Time flies, and another year is coming in a blink of an eye.

Feng Wuye is already fifteen years old.

Standing on the top of the mountain and watching the arable land in Daguang County increase significantly, Feng Wuyao was even proud of her for a moment.

Although it was not her credit, I felt very happy when I saw this place getting more and more.

The civil strife in Miaohan Kingdom has basically come to an end.

Emperor Miaohan's throne can be said to have been firmly held, but the prince who took the lead in rebellion has not been brought to justice so far.

Under Qin Zicheng's instructions, the soldiers of Jiayang Pass began to farm on their own, farm in their spare time, and fight in wars.

Of course, daily training is naturally essential.

When you go to Jiayang Pass again, it will be no longer the desolation that was two years ago.

At least, there are also some embellishments of medicinal fields, and some trees and saplings are growing very gratifyingly.

This is the skin and fetal fruit that moved down from Feng Wu Yao Mountain.

Duan Liu and Song Lun first transplanted some seedlings, and later found some good farms to cultivate seedlings specifically, and then transported them to various parts of Yuzhou City in batches.

Nowadays, this skin and fetal fruit can be said to be everywhere.

Of course, not all fruit trees can bear fruit, some are too small, and it will probably be almost done in one or two years.

Qin Zicheng was in a very good mood. After more than three months, he finally saw his sweetheart again.

"Look there, all the pieces are covered with skin and fetal fruits. If nothing unexpected happens, they will have fruit this year and will definitely have a bumper harvest."

Feng Wuyao nodded, "After all, this thing is not food. Even if it is a bumper harvest, are you planning to send it all to the military camp?"

"There is now the military camp that paid for it. I bought some in the military camp last year, and it looked quite a lot, but for 50,000 soldiers, it really is nothing."

That's true.

There are so many people.

"But this year's yield of skin and fetal fruits is estimated to be more than twice as high as last year. Duan Liu came to me before and said he had found a few good winemakers and had already brewed the fruit wine. I came here today and wanted to bring it to you to taste it."

Feng Wuyao raised his eyebrows, "Can skin and fetal fruit make wine?"

"Of course, but I heard that this sweaty skin fruit will be bad if you make wine. It tastes good when you eat it directly, but it looks a bit ugly. If you make wine, the fresh skin fruit is just right."

The fruit of the tree's bark and fetal fruit is just picked. Although the fruit is fragrant, it is sour and astringent. It should be placed on the fruit rack for "sweating". After half a month, the fruit turns from hard to soft, and the color changes from yellow to black sauce. At this time, it becomes a veritable black fruit and can be eaten.

At that time, because this look was really not good, Qin Zicheng was very resistant to tasting this thing.

"Since it's useful, it's okay to plant more than one more."

"Yes, every family has fields and trees, and life will get better and better."

The two went all the way down, returned to the farm, and then tasted this special fruit wine.

"It tastes pretty good, it doesn't taste like a skin-fetal fruit."

"There are also some other things added to it. If you are interested, I will ask Duan Liu to come here with Fangzi."

"No."

Feng Wuyao refused directly, but she didn't think about making a fortune by making a fortune.

Besides, if you make it yourself, how can you drink it more comfortable to drink it ready-made?

"You came to me not just to show off this fruit bar?"

Qin Zicheng smiled a little embarrassed when he was hit by the center.
Chapter completed!