The tall man held a kite in his hand, his clothes fluttering in the wind, and his face was so handsome that all the flowers pale in comparison.

Hearing this, Rong Xi smiled and answered frankly, "I do have some interest."

Seeing him admit it so generously, Hu Yulin was slightly surprised. However, when I think about how Rong Xi usually behaves in a carefree and open manner, I feel that this is how it should be.

He asked again: "What about you, Prince Qin..."

Qin Ke handed the kite to the boy, who was delighted and grateful. Just then he heard Hu Yulin asking him something, so he said, "Hu Shaodong, it's getting late. Dalang and I will go home first."

Duan Changjin raised his head and glanced at the blue sky. The golden wheel was hanging high in the sky. How could there be the saying “it’s getting late”?

Hu Yulin's eyes flickered slightly.

Go home? In the eyes of Prince Qin, Rongzhai can be a home?

He glanced at Rong Xi and saw that he looked apologetic but did not refute Qin Ke's words. He shook his head helplessly.

Rong Dalang and Prince Qin communicated with each other. As a close friend, although Rong Dalang had no right to interfere, he was still worried.

Nobles often admired male prostitutes. It was natural that Dalang, who was so gentle and elegant, would catch the eye of Prince Qin.

However, the Prince of Qin is in a high position with great power. If this is just a whim, how will Dalang end up?

Thinking of this, he took a step forward with courage and asked, "May I ask the prince, do you have any thoughts of marrying a wife?"

This was too rude, but Hu Yulin blurted it out in a fit of anger.

The customs of the people in Wei were relatively open, and there were many men who formed marriage contracts, and some men would hang out with other men after getting married.

Hu Yulin naturally hoped that Rong Xi and Qin Ke belonged to the former, that they loved each other and would not marry for the purpose of continuing the family line.

But Qin Ke was the only son of Princess Mingyi and Marquis Changxin. If he formed a bond with a man, he might be criticized by his elders.

What should we do if Dalang gets injured because of this?

Jiang and Duan were both shocked by Hu Yulin's question and looked at Qin Ke hurriedly.

Qin Ke had a stern expression and dark eyes. He stared at Hu Yulin for a long while before he said solemnly, "If you don't have true love, why would you want to marry?"

He turned his head and looked at Rong Xi, his expression suddenly softened, "Da Lang, what do you think?"

Rong Xi smiled brightly and bowed to Hu Yulin to express his gratitude.

"Brother Xuanshi's friendship will be remembered in my heart."

Even though Qin Ke tried to restrain his aura, there were still few people in the world who dared to question him. Hu Yulin was worried about Rong Xi, so he asked her courageously, which really touched Rong Xi's heart.

"Da Lang, you are too kind." Hu Yulin narrowed his eyes, hiding the fleeting loneliness, and smiled, "Just don't blame me for being nosy."

He bowed and apologized to Qin Ke again, "I have offended you just now, I hope you will forgive me."

Since Hu Yulin cherishes Gu Rongxi, Qin Ke would not feel any resentment towards him, and he even feels a little admiration for him.

"Hu Shaodong is Dalang's best friend, there's no need to be so polite."

He and Rong Xi stood side by side, one was tall and handsome, the other was slender and graceful, they were a perfect match.

Hu Yulin watched quietly for a few breaths, finally put aside the secret thoughts in his heart, and smiled freely.

"The prince has a broad mind, Yulin admires him!"

After a few words, Rong Xi and Qin Ke rode away on horseback.

A few days later, Zhang Zhi came to Rong's house to report.

"My dear, the new fertilizer has been properly spread on the fields as you instructed, and the corn has been planted in the soil."

Rong Xi praised him.

"In a few days, when I have all the farming tools, I will need you to help me plant the white sedge."

Linxi Town is small, so any new things will spread quickly.

Rong Xi bought white buns from traveling merchants and filled them with cloth to use as winter clothing, which was amazing.

Zhang Zhi had seen cotton-padded clothes from Liu He, and they were indeed very warm.

Now that I heard that Rong Xi wanted to plant white daisy, I was so happy.

"My dear, I heard that the white sedge was brought from the Western Regions. Can it be grown here?"

Rong Xi smiled and replied: "Whether it can be successful or not, we will know after we plant it."

He had previously asked the workshop's blacksmith to help him make farm tools for growing cotton seedlings.

Cotton seedling cultivation is rather complicated and requires suitable temperature. If the temperature is too low, it is difficult for the plants to develop; if the temperature is too high, the seedlings may be easily burned.

He had no plastic film to use, but fortunately he had the help of a glass greenhouse.

A few days later, the farm tools were ready. Rong Xi called Zhang Zhi and personally demonstrated to him how to use the farm tools.

Everyone in Rong's house also gathered to watch.

"My dear, this is very similar to a coal-pulling machine!" Liu Zishi exclaimed.

Rong Xi smiled and nodded, it was indeed similar to a coal-pulling machine.

He did not get many cotton seeds, and after removing the damaged ones, not all of the remaining seeds could successfully germinate.

In later generations, cotton seeds were all treated with protection, but the Wei Dynasty did not have such conditions and could only leave it to fate.

Everyone in the Zhang family and the Rong family worked together and finally put the seed bed in order.

The so-called seed bed is a cylindrical block of earth made by farm tools with a depression on the top for placing cotton seeds.

They then put cotton seeds in and waited for the seedlings to grow.

Liu He followed Rong Xi's instructions and opened the small door of the glass house every morning to ventilate and dissipate heat for the cotton seeds. When the sun set, he closed the small door and covered the house with a straw mat to maintain the temperature at night.

Half a month later, Liu He arrived excitedly.

"My dear! They've sprouted! They've sprouted!"

Everyone in Rong's house gathered in the glass house and looked inside. They saw that some of the seed beds were indeed showing a tender green color.

Rong Xi took a quick glance and felt a little relieved.

The germination rate was not low, about 60 to 70 percent, which was within his expectations.

When the cotton seedlings grow a little bigger, they can be transplanted into the fields.

He asked Liu He to continue to take good care of it, and called Zhang Zhi and handed him a new farm tool.

This is used for digging the earth. When the seed bed is transplanted into the field, it needs to be leveled and placed in the soil pit.

Zhang Zhi understood what was going on as soon as he heard it, and immediately took his family to dig a hole in the field.

Some neighbors didn't understand what he was doing and couldn't help asking.

Zhang Zhi smiled and replied, "I was just following Rong Langjun's orders."

The neighbors had no choice but to stop asking. No one has ever guessed what Rong Langjun will do. When he planted potatoes a few months ago, everyone was puzzled and waited and watched. Later, the potatoes sparked a heated discussion, and everyone began to blindly trust Rong Xi.

Since it is Mr. Rong's order, it will definitely be of great use!

Suddenly someone asked in surprise: "Zhang Zhi, how come the rice seedlings in your field are so strong?"

What the man was pointing at were the seedlings that had been planted not long ago.

Zhang Zhi had already noticed this and said with a smile, "After sowing the seeds, Rong Langjun asked me to spread new fertilizer. I think the new fertilizer worked."

The seedlings in his field were indeed taller than those in other families' fields, and looked healthy and strong.

When everyone heard this, they all gathered around and asked, "What new fertilizer?"

Zhang Zhi answered patiently: "The method that you came up with yourself is called phosphate fertilizer."

Someone asked anxiously: "Is there any new fertilizer?"

Farmers are not stupid. They have been working in the fields for decades and are familiar with farm affairs. Seeing that Zhang Zhi's seedlings are growing well, they naturally want new fertilizer.

Zhang Zhi said blankly: "I don't know."

"Go back and ask Rong Langjun!" the neighbor said loudly, "If the rice seedlings grow well, the harvest will be good this year!"

Everyone agreed.

Zhang Zhi had no choice but to agree.

The next day, he went to find Rong Xi and explained his purpose.

Rong Xi felt very relieved when he heard this. He was worrying about how to promote phosphate fertilizer. Now his own thriving seedlings have inspired his neighbors, which is exactly what he hoped for.

"Tell the neighbors that there is still some phosphate fertilizer left, but it is expensive and needs to be traded for money. Once the phosphate fertilizer is applied to the soil, it will be effective for five years."

Generally speaking, in the first year, crops can only absorb half of the nutrients. If the fertilization method is proper, the phosphorus will not be easily lost and can be retained for about five years.

Zhang Zhi was shocked and delighted.

In this way, purchasing phosphate fertilizer once every five years is worthwhile even if the price is not low.

He went back excitedly to tell his neighbors. Some of them shook their heads and lamented when they heard the price. Some of the bolder ones wanted to buy an appropriate amount of phosphate fertilizer to ensure the healthy growth of the seedlings.

The issue of phosphate fertilizer first started in the small town of Linxi and later spread to Mengshan County. Some people came in person to compare Zhang's seedlings with other seedlings and were very excited.

If we can have five years of good harvest, what does it matter if we spend some money?

Phosphate fertilizer caused a stir in Mengshan and gradually spread outside Mengshan County.

The county magistrate, Chen Yi, had always attached great importance to farming. After hearing the news, he personally led the officials of the county government to conduct an in-depth investigation of the fields.

After comparing the seedlings, he looked extremely excited and had some plans in mind.

He went to the prison specifically to look for Rong Xi.

"Mr. Rong, phosphate fertilizer is very effective. If all the farmlands in Wei can use it, wouldn't it be great?"

Rong Xi took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, then smiled and said, "What Shen Mingfu said is very true, but Xi's power is limited, the phosphate fertilizer he made is scarce, and the price is unaffordable for ordinary people, so it is very difficult to promote it."

"If you like, I can set up a special workshop and call on craftsmen to make it. At least all the farmland within the jurisdiction of Mengshan can get phosphate fertilizer."

Rong Xi knew why he attached so much importance to this matter.

His three-year term is about to end. If the grain output in Mengshan this year far exceeds that of previous years, he, as a county magistrate, will naturally have made great contributions and there is hope for promotion.

Rong Xi had originally intended to promote phosphate fertilizer, and since Chen Yi was willing to contribute money and effort, why not do it?

So he agreed.

Time flies in the busy official duties.

Inside the glass house, the cotton seedlings have grown. Rong Xi instructed Zhang Zhi to carry the seedlings to the fields, plant them and apply phosphorus fertilizer.

Nowadays, the county government has mobilized people to make fertilizers, the output of phosphate fertilizers has increased, the price has been reduced by several percent, and more people are using it.

As the weather got warmer, Rong Xi changed into thin clothes and tied a belt, which made his waist look slim and strong.

For more than half a year, Rong Xi exercised every morning. After Qin Ke patiently taught him how to defeat the enemy, his figure became more and more slender. No matter what clothes he wore, he was pleasing to the eye.

Liu Zishi felt extremely proud every time he saw it.

Rong Lian also privately praised Liang Siwen: "Brother's demeanor is becoming more and more extraordinary."

But for Qin Ke, Rong Xi was getting thinner and thinner, which made him feel distressed.

"My dear!" Jin Jili ran up to Rong Xi and asked excitedly, "Can I go fishing?"

"Why do you want to fish?" Rong Xi asked gently.

A few months passed, and Jinjili's hair had grown a little longer. He tied it behind his head with a band, revealing his entire face, which looked extremely handsome.

Although he has an eccentric temperament, he is quite elegant at certain moments, which is extremely contradictory.

Jin Jili replied fluently: "I have nothing to do but want to catch fish."

He was not bullied in Rong's house. Rong Xi always indulged him, so he was quite brave.

"How do you catch fish if you don't have any fishing gear or boats?" Rong Xi asked deliberately.

Jin Jili's expression shrank, and after thinking for a few breaths, he said solemnly: "I can make it myself!"

Seeing that he was very serious and didn't seem to be talking nonsense, Rong Xi couldn't help but feel a little interested, "Can you build fishing boats and fishing gear?"

Jin Jili nodded hesitantly.

Considering that he is very good at swimming, Rong Xi believes him a little.

"If you need raw materials, you can tell Zishi and ask him to buy them for you." Rong Xi said with a smile.

He was not stingy, he just wanted to see how capable Jin Jili was.

Jin Jili left happily.

"I have sent people to investigate. Before the Western Region caravan, Jin Jili was rescued by other caravans on the coast." Qin Ke's eyes were indifferent. "He may have come across the sea."

Across the sea? Rong Xi suddenly raised his lips and smiled. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a thin figure wandering outside the door.

"Third brother, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Rong Mo walked in slowly and handed the paper in his hand to Rong Xi.

Ever since he rushed out of the study room in a hurry last time, Rong Mo never took the initiative to look for Rong Xi again. Rong Xi heard from Liu Zishi that Rong Mo often took the carriage out of the house to conduct experiments.

Everyone in Rong's house was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and praised him for his perseverance.

What is written on the paper in his hand should be Rong Mo's answer.

Rong Xi lowered his head and looked. In a moment, his expression changed suddenly, and he was extremely surprised.

The theory on paper may seem simple, but it is better than countless people in thinking.

The author has something to say:

Actually, I don’t know what the clod of earth where cotton seeds are placed is called. The dialect calls it very strangely, and I couldn’t find the scientific name, so I made one up myself. If I’m wrong, please correct me!

ps: Cotton seedling cultivation is not that simple, so I won’t write about it in detail. Basically, what I wrote is quite exaggerated, please forgive me~