Space Farming: Traveling through Ancient Times to Do Business

He thought to himself: If the prince is still safe and sound, then maybe he can give it a try... After all, this is a bet full of variables and opportunities! However, everything depends on the prince's true condition.

In this huge gamble, Feng Mulin must be extremely cautious, as the slightest mistake could lead to his own downfall.

But if successful, the rewards will be immeasurable. Thinking of this, Feng Mulin's eyes became more determined, as if he had made an important decision.

"The prince is in my house. As an ally, you must know everything I have planned," said Nangong Rong.

Feng Mulin stood up. "Really?"

Nangong Rong said in a deep voice: "The prince is indeed in my house, Brother Feng. As our ally, I must be honest with you. You will know everything I have planned."

When Feng Mulin heard the news, he stood up suddenly, his voice full of shock: "Really?"

Nangong Rong nodded solemnly, with a determined light in his eyes: "It's absolutely true. Although the prince has been missing for many months, I was lucky enough to find him two months ago."

When Feng Mulin heard the news, he felt an indescribable excitement in his heart. He took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner waves.

"Brother Nangong, I am deeply honored that you trust me and tell me such an important thing." Feng Mulin sat down slowly and said in a deep voice, "Please continue, what is your plan?"

Nangong Rong nodded and said sincerely, "Brother Feng, I know that our relationship is extraordinary. We are already in the same boat. In order to restore the crown prince, I have recruited many wise men in Nanzhou. Nanzhou, as the crown prince's fiefdom, is the core of our plan."

"Also," Nangong Rong continued, "we have already started the plan of training troops. We understand that to win this power struggle, it is not enough to rely on wisdom alone, but also requires strong military force as a backing. Therefore, we have been secretly training soldiers to prepare for future challenges."

Feng Mulin couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he heard this. He realized that Nangong Rong's plan was much bigger and more far-reaching than he had imagined.

He knew that this would be an arduous struggle, but at the same time he was moved by Nangong Rong's determination and courage.

"Brother Rong, are you looking for me for money or food?" Feng Mulin asked directly. He understood that Nangong Rong must have something to ask for during this visit.

Nangong Rong shook his head and said anxiously, "Brother Feng, I heard that a great person appeared in Chuanzhou, and she has high-yield grain in her hands."

Feng Mulin was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "How did you know?"

Nangong Rong smiled slightly: "Chuanzhou is also the prince's fiefdom, I will naturally pay attention to any disturbance there. Moreover, such news is extremely important to those of us who care about the court and people's livelihood."

Feng Mulin nodded, showing his understanding: "I see. My son is also in Chuanzhou, and happens to know that expert, and is currently cooperating with her. This season's grain was delivered to our Feng family's warehouse yesterday."

Nangong Rong's eyes widened: "One season?" He suspected that he had heard wrongly. How could this be possible? Ordinary grains only have one season a year, but this expert can make the grain mature in one season. This is simply subverting common sense.

Feng Mulin nodded affirmatively: "Yes, one season. That expert not only has high-yield grain seeds, but also knows some magical planting techniques, which allows the grain to mature in a short time. The grain output this season is higher than ever before."

Nangong Rong took a deep breath. He knew what this meant. Such high-yield grains were undoubtedly a huge fortune for the country. He looked at Feng Mulin, his eyes full of expectation: "Brother Feng, can we cooperate with that expert? Promote this high-yield grain in the prince's fiefdom?"

Feng Mulin nodded: "Of course. My son has reached a preliminary cooperation agreement with that expert. We can discuss with her to see how to make better use of this high-yield grain."

Nangong Rong was overjoyed after hearing this. He knew that this would be an important opportunity for his Nangong family to rise.

He stood up and bowed deeply to Feng Mulin: "Brother Feng, thank you for your support. Our Nangong family will always remember your kindness."

Feng Mulin took a deep breath, with a shocked and excited expression on his face, and said to Nangong Rong: "Brother Rong, there is actually an even more shocking news about the food in the hands of that expert."

Nangong Rong was immediately attracted, and he asked eagerly: "Oh? What's the shocking news?"

Feng Mulin slowly said: "The grain seeds in the hands of that expert can not only produce a high yield in one season, but can also produce three harvests in one year!"

Nangong Rong widened his eyes and asked in disbelief: "Three seasons a year? How is this possible?"

Feng Mulin nodded affirmatively: "Yes, three seasons a year. My son saw it with his own eyes in Chuanzhou, and has reached a cooperation agreement with that expert. This season's food is just the beginning, and we will have a steady supply of food in the future."

Nangong Rong was so shocked by the news that he was speechless for a long time. He understood what this meant. The grain output of three seasons a year would be an immeasurable wealth for the entire country.

He took a deep breath to calm his excitement, then looked at Feng Mulin with anticipation in his eyes: "Brother Feng, this is great! Our Nangong family is willing to cooperate deeply with your Feng family and that expert to promote this high-yield grain throughout the country."

Feng Mulin smiled and nodded: "Brother Rong, this is exactly what I want to say. With our two families joining forces, and with the technical support of that expert, we will definitely allow the entire country to enjoy the benefits of this high-yield grain."

Just as the two were talking excitedly, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence in the room. Then, a letter from Chuanzhou was hurriedly delivered.

Nangong Rong and Feng Mulin turned to the person who delivered the letter at the same time, their eyes full of curiosity and expectation. Half a minute later, Feng Mulin finished reading the letter, and the excitement on his face was beyond words.

He raised his head and said to Nangong Rong happily, "Brother Rong, my son wrote to me and said that the master has more than ten kinds of high-yield grain seeds and has already started planting them in the surrounding villages."

After hearing this, Nangong Rong's eyes flashed with shock and ecstasy. He immediately stood up, walked to Feng Mulin, and asked anxiously: "Really? This is simply too good to be true! Brother Feng, this will be a great blessing for our country!"

Feng Mulin nodded, his face filled with an excited smile: "That's right, Brother Rong. My son also said in the letter that these grain seeds have a very high yield and a short growth cycle, and can be harvested twice a year. If we can promote these seeds throughout the country after the crown prince ascends the throne, what a spectacular sight it will be!"