"To be pollinated, these plants need external help, such as the bees on the flowers."
When they collect nectar, they carry the pollen from the rapeseed flowers into the turnip flowers, or they can do so with the help of the wind.
When the pollen of two plants combines, a new plant can be produced; therefore, this process is called pollination.
Nangong Qing blushed slightly and turned his face to the other side. He probably understood that plants and animals were connected and seemed to have some common relationship.
Su Luo took some cotton from home, rolled it into a simple cotton swab, and used it to pollinate the two kinds of flowers.
"You want more, you want more..."
Seeing that Su Luo was going to pollinate the flowers herself, Nangong Qing wanted to ask but was too embarrassed to, and even his words were intermittent.
Su Luo didn't think that much about it; she was just doing her job normally.
"I pollinate them more evenly so that the seeds have a higher chance of successfully growing into cabbages."
"oh……"
Nangong Qing stopped speaking.
Nangong Qing realized he was overthinking things; Su Luo would never even consider those possibilities. He even doubted his own rashness.
Su Luo's serious expression was truly captivating; looking at her from the side, her long eyelashes resembled wings.
She was completely focused on pollinating the turnips and rapeseed, so earnestly, as if nothing could faze her.
"They're gone..."
Su Luo walked up to Nangong Qing's side without him noticing. She saw that he looked dazed and was lost in thought.
When I left, he was still motionless.
"Su Luo, is that all? There are still many bees on the flower. Should we find some people to guard them?"
Will bees harm turnips and rapeseed?
Su Luo waited for him to come out, then closed the fence in the dry land again and said!
"No need, let them combine naturally without too much interference."
Nangong Qing was extremely learned, proficient in poetry, painting, and all sorts of arts, but they knew absolutely nothing about agriculture.
To keep up with Su Luo's pace, Nangong Qing had no choice but to jog.
"Su Luo, the soy sauce market in Changping Village has stabilized now. What do you plan to do next?"
"How about coming to Fumanlou? With our funds, we could easily open a branch in Anchangzhou. What do you think?"
Perhaps even Nangong Qing didn't know that he made up so many excuses just to see Su Luo more often.
"Let's wait a while. I wrote a letter to Elder Fan, and I'll send Yanchuan to Cangxi Academy tomorrow."
When the soy sauce from Changping Village is ready, the dishes at Fumanlou will reach an even higher level.
"We'll open another branch in Anchangzhou. If we're going to do it, we'll do it big and make it an instant hit."
Nangong Qing's smile faded slightly, so he would have no excuse to see Su Luo.
Su Luo herself rarely goes to Fu Man Lou unless there is something going on there.
Yes, something can happen at Fu Man Lou.
A mischievous smile flashed across Nangong Qing's lips.
...
The following day, the day Su Luo and Fan Hongzhen had agreed upon arrived, and Su Luo officially brought Yan Chuan to school.
Shi Shuang drove the carriage, and Brother He sat beside Yan Chuan, watching over him.
Sitting opposite her, Su Luo reached out and touched her son's shoulder, feeling a little worried. This was her son's first day at the academy.
"Chuan Chuan, don't be nervous..."
Yan Chuan took Su Luo's hands off with her small hands and said with a smile.
"Mother, I'm not nervous. I've been waiting for this day for a long time."
I've imagined the scene of starting school a thousand times in my mind, and I'm really looking forward to it.
"Mom, don't worry, I'm all grown up now. Grandma said I'll be six after the New Year, and I can take good care of myself. Don't worry."
A mother worries when her son travels a thousand miles. Although it wasn't a thousand-mile journey, he was only six years old.
Su Luo couldn't help but feel worried.
"Madam, I will take good care of the young master. My father and grandfather taught me how to take care of people."
Brother He solemnly assured Su Luo that he would be absolutely loyal to the young master and would put taking care of the young master first.
"Brother He, you must take good care of yourself too. I bought new paper and pens for you and Chuan Chuan. After you get to the academy, no matter how far away you are, you must listen carefully to the teacher's lectures."
"Um!"
After spending time together, Brother He was no longer so afraid of Su Luo and Yan Chuan. He felt that he was happier living in Changping Village than in the mansion in the capital.
He likes it here, his grandfather likes it here, and his parents like it here too.
Cangxi Academy!
As expected of a famous academy, it is built on a small hill, surrounded by green hills, with beautiful scenery.
In early spring, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the leaves are also vying to sprout new buds.
When the summer breeze blows, enjoying the cicadas singing in the evening is a unique and pleasant experience.
Standing at the foot of the small hill, there is a magnificent stone gate.
At first glance, it towers into the clouds, exuding a majestic aura.
Even the four large characters of Cangxi Academy: red pillars and carved rafters, flying pavilions adorned with vermilion.
Everything about this place demonstrates that it is the most respected and sacred place in the world.
"Excuse me, are you Lady Su?"
A person dressed like a pageboy ran down the steps and stopped in front of Su Luo and the others, asking a question.
"Yes, I am Lady Su."
The young pageboy smiled broadly and patted his chest, saying, "Luckily I made it in time, Madam Su. Dean Fan asked me to come here to wait for you."
The young page was so engrossed in the teacher's lecture that he almost forgot what Master Fan had told him, but luckily he had just come out to meet the person.
"Madam Su, please follow me."
Liu Shishuang stayed at the foot of the mountain to watch the carriage, while Su Luo led Yan Chuan and Brother He up the steps.
Heading towards this place that every family longs for.
Upon entering the academy, one could hear the sounds of students reading aloud, and Yan Chuan and Brother He both seemed to be enjoying the atmosphere.
Su Luo felt much more at ease about this.
When I arrived at Fan Hongzhen's Confucian building, the white-haired Fan Hongzhen was already waiting at the door.
Upon seeing Su Luo and Yan Chuan, he put his hands behind his back and walked towards them.
"Madam Su, I have been waiting here for a long time."
"Mr. Fan, you're too kind."
The young pageboy, fearing that Fan Hongzhen would find out he was late picking up Su Luo and the others, quickly bowed and took his leave.
"Dean Fan, I've brought the person over. I'll be going now."
"Um!"
Having received permission, the young uncle quickly slipped away.
Fan Hongzhen stroked his white beard, looked at Yan Chuan, then at Su Luo, and said.
"Madam Su, please come inside and have a seat."
"Thank you, Elder Fan."
Yan Chuan and Brother He stood beside Su Luo, feeling an innate fear of the old man in front of them.
“Madam Su, I have met your son once. I wonder if he has inherited your unfathomable virtues.”
Fan Hongzhen was referring to Su Luo's poetic ability and artistic conception. As Fu Manlou's poems increased, he became convinced that they were all written by Su Luo.
"Mr. Fan, you are too kind. I am just a woman and I don't have any merits. Now that I am entrusting my son Chuanchuan to your esteemed hospital, I will have to trouble the doctors there."
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