Chapter 2317 Fairy Pear

She turned her head and counted the piles of baskets on the ground, which gave her a headache. If these things were sent out, how many people would be red-eyed.

A pear from a fairy tree can be sold for thousands of taels of silver.

In fact, this pear is really not as evil as others have said. No matter how big it is, it is still a pear. It tastes a little sweeter than ordinary pears, and it is also a little bigger.

Buying a pear for 1,000 taels, there are really a lot of people spending money in this capital.

And with so many pears, if they all sold them, they would all earn hundreds of thousands of taels of silver. How could it be the other people's turn to fry the pears from the Shuo Palace to a sky-high price.

"Look at it." Shen Qingci stood up straight, and also gave instructions to Baimei. She carried the half-eaten pear and walked out. By the way, when she reached the door, there was He turned back again.

"You send a few to the two young masters, and let them try something new."

It is the pear picked from the tree, which has a natural fragrance, sweet and crisp.

Once you eat it once, it's impossible to forget it.

Baimei responded, and picked out some of the most beautiful pears from among the pears, and sent someone to deliver them to the courtyard of Luo Yuxi and Luo Yuyi. Both young masters went to Xiangjue Temple, and at nightfall At that time, it should also come back.

"Be careful!"

When Baimei raised her head, she happened to see a servant who didn't hold her hand firmly and touched a pear directly, which also shocked Baimei. If it fell, it would be broken. One thousand taels of silver, just like this, it's gone, she can't afford it.

Fortunately, the well-known guard was also quick-sighted, reached out and took the pear in his arms.

Baimei hurried over, took the pear from the guard's hand, and checked left and right for a long time. After finding that there was nothing wrong, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it is really just a pear, whether it is appearance or taste, it is a pear, but it is a pear from Shuo Wangfu, which is equivalent to wearing a gold dress on it, and it also becomes more expensive. , since it is also to be treated with care.

She carefully placed the pears in the basket, and then stood up straight again, telling them to be careful from time to time, if one fell, they would not be compensated if they were killed.

Finally, when night fell, all the big fruits on the tree were picked off without any danger, and none of the fruits were broken, except for those that had been bitten by birds, they were all packed in There are more than one hundred baskets in total. The number of these pears this year is really astonishing. Of course, those pears that have been gnawed by birds and those that are not very good-looking, Shen Qingci is naturally generous. Eat it for the people in the house.

Baimei cut the pears into small pieces, and she cut them into normal sizes, then she held the bowl and sighed from time to time,

"Why are you sighing?"

When Changqing came back, he saw Baimei holding a bowl and sighing from time to time.

What else could Baimei sigh, she put the bowl in front of Changqing.

Changqing leaned over to take a look, and couldn't help laughing, "I thought it was something, it turned out to be a pear."

As he spoke, he didn't care about washing his hands, so he squeezed a piece and put it in his mouth.

Baimei was really distressed.

"You have eaten dozens of taels of silver in this mouthful."

'cough……"

Changqing almost choked to death without his half mouthful of pears that he hadn't swallowed yet.

"Don't……"

Baimei quickly covered his mouth, "Don't spit it out for me. Swallow it all up. You can't waste it. If it wasn't for being bitten by a bird, I wouldn't be willing to give it to you."

Of course, she didn't say that the wife gave her several pears, but she was reluctant to eat them. Now they are stored in the ice cellar for her son, and they will be eaten by the son when he comes back during the Chinese New Year.

So they ate the pears that had been bitten by birds, but she was still reluctant to keep them for Changqing. The pears she saved so hard were not for him to eat and then spit them out.

Changqing swallowed the pear with great difficulty, and was almost out of breath.

And now that he is holding this bowl, he can't eat it no matter what.

"Is this a pear from Fuchu?"

Changqing is an old man in the mansion, how can there be a mouthful of dozens of taels of pears, but there are really some unborn ones, they are the pears in their mansion, is this pear picking today?

"yes."

Baimei really felt the pears from that tree, and they really didn't dare to eat them more and more.

It is more expensive every year. In the past, it was tens of taels, and then it was hundreds of taels. This year, she heard that it has risen to thousands of taels. They are not buying pears, they are clearly buying fairy fruits. .

And their husband and wife did not eat pears, but a loneliness.

Changqing held the bowl, standing there, neither sitting nor standing.

"Eat quickly, it won't taste good in a while."

Anyone who has eaten pears knows that peeled pears are best eaten immediately. After a while, the color will change, which means they are not tasty.

"Have you eaten?"

Changqing put the bowl in front of Baimei, the pears were cut really nicely, each piece was cut evenly, he was a little reluctant to eat it.

"My wife gave me a few good ones that I have eaten, and I keep them for my children."

Baimei smiled, and then pushed the bowl in front of Changqing, you eat it quickly, these are the ones I reserved for you, and they are cut up.

Changqing hugged the bowl, feeling so warm that she wanted to cry.

Baimei's temperament, he still can't know, she must have nothing to eat, and she kept it for their father and son. In Baimei's heart, although the wife occupies a relatively high position, their father and son are also very concerned. High, so tall that she is more important than herself. When she has good things, has she ever used or eaten them herself?

It was all given to him.

He used to be sore, but in Baimei's heart, those two foxes were more favored than him, but now, he knows that Baimei treats him no less than his wife.

"Let's eat together."

Changqing straightened Baimei's hair, "This pear may belong to Xianli. Look at you, it hasn't changed at all." It was the same little Meizi he knew back then, her facial features were more mature than before, but She is still young and beautiful, and there are not even a few wrinkles on her face.

Baimei pinched Changqing's face vigorously. No matter how old she was, she was still so glib. Although she said so, no one could see it. Those smiling eyes.

Changqing was pinched by a piece of flesh, and Dong grinned, but he was still smiling. He had a wife like this in his life, so what more could a husband ask for.

The pears in the bowl have a faint fragrance. This fragrance becomes more and more sweet in their nostrils. Of course, it is also sweet. There is also their life and the years that have passed, leaving no regrets. Also cherish it.