Normally, a well-placed bee-attracting box can attract bees three to five times. Of course, this also depends on the season, climate, geographical location, local nectar sources, and bee species.

After waiting a few days, Yun Ling took her homemade bee trap, knife, and two jars up the mountain. Yun Ruoxia wanted to learn a thing or two, so she followed along. She put a veil in the basket and put it on herself when she got close to the bee trap, so as not to arouse suspicion.

As the two approached the bee trap, they heard the buzzing of bees. Yunling was delighted and carefully opened the wooden cover. She saw a small beehive in the upper right corner, its surface covered with countless bees. If Yun Chu had seen this, she probably would have fainted on the spot.

Just as Yunling was about to put away the beehive, she seemed to have forgotten something very important!

If beekeeping is done using traditional methods, a round bucket is used, with bees kept at the top and honey produced at the bottom. No foundation is needed. Generally, after one or two years, more than 30 kilograms of honey can be produced, and the quality and appearance of the honey are excellent.

Yunling wanted to harvest and sell the honey as soon as possible, so she made the beehives with partitions to facilitate the collection of royal jelly in the future. However, she overlooked one problem: the foundation. To create a smooth and flat comb in movable-frame beekeeping, foundation is essential.

"Auntie, let's not lure the bees for now."

"Why? Why not just take the box away?"

“I forgot some steps, and even if you lure the bees back now, they will have a hard time surviving.”

Yun Ruoxia looked regretful. "Then we don't want this honey?"

"Winter is coming soon, let's leave some food for them."

Yun Ruoxia still felt it was a pity, but since Yun Ling had already said so, she naturally couldn't dwell on it anymore.

After Yunling put the wooden lid back on, she quickly ran down the mountain. It was still early, and Yun Shenghua had not yet returned, so she borrowed a piece of paper and a pen from Yun Chu and drew a flat honeycomb diagram on the paper.

"Lingniang, what is this painting you made? It's so densely packed, it's too..."

"Sister, this is very important. Whether we drink porridge or eat rice depends on it."

Yun Chu was puzzled by Yun Ling's mysterious demeanor, but Yun Ling always had her reasons for doing things, so she could rest assured.

Tonight's dinner is steamed rice with shiitake mushrooms and pork jerky made by Zhang. The pork jerky lost its original luster as the rice was steamed, but it did not affect its taste at all. The aroma of shiitake mushrooms and pork jerky permeated the rice, making the relatively bland rice seem to come alive instantly.

But Yunling had no interest in tasting it. She looked at Yun Shenghua and asked, "Father, do you know any beekeepers?"

Yun Shenghua quickly put down his chopsticks, wiped the grease from his mouth, and asked in confusion, "Are you thinking of learning from beekeeping experience?"

"No, I was thinking of buying some old combs to make nest foundation."

Yun Shenghua didn't know anything about old or young nest materials, nor did he know what a nest foundation was. He would do his best to fulfill any request from his family, so he nodded in agreement.

“Okay, our boss loves honey and always buys it from experts. Asking him should help us find a way.”

"Thank you, Father."

**

Yun Shenghua's employer, surnamed Fu, jokingly asked with a smile when he heard Yun Shenghua say he wanted to buy honeycomb, "Are you planning to start beekeeping?"

How did the master know?

"I'm just guessing, but does Dad need to support him?"

Yun Shenghua quickly shook his head, "To be honest, it was my youngest daughter who said she wanted to raise bees for fun."

Fu Jin's eyebrows twitched twice. He seemed to remember that Yun Shenghua's youngest daughter was only seven years old. Wasn't she afraid of being stung while raising bees at the age of seven?

"Brother Hua, we can't be careless about this."

"It's alright, my family is watching."

Knowing that he doted on his daughter, Fu Jin stopped trying to persuade him. He took out some ointment from the drawer and made an appointment to go to Lishan Village together in two days. He then said happily, "I don't care about anything else, but you have to send the first batch of honey to me to taste."

"Okay."

Fu Jin was just joking, but after seeing him, Yun Ling immediately made up her mind to give him this batch of honey.

There was no other reason than that she felt Fu Jin had a very gentle aura, just like the kind old man who used to live next door to her in the basement and took care of her, which she missed very much.

The three of them rode in a carriage out of the city and headed towards Lishan Village. After entering the village, they drove all the way to the foot of the mountain before getting out of the carriage and walking.

This mountain is very steep, as if it stands upright, so the locals originally called it Lishan (立山, meaning "standing mountain"). However, because the character "Li" (立) didn't sound very nice, they changed the name to Li (荔, meaning "lychee"), hoping that it would be evergreen and bear abundant fruit like the lychee.

Yunling sensed that the mountain's energy was very strong, and naturally, the supernatural power within her body also became stronger.

"Go this way, this mountain is very steep. The locals could hardly move an inch at first, but they later carved out these eighteen bends to lower the steep slope."

"Master, please go first."

Yunling blinked. Uncle Fu spoke to her father as if they were old friends, while her father was polite and didn't dare to overstep his bounds. Yunling had never understood these social niceties, but her father must have his reasons for doing so, so how could she criticize him?

Following the winding road uphill, they soon came across a round barrel, followed by another. Not far away, under an old locust tree, an old man was cutting down the nest's comb. It seemed they had arrived at just the right time.

The old beekeeper's surname was Gu. His family had been beekeeping for three generations, and everyone in Lishan Village knew about it. Yunling looked at his honey and guessed that it was mainly supplied to high-ranking officials, wealthy merchants, and the price must be quite high.

Gu Chongwu was all smiles when he saw his familiar guest Fu Jin. He also dared not neglect Yun Shenghua, who was brought by Fu Jin. When he saw Yun Ling, he even cut off a small piece of the old nest spleen and handed it to her.

Yunling took the small piece of blackened honeycomb, thanked her, and put it in her mouth. The taste was really not good, but the main reason for eating honeycomb was its nutritional value. You can't have your cake and eat it too.

"Uncle Gu, are you selling this old nest?"

Gu Chongwu couldn't help but re-examine Yun Ling. At such a young age, she actually knew that this was a bee nest. Looking at Yun Shenghua's loose clothes, he didn't seem like a beekeeper. Where did this child know?

How many do you want to buy?

How many can you sell?

"Oh my." Gu Chongwu's interest was piqued. He discovered that besides teasing bees, it was also fun to tease children. "What do you want to use it for?"

"I want to eat it, it's delicious."

Yunling wasn't lying. She bought the honeycomb, processed it, and used it for beekeeping. Once the bees produced honey, she naturally wanted to eat it, and it was delicious. There was absolutely nothing wrong with it.

But Gu Chongwu didn't believe it. Even if Fu Jin wanted to eat, he wouldn't ask for it as generously as she did!