Zhao Wenqi began to grope the plow.
He Youyou then asked Zhao Changqing to keep an eye on him to prevent him from being cut by the sharp edge of the iron plowshare.
The shopkeeper was left questioning his life choices: Was this really a place for fun?
Just then, He Youyou walked up to him and asked with a smile, "Shopkeeper, I would like to order a set of farm tools from you."
Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper, recognizing a potential customer, nodded enthusiastically, "Of course, of course. What kind of item would you like to order, Madam?"
He Youyou pointed around the store and said, "I'll have one of each of these."
The shopkeeper was overjoyed: Hey, a big business opportunity has arrived.
"Okay, okay, we have all of these in stock. If you need them urgently, we can deliver them to your door today."
He Youyou shook her head: "Shopkeeper, I don't want the stock in your shop. I want something custom-made, with specific requirements for the style."
"Please speak freely, Madam."
He Youyou: Then I'll say it.
"Shopkeeper, I want all these farm tools made smaller."
"How small would you like, madam?"
He Youyou compared her height to Zhao Wenqi's.
"Let's shrink them all to half their original size."
The shopkeeper was taken aback: "What does Madam need such a small farm tool for?"
He Youyou pointed at Zhao Wenqi: "Oh, give it to him."
Shopkeeper: Wealthy people really know how to have fun.
Fortunately, everything in this era is handmade, so there's no need to make molds.
Changing the size to be larger or smaller is not a problem.
If there's money to be made, why wouldn't you make it?
The shopkeeper accepted the business on the spot.
"Madam, it will be completed in ten days. Please leave an address and I will deliver it to you then."
He Youyou did the math.
Zhao Wenqi left the palace every three days.
"Shopkeeper, I need it urgently. Can you expedite the process? I can only wait three days at most."
The shopkeeper hesitated, "This...I'm afraid..."
"We'll add 10% to the price as an express fee."
"Alright, I'll definitely deliver it to your door in three days."
He Youyou paid the deposit and happily left with Zhao Wenqi.
Zhao Changqing stayed behind to write down the delivery address for the shopkeeper.
After finishing writing, I left.
The shopkeeper reached for the piece of paper with the address written on it, and was dumbfounded again.
The Prince of Yue's Palace?!
The King of Yue?!
The newly appointed King of Yue?
Three days later, the Yue King's residence indeed received a set of farming tools delivered to their door.
The shopkeeper of that farm tool shop was also very good at handling things.
Not only did they make a set of farm tools that were one size smaller than He Youyou's, but they also made an extra set of palm-sized farm tool models for His Highness the King of Yue to play with his child.
They had thought of everything very thoroughly.
The iron parts of the model are replaced with wood, and the edges and corners are ground very smoothly so that they will not hurt your hands when you play with them.
He Youyou secretly admired: When it comes to dealing with people and situations, the ancients were truly remarkable.
On this day, Emperor Zhao Changheng summoned Qin Ming, a master of martial arts.
"What did the Second Prince do when he left the palace to visit the Fourth Prince?"
Qin Ming knelt on the ground and respectfully said, "Your Majesty, the Second Prince spent the entire day in the garden of the Yue Prince's residence... plowing the fields."
It must be said that the Second Prince is quite capable when it comes to work.
Zhao Changheng: ...Hmm?
"Plow?!"
"yes."
Which plow? Which field?
It wasn't the plowing he was thinking of, was it?
Zhao Changheng was unwilling to give up and wanted to confirm it again.
"The plow that tills the land?"
Qin Ming: "It's the plow that tills the land."
Emperor: You two, uncle and nephew, are really good at this.
Our great-grandfather conquered the world from the fields and worked incredibly hard to free his descendants from a life of farming and prevent them from becoming peasants.
Have you two regressed again?
Wouldn't this be considered an act of unfilial descendants and perverse behavior?
Next time we go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple to worship our ancestors, we won't dare let either of you in...
Another day, he summoned the two princes to his study to accompany him.
The prince entered with a dignified and proper posture.
The second prince also entered, but he was clutching the hem of his robe with both hands, as if he were carrying something inside.
"Your subject greets Your Majesty."
"Your subject greets Your Majesty."
After they were told to rise, the Second Prince Zhao Wenqi ran to the couch on the side and shook his hands, causing the things he had been carrying in his clothes to fall all over the couch.
Ever since they entered, Zhao Changheng's eyes have never left the Second Prince.
Seeing this, he couldn't help himself.
He stepped down from the dragon throne and walked straight to Zhao Wenqi's side.
"Wenqi, what are all these things?"
Zhao Wenqi picked up one of them and showed it to him, saying, "Father, look, this is my plow! Isn't it cute?"
Zhao Changheng: ...
Zhao Wenyi: ...
"Father, Crown Prince, you two just focus on your official duties. I'll play here with these toys to keep me company. I promise I'll be a good companion this time and won't bother you."
The second prince was very focused on playing.
Indeed, it did not disturb their work.
However, Zhao Changheng couldn't resist disturbing the Second Prince.
"Wenqi, do you recognize all these things?"
Wenqi tilted her head back, her eyes blinking: "Yeah, that's right. I recognize them all."
Then, he pointed out the toys lined up in a row to him one by one: "Look, this is a stone roller, this is a flail, this is a hoe, this is a seed drill, and I just showed this to you... Father, don't you recognize it?"
Zhao Changheng: There are some he really doesn't recognize.
He patted Zhao Wenqi's head: "Okay, have fun by yourself."
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