It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 343

The Hao family's farm affairs were managed by a dedicated person who usually lived in a farm outside the city. So when the Fu family's chief steward came to visit and asked about "cotton", Mr. Hao was surprised at first and then became confused.

"I haven't heard that this... cotton is grown in the farm." Master Hao wanted to ask Manager Fu Jia if he had been deceived, but seeing his expression that did not allow for doubt, he tactfully called out, "Go and get Hao San."

After the servants left, Master Hao explained, "Hao San is the purchasing manager for our mansion. He deals a lot with the village head and the people from Dongshan Village you mentioned, so it would be more convenient to ask him."

A moment later, Hao San hurried into the house and bowed to the two men above him. Then he heard his master ask him, "That little girl from Dongshan Village received two new kinds of seeds from our mansion. Do you know which farm the cotton is grown in? Is cotton really as good as she said for keeping out the cold?"

Hao San was very nervous. Jiang Yan hadn't come to the mansion to sell mountain products for half a month, and she hadn't mentioned cotton the last time she came. Fortunately, the mansion had only packed her two kinds of seeds, excluding the reed seeds.

He lowered his head and reported, "If I remember correctly, this grain called cotton was distributed to Caojiazhuang in the south of the city for trial planting. I have never seen it before, and this is the first time I have heard of its ability to resist cold."

Master Hao was not very satisfied: "Humph, the family takes such good care of her, why did they keep such an important matter secret?"

Although only Jiang Yan was mentioned, Hao Sanmin sensed that the master was also very dissatisfied with him, and quickly explained, "Master, when did she recognize this cotton? She didn't know it when she talked to me twenty days ago."

How could Master Hao know?! He glanced at Fu Jia, who was silent beside him, and without any hint, continued, "That's because she wasn't sincere. If she had been sincere, she should have told you a few days ago."

Hao San felt the same way, but recalling her nervous expression when she left, he helped explain, "It seems like she and her village are being targeted. She said at the time that she was afraid of accidents and might have to hide for a few days until the danger was resolved, so she won't go into the city for now."

Hearing this, Fu Jia, who had been staring at the blue-white porcelain cup with double flowers in his hand, finally looked at Hao San: "When?"

Hao San counted on his fingers, "July 23rd."

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Another group of people came to Dongshan Village.

After Jiang Yan saw the two guards Baiyi and Baier coming forward and respectfully addressing him as "the steward", he finally got to see the true face of the steward who was in charge of business affairs in the Fu Mansion and rarely appeared in public.

Walking alongside the chief steward of the Fu Mansion was the master of the Hao Mansion, and one step behind was the third steward Hao and their other subordinates.

A moment later, Bai Yi came over and said, "Jiang Yan, take the steward and Mr. Hao to the field to check on the cotton."

Jiang Yan quickly glanced around and obeyed quietly.

When they arrived at the destination, following the signal from the Fu Mansion's steward, the head of the Fu Family Village went in first to take a closer look, and then the head of the Hao Mansion Village followed slowly.

Jiang Yan stood on the edge of the field and stared intently, thinking in his mind how to dissuade them from pulling the weeds out so as to reduce the losses.

"Where have you seen cotton?" The Fu Mansion's chief steward suddenly asked. He still had an impression of Jiang Yan's past experiences and deeds. According to common sense, there were many things she shouldn't know.

Jiang Yan's heart tightened, "I've never seen this before."

"Then how did you know this thing was called cotton?"

"The word 'cotton' appeared to me by chance in a dream. Later, when I saw the fruit of this plant crack open and the inside looked like reed catkins, I used this name. I don't know its true name."

The chief steward of the Fu Mansion stared straight at Jiang Yan with his dark eyes, his eyes full of inquiry.