Chapter 210 Watermelon Patch



Tang Jian held Lin Zao in his arms with heartache. No wonder she was so independent, and the murderous aura she sometimes inadvertently revealed was all due to her experience in the apocalypse.

Tang Jian said sincerely, "From now on, my wife will always have me!"

Lin Zao leaned against Tang Jian's chest, quietly enjoying this warm moment.

After a moment, Lin Zao said, "So I can't figure out what the Celestial Master's intention was in hiding this crystal core in that stone ox horn?"

Several thoughts flashed through Tang Jian's mind, but unfortunately, he couldn't come up with any solutions.

"Well, things will work themselves out. What's meant to happen will happen. We'll deal with it as it comes. Don't overthink it, madam. Let's get some rest."

Lin Zao had no choice but to give up and nodded in agreement.

As usual, it was another hot and passionate night.

The next day, Tang Jian set off for the military camp before dawn again.

As time went by, the two children resumed attending school at the Prince's Palace, and the weather became increasingly unbearably hot.

Tang's mother wiped the sweat from her brow and looked at Lin Zao, who was still weeding in the field.

"Hey Zaoniang, it's so hot today, why don't you take a break and have some tea before you start working?"

"Mother, please wait a moment. There's only one last bit of grass left to pull."

Lin Zao pulled out all the weeds from her watermelon patch, then poured the water from the bucket onto the watermelon seedlings that had grown to the height of her palm.

Although watermelons prefer dry conditions, too much dryness is not good either; they still need to be watered every now and then.

These are watermelons grown in her specially established plantation, along with other fruits and vegetables with shorter ripening periods, such as tomatoes, sugarcane, and cantaloupes.

Normally, all she needs to do is water the plants, pull weeds, and remove pests; she's not busy at all.

The sun was so strong it made her dizzy. In just a short while, Lin Zao felt drenched in sweat. She wished there was a refrigerator so she could jump in and cool off for a while.

Unfortunately, there was no ice in ancient times. It seems that some families would dig up some ice in winter and store it for use in the summer.

In this weather, ice outside would have been selling for exorbitant prices, but unfortunately it's too hot and all that ice has already sold out.

Now she almost wishes she had ice-type superpowers.

Just as she was thinking this, an idea suddenly flashed through Lin Zao's mind: she could probably make ice herself?

Making ice with saltpeter is a skill that almost everyone in modern times knows, but it seems that no one in this dynasty had used it yet.

She thought of the Taoist priest who had traveled from the apocalypse. Could it be that he never thought of making ice from saltpeter because he himself possessed ice-type superpowers?

Okay, since he didn't make it, she'll make it herself.

It seems that she hasn't noticed anything related to modern times in many things that have been passed down to this day, except for the suturing technique of the Great Medicine Valley.

Everything else conforms to ancient customs. Didn't this Taoist master bring some modern knowledge into ancient times?

The thought had barely crossed Lin Zao's mind when she was immediately drawn to the sweat dripping down her forehead.

No, we need to go back and make ice first.

After finishing her work in the fields, Lin Zao pushed Tang's mother's wheelchair back home, not even drinking any tea.

As soon as he returned to the hall, he had someone call the butler over.

"I need some saltpeter. Go and find some for me."

Butler Wu was somewhat confused. Wasn't saltpeter a medicine? What did Madam need saltpeter for? Was she ill?

Thinking of this, Butler Wu immediately became nervous.

"Madam, are you feeling unwell? Shall I go and fetch Physician Hua immediately to take a look at you?"

Seeing that Steward Wu had misunderstood, Lin Zao realized what was going on and quickly explained:

"No, I'm not sick, and neither is anyone else. I just need the saltpeter to conduct a small experiment. Butler, please prepare it without worry."

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