Huo Jincheng chased Ding Youtian out. When he heard the village headman mention digging a cellar, he suddenly had an idea and walked straight towards the headman. "My father had a sudden idea one year and dug a cellar in our backyard. He also dug a fire pit underneath to warm the soil. That year, he actually grew a lot of Happy Three Yuan tomatoes. But the fruits were small and there weren't many."

The village head raised an eyebrow, exchanged glances with the clan leader, and asked, "Young Master, are you talking about the June persimmons planted in June?"

Huo Jincheng nodded: "Yes, we usually call it the Three Yuans of Joy, and some places call it the June Persimmon."

Uncle Ding San looked at the village head and the clan leader and said, "Warming up the soil is one solution, but there's no need to go to the trouble of digging a cellar to grow food. It's fine to just grow some fruits and vegetables that you want to eat out of season."

Huo Jincheng smiled and said, "I mean, why not dig a cellar first and try to see if it works by sowing in stages? If it works, wouldn't it be better to plant a large area in the spring?"

Ma Fuquan heard what he said was similar to greenhouse cultivation. It seemed that the wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated. He was about to speak when he heard Ding Youtian clapping his hands and saying, "Great! I think Brother Huo's suggestion is feasible, but it doesn't need to be so troublesome. I see Brother Huo's style and elegance. He must be short of money. Why not build a glazed house to try growing beans, and then dig a fire channel underneath to light a fire and increase the temperature? Wouldn't that be much easier?"

The Dayan Kingdom already had the technology to make colored glass. There were many colored glass lamps in the palace, and there were also colored glass lanterns among the people. Most of the wealthy families also had colored glass lamps hanging in their homes.

Ma Fuquan was the first to agree. What Ding Youtian said was what he wanted to say just now. The beans needed sunlight, and there would be sunlight in winter. Building a glass house to try planting them would be more successful than digging a cellar to plant them.

Huo Jincheng had no objection. After all, he was not the one who actually paid the money. He would write a secret letter to the prince soon. Based on his understanding of the prince, there was no reason for the prince to refuse anything that benefited the country and the people.

"May I ask what your father does? How does your family make a living?" asked the head of the village.

Huo Jincheng hesitated for a moment and said, "My father is a teacher in a private school, and as for me... I am just a businessman."

The village head said, "Oh!" and said, "He must be a big businessman."

The clan leader and Uncle Ding San both nodded. It was impossible for someone who was not in big business to speak so arrogantly.

Ding Youtian stroked his chin. Ah Man had come from the capital, and both she and Meixiang had mentioned the Imperial Palace. A villager had even told Ding Youtian about it as a joke, so he immediately guessed that Huo Jincheng's father was probably the Imperial Tutor. He hadn't expected this guy to be so influential, the son of an Imperial Tutor. Why would he come to this remote village instead of enjoying his life of luxury in the capital?

He also thought about how Blind Liu had asked him to swear when he agreed to teach him the art of government that he would never offer his knowledge to any royal family. At that time, he had no intention of becoming an official and secretly laughed at him, wondering how he could get to know the princes and nobles.

So now, does Huo Jincheng count?

He thought Huo Jincheng must be related to the imperial family, and he didn't know where that little Shi came from that could make Huo Jincheng so nervous about him.

The strangest thing was that his master, Blind Liu, who never got drunk, neither in the morning nor in the evening, got drunk tonight and even cried for a while.

This is all so abnormal.

For now, he can only keep it in his heart and wait and see. The truth will eventually come to light.

Jian Ning opened the door and came out. Huo Jincheng rushed towards her and said, "Madam Jian, I wonder..."

Before he finished speaking, Jian Ning stretched out his hand: "I am not a living Bodhisattva, I won't take it for nothing, give it to me."

The corner of his eye twitched: "Silver is easy to talk about, but I need to know first if Xiao Shi's hands can still be used, right?"

Jian Ning rolled her eyes at him. "Do you think I'm free? Are you just giving him a piece of cake? Rest well for two months, then do rehabilitation exercises every day. You'll be fine after a hundred days."

"really"

The village head, the clan leader, and Mr. Ding Sanye all stood up. Their eyes were shining as they stared at Jian Ning in disbelief and asked in unison.

Jian Ning nodded. "He's still young, and he used the best golden medicine in time. He'll be fine, if not fully recovered in a hundred days. It depends on his physical condition, but he might recover in a month or two."

Huo Jincheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Daddy!" Ah Man ran over, grabbed his robe and tugged at it, "Hurry up and get the banknotes for Auntie. Auntie wants to buy a carriage, and..." She turned and pointed at Ma Xiaomai, Dabao and the others, "Give them to Brother Xiaomai, Brother Xiaomi, and Xiaodou..."

Ah Man didn't know who was older between her and Ma Xiaodou. She waved her hand towards them and said, "Send a carriage to each of them, and also to uncle..."

Before she could point her finger at Ding Youtian, Huo Jincheng covered her mouth with his hand, lifted her up and clamped her under her ribs, then walked into the east room.

Yang Jinyu laughed so hard she fell over, secretly giving a thumbs-up to Ah Man, who was kicking her legs. Huo Jincheng put Ah Man down, still covering her mouth with his hand, and said to her seriously, "Man'er, you don't want to be a beggar begging on the street, do you? If daddy runs out of money, he won't be able to support you. You'll become a beggar, hungry every day, and you won't have beautiful clothes to wear. Do you want to become like that?"

Ah Man shook his head.

Huo Jincheng let go of her hand. She said "No" and covered her mouth again. However, she took her hand away and said, "I won't turn into a beggar. I can be a daughter to my aunt and a sister to Da Niu and the others. The dumplings at my aunt's house are delicious. Daddy, you haven't eaten them yet. Do you want to try them?"

"Okay." Huo Jincheng was indeed hungry. He hadn't had time to eat dinner yet. "Go ask Auntie if she has any left. If she does, cook a big bowl for Daddy."

"And me." Yang Jinyu said.

"Okay." Ah Man ran to the door and then returned. She looked at her father and Yang Jinyu and asked uncertainly, "Will this make my aunt's family go bankrupt?"

After asking, she covered her mouth with her hands and stared at her father.

Huo Jincheng was speechless. "No, your aunt has plenty of money. She's richer than Daddy and your Uncle Yang. They'll never be broke. Go and ask her to cook more."

After Ah Man ran out, Huo Jincheng asked Yang Jinyu, "Do you think I should consider sending Ah Man back? If she stays here, I'm really worried whether she will still be my daughter in the future."

"Before you worry about that, shouldn't you pay my master and apprentice's consultation fee first? You promised a generous reward yourself, it's not good to go back on your word. Hurry and give it to me. My master and I are exhausted, so I should have a share too."

Huo Jincheng reached into his pocket, pulled out a hundred taels of silver, and tossed it over. "That's quite a bit, enough for her to buy two carriages. As for you, if you dare to take it, I can't guarantee that I can keep a secret. This is the first time I've seen that lantern."

After saying that, he moved closer to the bed and lowered his voice, "What's going on with that lamp? Why is she afraid that Brother Ding will know? Who gave it to her?"

Yang Jinyu looked at him with disdain, "You are so gossipy like a woman, does your Taifu know about this?