Before they knew it, it was late at night and the two had been chatting for three hours.
Li Rongrong was worried that Fusu had been too tired these days, and said distressedly: "Fusu, you should go and have a rest, don't tire yourself out."
Fusu nodded, "Okay, you should rest early too."
Although they were extremely reluctant, they still ended the call.
Fusu looked at the mirror and couldn't suppress the smile on his face.
Li Rongrong lay in bed, thinking about his words, with a sweet smile on her face, and fell asleep.
The next morning, Fusu got up early, washed, tidied his clothes, and went to the farm.
When he arrived, Fusu was already sweating slightly, but he didn't take time to rest and walked straight to the greenhouse that had been built.
In the greenhouse, the tender green seedlings swayed gently when the farmers watered them, as if waving to them.
These sprouts have been carefully cultivated and have already broken through the soil. They are not only growing well, but also have full leaves, bright colors, and are full of vitality.
...
...
As I passed by, I happened to hear two farmers whispering.
"This fairy seed is really good. I have been planting this for my whole life, and I have never seen such a fast germination rate and so many seeds."
"Yes, if we can all grow this kind of seeds in the future, we won't have to worry about food."
"Who says it's not true? With such a small harvest, we still have to collect taxes... Alas..."
The farmer was about to say something, but the farmer next to him slapped him in the face. The farmer realized what was happening and immediately fell silent. He didn't say anything.
He turned his head and saw Prince Fusu. He bowed quickly and spoke with a stutter, "Prince...Prince."
Seeing that sweat was already appearing on the farmer's forehead, Prince Fusu did not make things difficult for them. He nodded, walked around them and went straight to the farm.
The farmer behind him finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the two looked at each other and stopped talking.
Many of the foods that Li Rongrong sent before were made of pork. They were not only delicious but also had no fishy smell.
After finding out the reason, he specially found an experienced butcher and asked the butcher to study how to castrate pigs according to the method given by Li Rongrong.
Thinking of this, he walked into the farm.
All I saw were groups of fat pigs eating feed leisurely in the pen.
He walked up to an elderly butcher and said with a smile, "Old butcher, have you made any progress recently?" Fusu asked with concern.
Upon hearing this, the old butcher quickly put down his work and replied respectfully: "Sir, I am trying the method you provided, but this castration method, although it seems simple, is actually not easy."
"However, I will do my best to live up to your trust."
Fusu nodded and signaled the butcher to continue.
He stood aside and watched the butcher's operation carefully.
After watching for a while, he couldn't bear to watch any more. He felt a chill in his heart, and it seemed that this job was not suitable for normal people to watch.
While he was hesitating whether to leave, the butcher had successfully castrated a pig, and his technique was skillful and looked quite professional.
"Not bad, not bad!" Fusu nodded with satisfaction and expressed his appreciation for the butcher's craftsmanship.
"Castration of pigs not only improves the quality of pork, but also reduces the smell of pigs, making the meat more delicious. If you work hard, I will give you some to take home when we slaughter the pigs."
The old butcher didn't expect that in addition to wages, there would be such a benefit, so he worked even harder, "Thank you, Master Fusu."
After drawing the pancake, Prince Fusu listened to the miserable howling of the piglets and felt that he did not want to stay any longer, so he went to other places to draw pancakes. Oh, he went on an inspection.
The idea of making big promises came to him one day when he was chatting with Rongrong and an employee knocked on the door.
He inadvertently heard the whole thing.
Looking at these farmers who are full of energy and tireless, this method of controlling people is indeed very useful.
After the inspection, Fusu went to the palace to report on his work.
The moment Fusu stepped into the palace, a solemn and majestic atmosphere hit him.
He took a deep breath, straightened his robes, and walked steadily towards his father.
Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng was kneeling in front of the table, his eyes were like torches, majestic and inviolable. When his eyes fell on Fusu, his majesty seemed to have added a bit of softness and expectation.
"Fusu, you are here." Qin Shihuang's voice was low and powerful, revealing an unquestionable authority.
"Yes, father." Fusu saluted respectfully, then stood up and looked at his father firmly. "I came here to report to you the progress and achievements of the Daqin Textile Factory."
Qin Shihuang nodded slightly, signaling Fusu to continue.
Fusu took a deep breath and began to speak.
After hearing this, Ying Zheng showed an approving look on his face: "Fusu, you did a good job this time."
Fusu felt warm in his heart, and thinking about the newspaper, he told him everything they had discussed last night.
After hearing this, a gleam of admiration flashed in Qin Shihuang's eyes.
After he implemented the measure of unifying the writing system, small seal script was not completely popularized, and many people still used the other six languages in private. This newspaper is an opportunity to popularize small seal script again.
Those women were illiterate and did not know the policies of the Qin Dynasty. This happened in Xianyang City. He did not dare to imagine how many such things happened in other places.
The emergence of this newspaper will also play a significant role in conveying government orders.
Fusu waited for a long time but his father did not speak. When he was hesitating about how to persuade him, Qin Shihuang waved his hand and issued an order, "Come here, summon Li Si, Chunyu Yue, and Meng Yi to come."
Fusu was delighted and immediately understood his idea.
My father was planning to let the three of them do it, so that they could check and balance each other and no one idea would dominate.
Fusu was thinking, but unexpectedly, Qin Shihuang suddenly changed the subject: "Fusu, you know what? I have always valued you. You are not only smart and talented, but also kind-hearted and broad-minded."
Fusu was stunned when he heard this.
I originally thought that my father didn't like him, which was why he demanded so much from him and always looked dissatisfied.
I didn't expect... Is this how he is in his father's heart?
Prince Fusu clenched his hands, sat upright, and said solemnly: "Father, Fusu understands."
Ying Zheng looked at Fusu's determined eyes and confident smile. He patted Fusu on the shoulder and said, "Fusu, you are very good. I believe you can do it. Go, it's time to harvest at the border."
Fusu bowed respectfully and left the palace.
After leaving the palace, Fusu hurried back to his residence and contacted Li Rongrong through the mirror again.
"Rongrong, I have reported my work to my father and will be going to the border in the next few days." Fusu said.
On the other side, Li Rongrong was still watching the bicycle manufacturer unloading goods into the warehouse when she suddenly felt the movement of the mirror.
When they reached a deserted place, she took out her mirror and whispered, "Well, you go wait in an open area later, and I'll bring the bike over."
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