Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm-Chapter 1579 - 1578: Blissful_1

The moment these words were spoken, the few people present all paused.

What was Qiao Xiaomai planning to do?

The head of the Chen Family couldn’t help but directly ask, "Miss Qiao, why sell only on June 6th?"

"Because I’m not a melon peddler or a lobster seller, daily retailing is too troublesome, I’d rather rest at home with that energy," said Qiao Xiaomai with a smile. "These two items are not plentiful this year, and even if sold individually, they wouldn’t last long, so I decided to just sell them all in one day."

"It’s alright if they don’t sell out, they can be frozen, and when the family wants to eat them, we can just take them out of the ice cellar."

Not buying her products, right?

Well then, she might as well not sell at all. Take it or leave it.

After all, Yang Wenxiao said that the spoils of war would go towards road and canal construction, and that she should get some good rest.

Since Yang Wenxiao had spoken, she might as well take a proper rest.

She would make Floral Dew, weave wool sweaters, take care of the child Tongsanlang, and live a leisurely and comfortable life.

This was the peaceful pastoral life she had long yearned for!

After explaining, Qiao Xiaomai added with a smile, "Your Majesty, if there’s nothing else, I shall return to my residence."

"Go ahead," Yang Wenxiao nodded.

Thus, Qiao Xiaomai turned and exited the grand hall.

As Qiao Xiaomai left, Yang Wenxiao cheerfully gestured to the others, "Don’t be shy, I arranged this banquet today specifically to let you taste the freshly harvested sweet watermelons of this year. Try them."

Following his words, a palace maid came forward, carefully cutting the big watermelon that Qiao Xiaomai had sliced open into wedges, then distributed them to the people seated around.

The head of the Xie Family accepted a piece of watermelon, first swallowing some saliva, then gingerly took a bite.

The watermelon had just been chilled with ice; it was cool, sweet, and crisp upon entering the mouth, tasting just like last year!

It was the flavor of fond memories!

The head of the Xie Family slightly closed his eyes in intoxication, and then continued to savor the fruit in small bites, unable to hide the smile on his face.

Delicious!

Delightful!

Such delicious watermelon, and this year only his family could get it before June 6th, and moreover, two thousand catties of it!

The exclusivity itself was enough to make him delighted. Now tasting the flavor he’d yearned for a whole year, he felt so elated he wanted to stand up and twirl around!

To be honest, the head of the Xie Family didn’t have that much of an issue with Qiao Xiaomai.

Even if Qiao Xiaomai’s novel ideas truly came from a cornucopia, so what?

At least her craftsmanship wasn’t fake, right?

The things she made, the livestock she reared, the crops she grew, could those be achieved by those fresh ideas from a cornucopia?

What idea could cause these things to have a qualitative improvement in taste?

Could it be that the cornucopia didn’t just produce fresh ideas but also produced an Immortal Dew that enhanced the flavor of food?

If that were true, he still came out ahead.

Is Immortal Dew something you could taste just anywhere?

Not at all.

The main reason Qiao Xiaomai had reached this point was greatly due to her craftsmanship, something solid and verified by many, beyond dispute.

He admired Qiao Xiaomai’s skills and, considering how delicious the food was, he was willing to accept the potential deception.

The reason he stayed behind closed doors before was entirely because he was considering the faces of these few here, acting in accordance with the Aristocratic Families. Once the top families had dutifully complied, as a higher-middle-class family, he naturally had to follow the lead.

But now, having tasted the deliciousness of the watermelon once again, he truly couldn’t control himself.

On June 6th, he would be leading a group there to buy, buy, buy!

He also wanted to buy some to store in the ice cellar so he could eat whenever he desired!