Since Emperor Feng Zhao and his entourage arrived at the inn, many other people who seemed to be of extraordinary status have also come here.
An Ge opened the management list and was in a great mood as she watched the progress and reputation points rise. "At this rate, I'll be able to upgrade soon."
The later the game goes, the slower the inn upgrades. An Ge thought back to the days when she could upgrade a level every month and felt a little nostalgic.
"Master is the best! Maybe we can even go further in the next selection." Little Seven's tiger face broke into a wide smile, as if it had thought of something good.
An Ge had to pour cold water on it, "Don't forget, even if everyone in the entire Daye Kingdom came to the inn, it might not be enough to upgrade the inn by two levels."
Although guest traffic is not the only condition for upgrading the inn, it is currently the most important one.
"There's always a way out. Let's take it slow. Our current ranking is already very good," Xiaoqi comforted her.
An Ge thought so too, which is why she didn't show too much eagerness. "This kind of life is pretty good, and it's the kind of life I want to pursue."
Aside from the special event that still looms over her head, An Ge is extremely satisfied with her current life.
Thinking about this unusual event gave An Ge a headache. The mission's progress remained unchanged, but she still dared not let her guard down. With more than half the time already gone, she became even more anxious.
"It seems we need a trigger. What could possibly put Emperor Fengzhao in danger?"
An Ge didn't expect this opportunity to come so quickly.
Since arriving at the inn, Emperor Feng Zhao has been playing cards and drinking tea every day, and has also made several friends. He is living a very happy life.
Consort De no longer confined herself to her room and became a core member of the square dancing group. When Emperor Fengzhao saw Consort De's strange dance, he initially found it somewhat unacceptable, but later he began to appreciate its charm.
If he hadn't been worried about the negative impact, he almost would have gone and danced along.
"You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky, let me keep you with my heart..." Emperor Feng Zhao hummed a little tune, looking leisurely and content.
According to Emperor Fengzhao's aesthetic standards, the dances and songs of square dancing were somewhat unbearable, but for some reason, after hearing them only once, these melodies lingered in his mind.
He didn't even know there was a term called "brainwashing".
"Your Majesty, you are so happy!"
Emperor Fengzhao looked at Li De with displeasure, "You old servant, what should I call you?" Fortunately, no one was around.
Li De was startled. He had been cautious for decades, but after only a little over a month at the inn, he had almost forgotten.
Thinking of the news he had just received, Li De didn't care about anything else. "Master, the superior seeds that Young Master Han cultivated before the New Year have already yielded a harvest."
Emperor Fengzhao, recalling Li De's supposed great joy, had a guess in his mind. "Go back and tell Prince Duan to come to my room." In his haste, he even forgot how to address him.
Inside the suite, Emperor Feng Zhao stared intently at Feng Jinghan, "How is the outcome of my son's upbringing?"
Feng Jinghan suppressed his excitement, "Father, even the lowest grade of land yields 500 catties per mu, and the yield of the highest grade is still unknown. Moreover, the maturity cycle from sowing to harvesting has been greatly shortened."
It's important to understand that in that era, even the best farmland yielded at most three to four hundred catties per mu. Moreover, whether in the north or the south, only one crop was planted per year.
Everyone present knew what a shortened maturation cycle meant.
Emperor Feng Zhao suddenly stood up, his breathing somewhat rapid. "Is this true?"
"There are still some fields that haven't been harvested yet, located on the outskirts of the city. Father can go and take a look."
Feng Jinghan was also extremely excited. When he first received the news, he couldn't quite believe it until he went to the suburban village in person and saw it for himself.
Emperor Fengzhao, not wanting to wait a moment longer, immediately led his men there. Halfway there, he suddenly stopped, asking, "Where is Prince Kang?"
Li De glanced cautiously at Emperor Feng Zhao, then immediately lowered his head. "Prince Kang went to relax with Princess Yi early this morning."
"Get the car ready immediately, let's go now."
Li De and Feng Jinghan exchanged a glance, wondering whether Prince Kang would still notify them or not.
Feng Jinghan shook his head and caught up with Emperor Feng Zhao.
In April and May, more than a month before the harvest, the fields on both sides are lush and green, and many farmers are working in the fields, their faces beaming with anticipation for a bountiful harvest.
Seeing this scene, Emperor Fengzhao felt much better, as he had been feeling somewhat depressed because of the matter concerning Prince Kang.
Fine, since I already have my own ideas, let Prince Kang be a carefree prince.
Before long, the carriage arrived at the farm, and the scene before them immediately changed.
The rice, which shouldn't have ripened by now, was a golden yellow, like gold scattered on the ground. The plump grains weighed down the rice stalks.
The accompanying guards and officials exclaimed in hushed tones, knowing just by looking at it that the harvest would be substantial.
Upon seeing Prince Duan's carriage, the farm manager immediately led several farmers to kneel and pay their respects.
Knowing that Emperor Feng Zhao did not want to reveal his identity, Feng Jinghan took the initiative to step forward and said, "Today we are here to see the harvest of superior seeds, please lead the way."
Suppressing their excitement, they led the others there. Perhaps it was too shocking, some farmers couldn't help but say, "It truly is a divine seed. I've farmed all my life, and this is the first time I've ever seen such a good harvest."
Thinking back to the days when they couldn't get enough to eat, several farmers choked up. Those who depended on the land for their livelihood knew what that meant.
Emperor Feng Zhao was moved by this situation and thought, "Things will get better in the future."
"What you say is true, sir!"
The group walked to a low-grade field and saw that the rice grains were plump and full, even better than those in the high-grade fields.
As the library's influence grows, new rice harvesters have appeared in Huaixi City. They can harvest three different types of fields in just half a day.
The accompanying officials acted as counters, their hands trembling with excitement as they looked at the numbers on the scales.
"Your Highness, all the rice has been weighed. 508 jin for the lowest grade, 686 jin for the medium grade, and 820 jin for the highest grade."
"Wow!" the crowd exclaimed in surprise. They couldn't even imagine such a number.
Emperor Fengzhao looked at the numbers recorded by the officials and laughed excitedly, "Prince Duan, how many of these superior breeds are there?"
"It's not widespread yet, but in just two or three years, the entire Great Ye Kingdom will be planting the Immortal Seed."
"Good, good! Well done, Prince Duan. This matter is now entrusted to you."
Looking at the golden expanse, Emperor Feng Zhao felt a surge of pride. No emperor would not want to leave behind an everlasting legacy, and with this single immortal seed, he could be remembered for eternity.
Emperor Feng Zhao was pleased to see that the joy on Feng Jinghan's face was genuine.
If this had happened under Prince Duan's rule, he would have been remembered for eternity. Now that Prince Duan shows no resentment, it is he who has acted like a petty person.
Emperor Fengzhao originally intended to stay at the inn for a while longer, but since the matter of the superior seeds was of great importance, he decided to set off for the capital ahead of schedule.
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