yesterday, and the speed at which the seeds grew, fairy seeds? However, why does Baicaoshi plant weeds?

The sleeve was pulled, and Baicaoshi blinked at him, "Go eat."

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The rice porridge was divided into four bowls, Bai Li said while drinking, "Today's porridge is thick in rice oil, rich in rice fragrance, and soft and glutinous. It is really excellent."

The price is also quite good. Farmers are naturally sensitive to ingredients, but Baicaoshi does not plan to say so.

"Mother, use other rice for porridge and rice next time. I have other uses for this indica rice." Baicaoshi handed Zhe Yu half an iron stick yam, and he seemed not used to it.

Zhe Yu hesitated for a moment, then heard Baicao Shi say, "Don't be picky."

"Compendium of Materia Medica" has said that yam nourishes the kidney qi, strengthens the spleen and stomach, and nourishes the five internal organs at once, but it is an excellent medicine and food from the same source. Baicaoshi dare not say more now, for fear that it will be exposed.

Tsundere Zheyu gave Baicaoshi a supercilious look.

Bai Xiaoshu saw her sister's prestige yesterday, the kind that turned decay into magic, and couldn't help but ask, "Sister, what are you going to do?"

"For those who make red yeast rice and red yeast wine, you will have a good time." She said, sinking her head into the porridge.

Zhe Yu lowered his eyes, and he didn't resist the yam anymore. He thought of red yeast rice wine in Dayan, only rich and noble people drank it. And in Yanjing, a jar of red yeast rice wine in the "No. 1 Building in the World" was once sold to a nobleman for a thousand taels of silver, just because the nobleman heard that the oiran girl with red sleeves and fragrant flowers liked it.

Hehe, such a precious wine can only be made according to the Poetry of Baicao.

I thought it was a little village girl who married a fake, but who would have thought that she would be an invisible rich girl?

"By the way, mother, who in the village is better at female celebrities, I plan to make some clothes from the cloth I bought yesterday."

After Baicao finished speaking, Baili looked at her in disbelief. It made her a little hairy.

"Cao'er, who in this village can compare to you in terms of female celebrities. If you are busy, mother can do it."

Baicaoshi looked at her hands, these hands are really miraculous, but she quickly found an excuse, "Mother, my hands are not healed yet. Also, don't do it yourself, it will tire your eyes."

Bai Li, who is not yet forty years old, why does he feel like he has entered old age ahead of schedule? However, she automatically made up her mind that her daughter couldn't bear to work hard by herself.

"The third girl of the Yang family, the female celebrity is also very good. Her family also raises silkworms!"

Wait, Baicao poetry is fun, and silkworms must be planted with mulberry trees. The mulberry tree is full of treasures, spring mulberry branches, summer mulberry, frost mulberry leaves...they are all points!