Rebirth: The Fourth Lady Wants to Lie Down

After dinner, Yinzhen sat at the carved pear wood table, his eyes still flickering with aftertaste of the delicious dishes he had just tasted. Those dishes were not only colorful, but also extremely delicious, very different from what he usually tasted, and he couldn't help but become curious about Yi Ya beside him.

"Yiya, the dishes tonight are so delicious, what are they made of?" Yinzhen asked with a hint of inquiry in his tone.

Yi Ya smiled slightly, with a gentle light in her eyes, and replied softly: "These dishes were specially sent by my second brother after he learned that I was pregnant. He said that this was a high-yield crop he discovered when he was out at sea. Now that it is ripe, he specially let me taste it."

Yinzhen was surprised when he heard this. High-yield crops? In his opinion, such crops usually take several years and countless attempts and improvements to be successfully planted. He couldn't help but admire Fuchang's intelligence.

"How did Fuchang come up with these high-yield crops?" Yinzhen couldn't help but ask, with a gleam of inquiry in his eyes.

Yi Ya tilted her head slightly, as if lost in memories. "I heard that my third brother saw it in an ancient book, so my second brother wanted to give it a try. Unexpectedly, he actually found it."

Yinzhen nodded, and he admired Fuchang's courage and determination even more. He asked again: "What's so special about growing these high-yield crops?"

Yi Ya thought for a moment and continued, "For these high-yield crops, the Ulanara family bought a piece of wasteland in Xiaotangshan for experimental planting. Now they are ripe, and the harvest should be good."

Yinzhen frowned slightly and asked in confusion: "But, as far as I know, these crops will take some time to mature, why can Fuchang be harvested in advance?"

Yi Ya's eyes flashed with joy, and she explained: "I heard that hot springs were dug in Xiaotangshan, which are much warmer than other places, so crops mature earlier. For this reason, the Ulanala Mansion also built a separate courtyard there for the family to soak in the hot springs."

After hearing this, Yinzhen admired Fuchang's wisdom and courage even more. High-yield crops are undoubtedly a good thing for the people. And the hot springs in Xiaotangshan are the icing on the cake. He couldn't wait to see it in person, so he asked, "Yiya, when will Fuchang go to Xiaotangshan Villa?"

Yi Ya smiled and replied, "Because the crops are ripe recently, my second brother is here almost every day. If you are interested, you can go with my second brother tomorrow."

Yinzhen was filled with anticipation when he heard this. He looked at Yiya with gratitude, knowing that this virtuous and intelligent woman was thinking about him. He also hoped to make more contributions to the Qing Dynasty, so he decided to go to Fuchang tomorrow.

That night, Yinzhen lay in bed, tossing and turning, with Yi Ya's words constantly recurring in his mind. The high-yield crops in Fuchang and the hot springs in Xiaotangshan made him excited and expectant. He decided that he must go and see them in person tomorrow to experience the charm of the high-yield crops and the magic of the hot springs.

As the night deepened, Yinzhen's breathing gradually became steady and he fell into a sweet dream. In his dream, he seemed to see the golden fields and the gurgling hot springs, and his heart was filled with beautiful visions and expectations for the future.

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In the spacious restaurant of Ulanala Mansion, everyone's eyes were attracted by the novel dishes on the table. Those colorful and fragrant dishes looked mouth-watering.

Fei Yanggu, the respected elder of the family, was the first to break the silence. He pointed at the dishes on the table and asked Fuchang, "Are these made from the high-yield crops you planted?"

Fuchang, nodding with pride, replied, "Yes, Ama. These are made from the high-yield crops I grow."

Then, he enthusiastically introduced the dishes on the table: "This is the potato stewed with pork ribs, the soft potatoes and the tender pork ribs complement each other; this is the corn chicken soup, the sweet fragrance of the corn and the richness of the chicken soup blend together; and this is the tomato scrambled eggs, which is colorful and sweet and sour; and finally, this is the boiled pork slices, which is spicy and fragrant and very appetizing."

Listening to Fuchang's introduction, Fei Yanggu couldn't help but develop a strong interest in these dishes. He picked up a piece of potato and put it in his mouth to taste it carefully.

The potato had a delicate texture and melted in his mouth, and the taste was very much to his liking. He couldn't help but pick up another piece, tasting it and exclaiming: "It's really delicious! The texture and taste of this potato are very good."

After tasting the dishes, Fei Yanggu asked Fuchang with concern: "What do you think of the high-yield crops this time?"

Fuchang pondered for a moment and replied: "According to what I have asked the farmers, the harvest should be very good. Moreover, these crops are very filling. If they can be used in the army, they can also be used as good military rations."

Hearing this, Fei Yanggu showed a relieved smile on his face. He said with emotion: "That's good, that's good. In this way, our Ulanala Prefecture and even the entire Qing Dynasty will no longer worry about food shortages."

After that, he turned to Fuchang and suggested, "Tomorrow, I will go with you to Xiaotangshan to see for myself how the crops are growing."

Just as the father and son were talking excitedly, Mrs. Ulanara, the virtuous and dignified hostess, coughed lightly, interrupting their conversation.

She gently reminded them, "If you two want to talk more, please go to the study and don't disturb others while they are having dinner."

After hearing this, Fei Yanggu and Fuchang immediately stopped talking and nodded in agreement. They knew that Mrs. Ulanara's reminder was out of respect and concern for the entire family. So they sat quietly in their seats and continued to enjoy the dishes on the table.

The dishes on the table were delicious and everyone praised them highly. The young children ate with great relish and kept saying that they wanted to taste these delicious dishes again next time. Fuchang looked at the innocent appearance of the children and felt satisfied and happy.

In the study after dinner, the oil lamp gave off a soft glow, and Fei Yanggu sat at the table, his eyes slowly sweeping across the faces of the three Fuchan brothers. The topic of high-yield crops during dinner aroused his great interest, and at this moment he couldn't wait to learn more about it.

"Fuchang," he began, his voice revealing his obsession with detail, "When do you expect to harvest all the crops in Xiaotangshan?"

Fuchang hesitated for a moment, then replied calmly: "Father, because the land price in Xiaotangshan was cheap, we bought a lot of land and planted those high-yield crops extensively. Roughly estimated, it may take a month to harvest all of them."

Fei Yanggu nodded, expressing his satisfaction with the answer.

“These crops are truly extraordinary,” Fuchang continued. “Not only do they grow quickly, but they are also incredibly adaptable to a variety of soil and climate conditions. Whether it’s scorching sun or rainy weather, they can grow tenaciously and produce amazing fruit.”

His voice was full of pride and admiration, as if these crops were his pride and faith.

After hearing this, Fei Yanggu's eyes flashed with appreciation. He knew very well that these high-yield crops were not only an economic investment, but also an expectation and sustenance for future life.

“So what does it taste like?” he asked, wanting to learn more details about the crops.

"They taste great," Fuchang answered without hesitation, "Whether boiled, fried, roasted or steamed, these crops can maintain their original flavor and taste, leaving people with an endless aftertaste."

After hearing this, Fei Yanggu was secretly amazed. He knew that these crops not only grew quickly and had strong adaptability, but also tasted delicious. This was simply a miracle bestowed by nature.

"Very good," he nodded with satisfaction. "Fuchan and Fucun need to attend court every day, so the affairs of Xiaotangshan can only be handed over to you temporarily. You don't need to worry about the affairs of the mansion, your mother will handle it properly. Now, your focus is on the high-yield crops in Xiaotangshan."

His words were full of trust and expectation, as if the future of the entire mansion depended on these crops.

After hearing this, Fuchang felt a strong sense of responsibility and mission. He knew that this was Fei Yanggu's trust and confidence in him, and he must not let him down.

"Yes, Ama!" he answered firmly, his voice full of determination and faith, "I will definitely live up to your trust and go all out to ensure that Xiaotangshan's high-yield crops are harvested smoothly!"

Under the illumination of the oil lamp, their shadows stretched long on the wall, as if foreshadowing that their future path would become wider and wider, and they would go further and further. All of this is inseparable from the help and support of those high-yield crops.