Looking at the dozen or so bulging cloth bags, each the size of a human head, on his desk, Cao Song couldn't help but frown.

"Grand Minister of Agriculture, what are you saying? I would never dare to harm the people. Some of these are from the treasury, and others were sent by His Majesty, who said that Marquis Dingbian sent people to bring them from the Western Regions!"

"The Western Regions??"

Cao Song was taken aback, then stepped forward, opened the cloth bag, and was stunned to see all sorts of seeds inside.

"These don't look like vegetable seeds, do they?"

Cao Song picked up a flat, black seed the size of a soybean and examined it carefully.

The magistrate of Taicang respectfully replied, "His Majesty's men said these appear to be seeds of melons and fruits!"

"melon.....?"

Cao Song was taken aback. Did the emperor want to watch the drama unfold?

The magistrate of Taicang nodded. "That's right, Grand Minister of Agriculture, what you have in your hand are watermelon seeds!"

"watermelon??"

The magistrate of Taicang said: "His Majesty said that this watermelon is shaped like a flat cattail and round, with a very green color. It turns yellow after a year. Its vines are like a melon, and it tastes sweet and crisp. The juice inside is especially cold."

"Sit around the fire, it works wonderfully!"

"What is all this nonsense?"

Cao Song felt his mind was in a mess for a moment. Why not use the greenhouse to grow vegetables and make money instead of growing watermelons? They sound delicious, but can they make as much money as leafy greens?

"Sigh, never mind, since Your Majesty wants to eat it, let's plant two greenhouses, oh... or maybe five!"

Thinking that the emperor, who was always diligent and hardworking in the affairs of the state, was craving melons, Cao Song didn't say much. Besides, he also wanted to see what kind of melons the emperor was so eager to eat.