Hertz genuinely respected and doted on his young wife. He believed in her intelligence, so when he saw with his own eyes that the enhanced version of quinoa growing on the land he had given Qingyin yielded several times more than usual, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, his eyes burning with passion as he looked at his beautiful wife.
"Zhao'er, you are a gift from the gods, a treasure bestowed upon the grasslands."
Qingyin blushed at the praise, "Great Khan, these seeds are not only my achievement, but also the achievement of Lin Mai and other adults. Great Khan, you should reward them as well."
Hertz: "Okay."
Having temporarily satisfied her need for food, Qingyin plans to take the next step to help the grasslands become prosperous.
The grassland is flat, so there's no rush to build roads.
However, when it comes to how to quickly utilize resources, Qingyin was the first to notice the sheep grazing everywhere on the grassland.
Wool is a great material; it can be used for sweaters, hats, pants... and so on.
The more Qingyin thought about it, the more plans she had in mind.
Hertz looked at his busy little wife with a helpless expression. He held his petite wife in his arms and placed her fair hands on his broad chest with a wronged look. He said, "Zhao'er, you've helped them so much, why don't you help me back?"
Qingyin was utterly speechless at the man's blatant and flirtatious actions.
She rolled her eyes and tried to break free from the man's large hand: "I'm busy with important business!"
"Well, I have important business to attend to as well."
Hertz stared even more intently at his wife in his arms, holding her tightly in his embrace.
"Alright, I'll come back early tonight, okay?" Qingyin said helplessly to the man.
"Then I want to come along too."
This guy was shameless enough to insist on staying by her side, and Qingyin had no choice but to let him follow her.
Seeing Qingyin packing her things to go to what she called the "laboratory," Hertz stood guard beside his young wife like a silent, massive city wall.
The so-called laboratory was a relatively spacious room divided into more than a dozen rooms, where all sorts of strange and unusual things were being studied, but most of the people inside looked unkempt with dark circles under their eyes.
Even after hearing the door open, no one paid any attention to the entrance.
Instead, he stared at the object in his hand and shouted, "Hahahaha, I've figured out the treasure the princess was talking about! This black stone and this green stone, plus a little of this powder, and it becomes glass!"
"Oh, what?! Old Xu, you did it! Let me see!"
...
The cacophony of voices quickly rose up as they huddled together. Had it not been for Qingyin's reminder, they would likely still be engrossed in the progress of their research.
"Has Lord Xu invented glass?"
Qingyin smiled and praised the old man in black who had shouted the first time.
The old man, known as Lord Xu, was a talented individual that Qingyin had brought from the Qing Dynasty. He was 45 years old (by Chinese reckoning). It was said that this lord had a son in the Qing Dynasty who was also quite talented in these areas. Qingyin couldn't wait to bring these people over.
Hearing the familiar, pleasant voice, Old Xu and the researchers looked up in surprise, "Your Highness!"
The princess did arrive, but she was accompanied by a powerful Khan.
As they expressed their admiration for Qingyin, they added, "Greetings, Great Khan!"
Seeing that these people respected his young wife more than he respected himself, Hertz wasn't angry and obediently remained a dignified background figure.
However, this backdrop, even just standing there, exuded its own imposing aura, making the people below somewhat nervous.
Seeing her rather nervous ministers, Qingyin rolled her eyes at Hertz, who insisted on following her.
Hertz gave his young wife an innocent look, "These people are just too cowardly. It's not my fault, Zhao'er, do you believe me?"
Qingyin: "I'd be a fool to believe you!"
During their exchange of glances, Qingyin didn't forget to praise these working people who had made progress!
"Lord Xu and all the other officials are indeed people I trust. They have made progress so quickly. I believe that everyone will soon be able to research the target. At that time, these products will be labeled with your names, so that everyone can see your wisdom."
Hearing Qingyin's words, the group became incredibly excited, as if they had been injected with dog blood, and wished they could work a few more nights to set an example for others.
Qingyin nodded in satisfaction as she looked at the group's spirits.
Walking into another research room, we found that it was staffed entirely by women. These women were much cleaner than the rough men from before; each one of them was impeccably clean, even those with patches on their clothes.
Upon seeing Qingyin's arrival, the group hurriedly sat up, looking at her with delighted surprise: "Great Queen!"
Perhaps it was the woman's keen observation, but the group quickly noticed the sweaty man following Qingyin. "Sweaty man."
Hertz nodded calmly, but his eyes remained fixed on Qingyin, who was standing in front of him interacting with the women.
Qingyin looked sincerely at the young woman with delicate and gentle features who was leading the group and said, "Madam Mo, I've been thinking a lot lately. We have so much wool on our grasslands. Since the sheepskins can keep us warm, why can't the wool be made into clothing?"
When asked the question, Mrs. Mo hesitated for a moment, looking confused. "And all these years, no one has ever been able to make clothes out of this wool."
"Yes, the fact that no one has been able to make it proves that it's not impossible to make these wools. Just like silk can be made into clothes, these wools aren't much different. As long as we use some methods to combine them together..."
Qingyin looked at Madam Mo, whose eyes were growing brighter as she listened to her, and stopped trying to seduce her with satisfaction. Well, another one is done.
Looking at his wife, who was coaxing Madam Mo like a little fox, Hertz's eyes were full of pride and excitement. His Great Queen was a gift from the gods, possessing intelligence that was no less than that of men, and was good at discovering the strengths of every man and woman.
After sharing her thoughts with Madam Mo and guiding people in the right direction, Qingyin decided to head home.
The couple leisurely followed the path back to their palace.
On the way, I ran into Lass, who had dark circles under her eyes and a receding hairline that seemed to have receded by a millimeter.
Looking at the loving couple, Qingyin and Hertz, who seemed like a match made in heaven, their eyes were filled with resentment. "It's fine if the Great Khan enslaves his humble servant, but why did he have to take my wife away too..."
That's right, Madam Mo is Lasso's wife. When Qingyin is evaluating talent, she doesn't care about status or gender.
Under Lasso's resentful gaze, Qingyin looked at the sky and the ground but not at people, leaving the task of dealing with the people to Hertz.
Hertz looked at his wife, who had clearly left the matter to him, and smiled indulgently. He then looked at Laso and said, "Lady Mo has lofty ambitions, so how can you say that we are forcing her? Does Laso also think that it is good for a woman to be immoral? If so, I, the Great Khan, am not afraid to explain this to Lady Mo."
Lasso!!!
If the lady were to hear such words, she would surely kill him!
Lasso gave an awkward smile: "Then I'd better not."
As he spoke, he disappeared like a wisp of smoke.
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