Fu Su came to Chang'an Township with the order to supervise. The servants recognized the eldest son of the dynasty and immediately reported to Li Zhao.
Li Zhao was also surprised. The eldest son arrived too suddenly.
He immediately came over, saluted and knelt down.
Fusu was kind and let all the slaves go back to work, leaving Li Zhao alone to lead him around.
When he saw the slaves constantly messing with some peelings, bones and other remnants, he was very puzzled and asked: "This thing is dirty, why are you using it?"
"Used for making fertilizer." Li Zhao replied calmly.
Fusu was very puzzled, "Making fertilizer? Are you talking about using these things to fertilize rice?"
Daqin generally uses raw materials for planting, such as human excrement, livestock dung, wood ash, etc. These residues have never been used. Fusu still knows about these.
"Exactly!" Li Zhao nodded with a smile.
Indeed, according to the experience of farmer Li Zhao in his previous life, these things cannot be used directly as fertilizer, but they can be processed through some steps to ferment to obtain fertilizer. He has seen some people making it.
Although he had never made it in his previous life, the system formula was introduced in detail, and he made it according to the prescribed steps.
It remains to be seen how fertile it is, but this is a system reward, and he thinks it must be of outstanding fertility.
"Can you?" Fusu shook his head slightly.
Although he was in the palace, he also understood common sense in this area. Fertilizer is made of manure, but it is not residue. What's more, bones and the like are too hard and will only hinder the growth of plants.
"Yes, as long as they are crushed and then fermented in a special way."
Fusu shook his head like a rattle after hearing this.
What is fermentation? I’ve never heard of it, it’s just an excuse you made up!
Confucius said that knowing something is knowing it, and not knowing it is ignorance. Li Zhao knew it because he didn't know it. This is deception and deception.
His face was slightly gloomy, but his expression remained silent.
"Is this the fermentation you are talking about?" Fusu walked to the finished fertilizer, smelled the unpleasant smell, and couldn't help but cover his nose.
"Exactly, this is the finished product and has been used in breeding."
"Is it still being used for breeding?" Fusu's expression turned ugly. It was confirmed that this boy didn’t understand farming at all.
In breeding, it is not easy to over-fertilize, so most people will choose not to fertilize until the seeds grow.
But what Li Zhao did was clearly an act of chaos and an insult to farming.
Confucianism pays attention to respecting people, earth, and heaven. Heaven is nature, which violates the laws of nature that he knows.
Fusu was completely disappointed with Li Zhao, and he couldn't bring himself to observe any more.
"Okay, give me some finished products to take away. I'm just here for inspection this time. I hope you won't lie, otherwise you will know the consequences half a year later."
Fusu was kind-hearted and did not want to punish Li Zhao for deceiving the emperor because of this incident, but the warning was still necessary.
Knowing your mistakes can make a lot of improvements!
After hearing this, Li Zhao was puzzled and thought to himself, isn't this what you want to see? Why do you look so ugly when you speak?
His fertilizer production process is all systematic formula, and the fertility must be excellent. Why does he look very dissatisfied? It seems that he is affected by the stench.
Prince! It is normal for you to feel pampered and have an ugly expression due to such a strong smell.
So Li Zhao ordered someone to wrap some fertilizer and give it to Fusu, who soon left.
Sitting on the carriage, he smelled the stench next to him and endured it. Fusu wanted to use this as evidence to show his father that Li Zhao was not a trustworthy person.
It's his responsibility to share his father's worries!
Back at the palace, the waiter said that His Majesty and Princess Yangzi were admiring the flowers, so he rushed there immediately. When he arrived, he found that his father had gone, and only his little sister was playing with the remaining leaves.
"Could it be that eldest brother also likes to enjoy flowers?" When Ying Yinman saw Fusu, he moved modestly and bowed slightly.
You know, Fusu rarely comes to her place, and this time it seems a little unusual.
Fusu looked around, looking at the colorful flowers, especially the rich fragrance of the flowers. The bad mood in Chang'an Township really eased a lot, and the smelly nose also felt better, and he responded: "Appreciating flowers is not enough, smell it. Just the scent of flowers.”
Smell flowers? It turns out that the eldest brother is so elegant, no wonder he came here!
Ying Yinman smiled slightly.
At that time, a waiter came in a hurry, his voice was urgent but filled with joy, "My lord, good news, beautiful statue..."
Jade statue?
Before the waiter could finish speaking, Fusu's heart moved, and the elegance of smelling the fragrance of flowers was gone. This thing is the thing that worries him the most. How can he not be excited when he gets the news?
"Tell me, how about the jade statue?"
"It's going up, it's going up."
"Is it up?" Fusu trembled, his eyes were as bright as stars, and the next moment, he hurried out.
"Brother, wait, it's your stuff." Ying Yinman saw the coarse cloth package that Fusu had just put aside casually, and shouted repeatedly, but Fusu had already walked away.
Ying Yinman shook his head and focused on the package.
This thing was wrapped tightly, but it still gave off an unpleasant smell. She couldn't help but cover her nose, but her interest came back.
In order to grow flowers, she worked so hard that she did everything herself, especially fertilizing, as she was particularly sensitive to the smell of fertilizers.
Although the smell of this package was unpleasant, it was similar to the flowers she had come into contact with.
"Is it the flower material that my eldest brother specially gave me?"
It must be, otherwise the eldest brother would not come to her.
I endured the unpleasant smell and opened the package with my hands, only to find that there were gray and black bits inside, not only feces, but also gray.
"It's indeed flower material!" She was so sensitive to flower materials that she could tell just by looking at the quality.
"It's just completely different from the flower materials I've come into contact with. Could it be that my eldest brother specially asked someone to create a specific material."
"My elder brother knows my heart!"
Ying Yinman thought happily.
So, without any hesitation, I carried the package to the flower room.
She is a prudent person. The cyclamen her father likes is precious, but the fertility of this material is unknown, so she will not fertilize it rashly.
So, her eyes fell on the other withered flowers, and she carefully applied fertilizer.
Soon, except for the cyclamen, all the other dead plants were fertilized. There was still a lot of fertilizer, so they were put aside.
The next day, Ying Yinman got up early and went to the flowers as soon as possible. She was delighted when she saw that the withered flowers that had been fertilized yesterday turned out to be brighter, and the effect was very obvious.
"It is indeed a specially made flower material. I must have put a lot of thought into it, my eldest brother!"
As a flower grower, I know that flower materials are hard to come by.
"It seems that Cyclamen can be saved. Father will be happy."
Without any explanation, Ying Yinman immediately took out the remaining fertilizer and fertilized the cyclamen one by one.
Another early morning, she was even more impatient. Without calling the maid at dawn, she ran to the back garden. When she saw it, her eyes lit up.
Sure enough, this special flower material is so overbearing that it actually makes the cyclamen, which has never been brighter before, brighten up.
You see, the petals are blooming with impressive colors, and the pistils are full of fairy-like magic.
However, there are still some flaws.
Another day, she was still the same. The cyclamen at this moment was even stronger, obviously fuller than the day before. This was the cyclamen that the father needed.
Such flowers are rare in the world.
She was so happy that she couldn't wait for her father to come and take a look.
Talking about Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived. At noon, Ying Zheng came. He was in a good mood when he saw the plump flowers and said that his daughter was really a good farmer.
Ying Yinman did not boast, but said Youyou: "This is the credit of my eldest brother. He specially ordered people to prepare the flower material. It is full of fertility and the cyclamen blooms so brightly."
"Flower material? Isn't it an ordinary flower material?" Ying Zheng was puzzled.
"No! This flower material is very unique. You can't tell what it is made of. I can feel that it contains extraordinary fertility, which is enough to make hundreds of plants flourish." This is Yin Man's highest praise.
"That's true!" Ying Zheng's eyes lit up. It was not all because of the fullness of Cyclamen, but because of its fertility.
Yin Man has been tending flowers for many years and is obsessed with fertility. For her to comment like this, this material must be amazing.
What if such amazing fertility is used in farming?
Ying Zheng's thinking became more active.
"Fusu knows how to share my worries!"
"Yinman, keep an eye on this information, it's like a country!"
For a moment, Ying Zheng's eyes became dark.
Yin Man understood the meaning of his father's words and nodded deeply.
