Zhu Ying saw that the old man was silent and looking around, seemingly interested in his piece of land.
Thinking that he couldn't offend him and couldn't chase him away, he might as well let this old man do whatever he wanted.
When Little Six came back with food, he would ask him to change the lock.
Zhu Ying retracted her attention and continued to apply fertilizer.
Since the weather was good and it didn't rain, he should quickly apply the fertilizer. He still had to sow the seeds later.
It had to be said that this group of eunuchs who were on steroids were really desperate. If they continued to work like this, they would probably be able to turn over all the land by evening.
It was a pity that the system could only integrate these things if he planted them himself.
Therefore, he could only let the eunuchs dig the ground and fetch water.
As for sowing and fertilising, he could only do it himself.
Zhu Ying didn't think much of it. After transmigrating, he had been farming for a few months, and he actually found it quite interesting.
Compared to 007 in his previous life, this kind of life where he worked at sunrise and rested at sunset was quite interesting.
However, his skills were a little too good for Tao Yuanming…
Zhu Ying became more and more focused on the work in his hands and soon forgot that there was a "trespasser" here.
He didn't know that there was a pair of eyes staring at him from behind.
Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to laugh the moment he finished looking at the barren vegetable field.
If the commoners were to farm like this, they would have starved to death long ago.
However, when he saw Zhu Ying's small body and her unskilled operation, he realized something.
A prince should have lived a luxurious life.
But now, Zhu Ying had actually planted a field in the palace…
He even worked in the fields like the eunuchs.
He even had to do something like throwing feces…
Not to mention, he was not even ten years old and was still a child…
Speaking of which, he had almost forgotten how many years it had been since he last saw this son of his.
Zhu Yuanzhang was a little lost in thought as he suddenly remembered his purpose for coming here.
So Old Twenty-Two asked his precious grandson for help just to farm?
That was not right.
As a prince, no matter what, Zhu Ying could not be reduced to relying on farming to survive.
So this kid was farming in the palace for fun, right?
He walked over to Zhu Ying and coughed twice.
"As a prince, why are you farming in the palace?”
Zhu Ying was stunned. This old man knew him?
The Host was not like the other favored princes. She could follow Old Zhu to meet some officials in the court. So how did this person know him?
"You know me? Who are you?" Zhu Ying asked warily.
The corner of Zhu Yuanzhang's mouth twitched, and he almost went up to kick this kid. Then, he shouted," I'm your father!”
However, he didn't. Instead, he beat around the bush." You haven't seen me before?”
Zhu Ying didn't directly say no.
"A few months ago, I fell seriously ill. I can't remember many people and things.”
That was true, but the original owner had already died from that serious illness, which was why he had transmigrated.
Zhu Yuanzhang narrowed his eyes and asked the same question.
"What are you doing farming in the palace?"
"You don't have to worry about that." Zhu Ying finished perfunctorily and returned to his work.
The two of them argued back and forth for a long time, but they did not get the answer they wanted.
Zhu Yuanzhang cursed in his heart. This kid was really like him, very defensive!
He squatted beside Zhu Ying and pointed at the spot where Zhu Ying was applying fertilizer."What are you planting?"
Zhu Ying didn't want to pay attention to this old man, but he actually asked him what he was planting.
It might not be possible to talk about other things, but it was interesting to talk about farming!
"This is passion fruit."
"Passion fruit?"
This novel name made Zhu Yuanzhang curious.
No matter what, he had planted land before. After becoming the emperor, he had received many fruits from various places, but he had never heard of this strange thing called "passion fruit".
"What is this? I've never heard of it." Zhu Yuanzhang said.
Zhu Ying: " It's also called passionflower. It's a kind of fruit.”
Zhu Yuanzhang muttered in his heart. What was passionflower? Why had he never heard of it before?
"Did you come up with this name yourself?"
He always felt that this passion fruit and passionflower was made up by Zhu Ying herself.
After all, what could an eight or nine-year-old child know?
It was probably just a random weed that he picked up and made up a name for himself.
"I made it up." Zhu Ying said perfunctorily.
At this moment, he had already applied the fertilizer and was ready to start sowing.
He put the toilet bowl aside and washed his hands. He took out a bag of seeds from his pocket and began to sow them in the ground.
Zhu Yuanzhang was even more puzzled when he saw this scene."Why don't you let the servants do this kind of thing?”
Including the fertilisation just now. There were clearly so many eunuchs, but he had to do it himself.
If farming was a pastime, it shouldn't be like this, right?
Zhu Ying couldn't possibly say that he couldn't fuse with the servant.
"Do it yourself."
Zhu Ying's answer stunned Zhu Yuanzhang.
Could it be that Old Twenty-Two didn't even have enough to eat?
He asked for flowers, votes, and comments…
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