Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old

Chapter 577: The Letter Arrived

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Jiang Yue looked at the potato and said, “How about we call this one a potato?”

“A potato?” Xue Sifu raised his brows. “Not bad. They’re like beans from the soil. But these beans are too big, even bigger than our family’s soybeans.

Liu Guixia and the others were also quite happy and readily agreed. “Then let’s call it potato!”

“What about these three?” Yu Hongyan immediately asked with a smile. “It also grew in the soil. I don’t think it’s easy to name it.”

Jiang Yue looked at Xue Yan.

Everyone thought that Jiang Yue didn’t know how to name it and wanted to let Xue Yan do it, so they all looked at Xue Yan as well.

Xue Yan was silent for a while, then pointed at one and said, “Red sweet potato, white sweet potato, and purple sweet potato.”

“Oh? Good, good, good.” Liu Guixia was all smiles. She felt that the name was really good. “It’s already dark, so forget about harvesting them today. Tomorrow, we’ll cut these into small pieces and let the chicken peck at them first like before. If the chicken is fine, we’ll bring them back and have a taste.

Alright, let’s eat, dinner is ready.”

The next morning, she really fed the chickens with those things.

Soon, everyone in the village knew that Jiang Yue and Xue Yan had named those things potatoes and sweet potatoes. Sweet potatoes came in three colors red, white, and purple.

Two days later, nothing happened to the chicken, so Liu Guixia and the others were relieved. They decided that it was edible, so they asked Jiang Yue and Xue Yan to dig more.

Jiang Yue and Xue Yan came back to the field. This time, they took a small hoe and placed it in the basket on the back. It was still Xue Yan who carried it. Jiang Yue’s hand was held by Xue Yan as usual, and the older one was taking care of the child.

Just as Jiang Yue and Xue Yan went to the fields again, on the other side, outside the imperial capital, a delivery boy dressed as a shop assistant arrived at the Heavenly Spirit Temple .

The young man was obviously very respectful to the people of Buddhism. The moment he entered the Heavenly Spirit Temple and saw a monk sweeping the yard, he quickly put his palms together and greeted him.

The monk who was sweeping the floor put down the broom and put his palms together. “Amitabha. Is there anything I can help you with?”

“Someone asked our ship to deliver a letter to a benefactor named Yunzi. It’s written on the letter that they’re staying at Heavenly Spirit Temple. I hope that this letter will reach them safely.” The young man quickly took out the topmost letter from the many letters in his bag and handed it to the monk sweeping the floor.

After that, the young man left.

The monk who was sweeping the floor watched the young man leave before he chanted Amitabha again. Then, he took the letter and went to find Yunzi of the Heavenly Spirit Temple.

The Heavenly Spirit Temple’s monk was astonished. Who knew that benefactor Yunzi was here?

He still sent the letter to the most secluded meditation room in the back courtyard to the Empress’s maid — Hui Xiang.

Hui Xiang was also extremely surprised as she hurriedly entered the inner room and reported, “Empress, I don’t know who it was that knew you were here and even wrote you a letter.”

The Empress, who was over 50 years old, was sitting inside, striking the wooden fish, reciting the scriptures, and holding Buddha beads. When she heard this, she didn’t have much of a reaction. Only when she finished reciting the scriptures did she stop striking the wooden fish and slowly put down the Buddha beads. “Oh?”

Other than her two biological sons and the current Emperor, no one else knew that she, the Empress, was here.

Even if the monk knew about it, he was an eminent monk and was merciful. He couldn’t say anything.

The others in the monastery only thought that she was benefactor and had no idea that she was the Empress.

Yunzi was naturally her alias name.

“This is the letter.” Hui Xiang presented the letter with both hands and was extremely respectful.

The Empress had seen countless storms and waves. She was a very calm person, but when she noticed the words on the envelope….