Seeing that they had beaten them to it, Lu Qi and the others no longer held back and went down to the field one after another.
Didn't all these people buy seeds from Grandfather?
This means they've set their sights on her other vegetable varieties. Yue Fuguang's mind probed into the hidden ring on her finger.
Seeing the eight-story-high shelf filled with all kinds of seeds, I felt relieved!
Come on, everyone. She's contributing to the food supply of Dayan. Although the points for this task aren't many, the number of tasks to be completed on the task panel is getting smaller and smaller, and she still feels a great sense of accomplishment.
After pondering for a long time, Emperor Mingxi finally asked the question that was the main purpose of his trip: "Fuguang, when will your merchant friend from the sea be able to send us the seeds of potatoes, corn and sweet potatoes?"
With a smile on his face, he couldn't help but joke, "I recently made a fortune, and the national treasury is full, so we have prepared the money to buy these seeds."
Minister of Revenue Dong Qianli chimed in, "That's right. It was I who oversaw the packing of the boxes by the clerks below, ensuring that there wasn't a single copper coin or a tael of silver inside."
Who among them didn't know the Little Immortal Lord's preferences? It was fortunate that only they knew, otherwise, with the reputation and influence of the Immortal Abode, wouldn't the copper coins and silver be devalued?
After all, if even the gods wouldn't want it, what kind of good thing could it be!
Yue Fuguang said, "Your Majesty, please rest assured about preparing the land. My friend sent me the message the other day, and it will definitely arrive in half a month at the latest, so it won't delay the planting in the spring."
Based on the planting times of the three crops provided by the system, and the geographical location of Shangjing City, the best time to plant potatoes is from late February to early March.
The best time to grow corn is from early April to early May, while the latest time to grow sweet potatoes is when the temperature is consistently above 15 degrees Celsius.
Yue Fuguang guessed that corn would be planted in mid-April, but since she had never experienced spring in the capital, she wasn't entirely sure.
We can only rely on professionals like Old Master Wang to assess the sowing time themselves; all she needs to do is provide the planting manual.
Emperor Mingxi felt a great weight lifted from his heart and nodded happily, "That's good. We'll all wait. Don't worry, the items are all things your friend likes."
Finally, Emperor Mingxi, still not entirely reassured, emphasized it again and again.
Yu Chongshan promptly patched the hole, looking at Yue Fuguang with a loving expression and said, "Our Fuguang only likes these things, is it because of this friend's influence?"
The moonlight nodded.
But the system quickly jumped in to debunk that claim: "That's not true at all! The little beads are all influenced by their owner!"
Moonlight retorted, "You are my spirit; if you're not affected by me, who will? Why don't we break the contract?"
They're just like those people who threaten divorce at the slightest disagreement...
The system quickly coaxed, "Master, Little Bead only has you as its master. It won't go anywhere else. Please don't break the bond with Little Bead!"
He tried his best to act like a sycophant.
Ignoring the floating moonlight, he continued, "This little bead is far more useful than that Moon Spirit Bead."
Tell me about it.
As the group listened to the two of them bickering, they walked towards the estate. When it was lunchtime, the weather was nice, and Yue Fuguang suggested having a barbecue.
The proposal was unanimously approved by the seventh prince and several princesses, which was a novel experience for them.
The Moonlit Light was well-prepared, and all the ingredients it brought out were already processed. When they saw the golden fresh corn, the ruler and his ministers of Dayan were speechless.
"Your Majesty, this is fresh corn and is not suitable for planting."
Emperor Mingxi nodded, still feeling a pang of heartache as he looked at the corn roasting over the fire, so he walked away to look at the other things.
The main idea is to keep things out of sight, out of mind!
Old Master Wang is different. If he can't beat someone, he joins in. He not only roasted corn with Yue Fuguang, but also asked her about more than a dozen ways to eat corn, whether it's dry or wet, and how to store it.
The system ignored the floating moonlight and continued, "Master, I can also tell stories, stories of the celestial realm. Haven't you forgotten them all? How about I help you review them, little bead?"
Upon hearing this, everyone present softened their movements considerably, even military generals like Wei Shouyi treated the skewers much more gently.
Emperor Mingxi, who had retreated, secretly moved back a few steps and sat down at the table closest to their grill.
The crown prince, who was more than ten meters away, quickly seized the opportunity and ran to his father's side to 'show filial piety' before his younger siblings.
The water-pouring motion was so fluid and seamless that the princes and princesses were left speechless.
Yue Fuguang glanced at these people's little actions and chuckled to himself. Had they forgotten that the sounds heard within a hundred meters were all the same?
Within 500 meters, they could hear the system's voice without any issues. In order to ensure they could hear each other's thoughts and communicate normally, she hadn't chosen surround sound.
Everyone kept working and listening intently, finally hearing the little immortal say, "Then tell us something."
The system thought about the myths it had downloaded on Aquamarine Star, and whether it was due to the influence of its host, it still preferred the theological system and myths of the Xia Kingdom.
They were now imitating the gods of the Xia Kingdom, so they asked, "Master, do you still remember Sun Wukong?"
"The Monkey King, Sun Wukong?"
Yes, that's him. Does Master remember him?
"I don't remember much. What happened to my Monkey King?"
The master knew that he had just returned from studying under the Bodhi Patriarch of Fangcun Mountain and then caused a great disturbance in the East Sea Dragon Palace.
Not only did they forcibly seize the Dragon King's magic needle, but they also demanded the golden chainmail and cloud-walking shoes, among other treasures.
Upon hearing this, Yue Fuguang laughed and said, "If it's something my Monkey King can do, then it would take dozens of immortals to lift that Sea-Stabilizing Iron Needle."
In my hands, Monkey King, it's an incredibly powerful staff, but wielding it is as effortless as the one in my hand.
At this moment, Yue Fuguang's genes stirred, and he picked up the very straight and handsome stick and swung it around a few times.
The level of skill he displayed was evident; he must have done this countless times in his past life!
That staff... that Ruyi Jingu Bang (the magic staff that stabilizes the sea), the Great Sage later named it 'Ruyi Jingu Bang'.
I recently heard from King Yama that the Great Sage stormed into their Underworld, tore up the Book of Life and Death, and even crossed his own name off the list.
"Well done! How could the King of Hell possibly concern himself with the life and death of my Monkey King?"
Everyone listened intently, their hands trembling slightly involuntarily. This Monkey King, Sun Wukong, from Little Immortal Lord's tale, was truly a divine being.
They dare to cause trouble in the Dragon Palace, and they also dare to venture into the Netherworld.
One of them was in charge of their weather and their harvest, and the other was in charge of their life and death. These gods were beings they revered and feared, and this guy had brazenly offended them both!
Those who had been immersed in officialdom for many years couldn't help but stroke their beards and ponder in secret: what exactly was the background of this Sun Wukong's master, that Bodhi Patriarch of Fangcun Mountain?
They had never heard of this deity before, but the fact that his disciples from the Dragon Palace and the Underworld could cause such a ruckus showed just how revered he was!
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