Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

“Pff!” Unexpectedly, Yang Ye would say such a thing, Director Gu was choked by a slice of braised pork.

He coughed a few times and then drained his cup of tea in one gulp.

More than a year had passed, but the Prince’s self-love syndrome had not improved at all.

Prince Wei had been pampered since childhood, his status was high, he looked good, so ever since he entered adolescence, he was the object of admiration for the ladies in the Capital City.

Having been indulged by everyone, he naturally developed a narcissistic temperament.

In his own words, all beauties in the world could not escape his charm.

Well, Qiao Xiaomai had obviously rejected him so clearly, yet he interpreted the refusal as coquetry.

Director Gu lifted his sleeve to wipe the corner of his mouth and thoughtfully said, “She’s a countryside girl. She might not have thought of playing hard to get?”

“How could she not? Would a stupid person do such a thing?” Yang Ye’s beautiful phoenix eyes stared at the full table of dishes, and the breath in his chest that he couldn’t swallow made him grind his teeth.

“Hmm…What if she really doesn’t want to be a kitchen maid in the Wang Residence? As far as I know, her family now has more than 300 acres of farmland, which can be considered as small landlord.” Director Gu said.

“Can a small landlord be compared to a kitchen maid in my Prince Wei Residence?” Yang Ye lifted his long brows.

“Everyone has their own aspirations.” Director Gu said.

Yang Ye’s handsome face then turned even darker.

A kitchen maid from his royal residence, can she not outdo a few hundred acres of land!

“To be the head of a chicken rather than the tail of a phoenix, perhaps this is her consideration.” Director Gu advised.

Although Yang Ye is narcissistic and his temper is not good, deep down he is not bad and he had never bullied others because of his status, so now Director Gu could only try to make excuses for Qiao Xiaomai along Yang Ye’s temper.

But these excuses didn’t improve Yang Ye’s mood at all.

No matter how you comforted him, he, the Prince, had been rejected by a country bumpkin girl.

This breath must be vented!

Qiao Xiaomai returned to Ji Wei House and took the ten taels of silver given by Shopkeeper He, then hurried home with Qiao Changshun in a donkey cart.

Midway, the sky began to drizzle, and both father and daughter put on their rain gear. But compared to the raincoats of later generations, these were nothing. By the time they got home, their clothes had already gotten quite wet.

Qiao Xiaomai changed into dry clothes and went to the kitchen to make ginger soup.

After drinking two large bowls of ginger soup, she started cooking. Before this, Qiao Dami had only eaten a few pastries, so she did not cook.

The light drizzle continued until nightfall. Outside, one could not see their hand in front of their face and even going to the toilet required the carrying of an oil lamp—since Qiao Changshun and Qiao Dami were there, she dared not use a flashlight.

She also had to avoid the rainwater on the ground, as she only wore cloth shoes, which would get wet as soon as they touched water.

The inconvenient conditions coupled with the pressure from Yang Ye made Qiao Xiaomai feel down. When she woke up the next day, the weather had cleared and the sun came out, but her mood did not improve.

While Qiao Xiaomai was sad, so was Tong Sanlang.

This morning he had gone to the Ji Wei House again under the guise of selling game, when he learned of yesterday’s events.

Her Highness Prince Wei, had his eyes set on Qiao Xiaomai!

Prince Wei has two famous quotes:

All beauties in the world can’t escape his charm.

All fine food in the world can’t escape his stomach.

Even though Xiao Xiaomai rejected Prince Wei yesterday, considering her cooking skills and Prince Wei’s character, it’s still uncertain!

Shopkeeper He didn’t know about Tong Sanlang’s little thoughts, he just simply told Tong Sanlang about it and said somewhat wistfully, “If Miss Qiao really goes to Prince Wei’s Residence, then our Ji Wei House will make a lot less silver.”

Tong Sanlang took his words to heart.

However, what he cared about was not making money, but the person Qiao Xiaomai.

No one in his own house supported his courting of Qiao Xiaomai.

Now he hadn’t even figured out his own thoughts, but Prince Wei had appeared.

The man was rich, powerful, high-ranking, handsome, and cultured.

He had originally thought that once he was successful and stood at the peak of this world, he would be worthy of Qiao Xiaomai.

But now, a man standing at the peak had appeared.

Even though this man was only interested in Qiao Xiaomai’s culinary skills, it was enough to make him feel burdensome like a mountain..