Chapter 124 Ying Zheng Playing with the Cat
I swallowed it too fast and couldn't taste it.
Zhao Yuanxi only felt that something was melting and his abdomen felt a little hot, but soon the feeling disappeared.
Unexpectedly, one day, she actually experienced the feeling of Zhu Bajie eating the ginseng fruit. It was both happy and disappointing.
Zhao Yuanxi was originally a powerful and fragile hero, but now he is a powerful and fragile hero who can withstand magic attacks.
She began to count the cotton seeds given to her by the system.
Cotton has a long history of cultivation in ancient times, with a variety of varieties. It began to appear in the Han Dynasty, but it was not widely promoted until the Ming Dynasty.
The seeds also carried a small amount of cotton fiber. After careful identification, Zhao Yuanxi determined that the seeds given by the system were upland cotton, which has only become popular in modern times. The fibers are longer and easier to weave.
The thing is good, but it's a pity that the system doesn't care about people. Planting cotton is not a big problem, the key is to make it into ready-made clothes.
This is simply unreasonable!
Qin's productivity simply does not have the conditions to accomplish this task. The system is forcing itself to upgrade its technology.
Zhao Yuanxi even suspected that the system failure just now was also a scam!
You came in with hot water and prepared to comb the empress dowager's hair, but saw her sitting cross-legged on the bed, supporting her head with her right hand, with a worried look on her face.
She put the basin down and asked, "Is the Queen Mother having a nightmare?"
"It's worse than a nightmare!"
If this was really a dream, Zhao Yuanxi would still be happy for a while, but the cotton seeds in his hand were not fake.
Seeing that the empress dowager was still in the mood to joke, You knew that nothing serious was wrong with her, so she used a silk cloth dipped in warm water to clean her face.
Zhao Yuanxi took the towel and wiped his face roughly.
Even though she was used to the Queen Mother's "rude" behavior, You still felt a little embarrassed.
Zhao Yuanxi was about to put the towel back into the basin when he suddenly asked, "You, how are these cloths made in Qin?"
It took You a while to realize the Queen Mother's question. Although puzzled, she answered honestly, "In Qin, cloth is divided into silk, woolen cloth, ramie cloth, coarse cloth, and linen. I wonder which kind the Queen Mother is referring to? If you're referring to the one in your hand, it was woven by the weavers in the weaving room on a loom."
Zhao Yuanxi still remembered the weaving room commander. Aren’t the clothes they wear every day made there?
At that time, she had the idea of buying new clothes for the people in Liyang Palace, but they couldn't make them, so she had to put the matter on hold.
Karma is a cycle, she still can't escape this!
Zhao Yuanxi didn't worry too much about the cotton matter, but directly handed the seeds to Xu Yi and asked him to be responsible for this matter.
The Guanzhong region is suitable for the growth of various crops, and cotton is no exception. In addition, there are Ba County and Shu County, which are also major cotton producing areas. The land, good varieties, and climatic conditions are all suitable. All that is needed is the money and people.
Zhao Yuanxi isn't short of money right now, she's short of people—
Even though many farmers have already helped, it is still far from enough.
Zhao Yuanxi told Ying Zheng about this and highly praised the wonderful uses of cotton.
She thought Ying Zheng would write a letter back to her and send some people to her, but she didn't expect Ying Zheng to come quietly.
Zhao Yuanxi had just returned from outside, and the first thing he saw was a young man lying on the rattan chair where he usually loved to lie. He was holding Zhao Yuanxi's fishing rod in his hand, with the little hat that Ziying liked hooked on one end of the rod.
Ziying jumped up to grab it, and Ying Zheng moved the pole in his hand, and the hat immediately flew in another direction.
He turned a good fishing rod into a "cat toy".
Ziying missed several times and his little face was filled with grievance and tears were about to fall. Fusu did not dare to be angry or say anything to his father, so he could only try to find a way to get the hat back for Ziying.
Zhao Yuanxi's face was full of black lines. He was such a grown-up, yet he was still bullying a child here!
When Ziying saw Zhao Yuanxi coming back, he stopped trying to grab the hat. Instead, he threw himself into Zhao Yuanxi's arms, wiping his tears with his hands, and complained, "Mother, he bullied me! He stole my hat!"
Ying Zheng was in a very good mood. The rattan chair creaked as he rocked it. He took back the small hat and held it in his hand. "I found it, so it belongs to me. Instead of thanking you, you are rude. I should punish you."
Zhao Yuanxi held Ziying in his arms and snatched the hat directly from Ying Zheng's hand.
Ying Zheng wanted to refuse, but unfortunately he was not as strong as Zhao Yuanxi.
"Don't cry, I got the hat back for you!" Zhao Yuanxi put the hat back in Ziying's hand.
Ziying looked at the hat that was pulled out of shape and cried even louder.
Ying Zheng laughed heartily, gloating over his misfortune.
Zhao Yuanxi was slightly embarrassed and touched Ziying's head. "This hat is old and has become deformed by pulling. I'll have Grandmother make one for you someday."
Ziying sniffed, tears still on her eyelashes, "Really?"
"Of course it's true. Don't you believe in the Big Mother?"
Ziying really didn't believe it. He had seen what his grandmother had made, and it was so ugly! But this was made by his grandmother, and Ziying felt that it must be better than his own.
He responded muffledly.
Zhao Yuanxi put him down, ruffled the hair on his forehead, and patted his butt. "Go play with Fusu!"
Ziying raised his chin towards Ying Zheng in a boastful manner, snorted, and ran away holding Fusu's little hand.
Ying Zheng sneered, "You little thing, you have quite a bad temper."
Did he think that this little trick could make me angry?
Oh--
Zhao Yuanxi looked at him and couldn't help laughing when he saw his sour face.
Ying Zheng turned his head and looked over, his eyes gloomy and a little sarcastic, "The Queen Mother seems to be living a comfortable life these days."
Zhao Yuanxi pushed the rattan chair, and Ying Zheng fell back, lying in the chair, swaying up and down with it.
"You, are so bold!" Ying Zheng was angry.
"Your Majesty, you seem to be feeling quite comfortable now." Zhao Yuanxi crossed his arms and looked him up and down. After not seeing him for half a year, he seemed to have become more mature.
Ying Zheng was about nine feet tall, which would be about 1.9 meters tall in modern times. With such a tall figure, he looked a bit cramped when he huddled on the rattan chair customized for him by Zhao Yuanxi.
But looking at it this way, Ying Zheng wasn't that scary after all, especially that face that looked similar to Fusu. Zhao Yuanxi managed to find some cuteness in it.
"Oh!"
Ying Zheng snorted coldly, dropped his long legs to the ground, and stood up directly, returning to his former posture as the King of Qin.
Zhao Yuanxi felt a little regretful. It turned out to be just her illusion. The word "cute" could never be used to describe Ying Zheng.
"What brings you here today, Your Majesty?" Zhao Yuanxi felt unhappy when he saw his look.
"Her Majesty, have you forgotten that it was you who wrote the letter to contact me personally?"
Zhao Yuanxi had a strange look on her face. She wanted Ying Zheng to give it to someone else, and didn't let him come in person!
However, thinking of his own strategy mission, Zhao Yuanxi felt that it would be a good idea for him to come a few more times.
She immediately changed her expression and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, it was indeed me who asked you to come!"
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