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In a piece of fertile land, there is a group of crops, they are carefully selected seeds, they have been carefully cared for since they germinated, they also enjoy abundant watering during droughts, enjoy the best sunshine, and are entrusted with Thick hopes...then all withered without exception...

Mo Dou looked at the disfigured crops in the experimental field and felt a little sad. He suspected that these crops were killed by the fertilizer he produced... Atu was even more worried than him. After so many years of continuous testing of fertilizers, The amount of manpower and material resources invested was inconceivable, but in the end, not even a single splash came out... During the days when Mo Dou could not see him, all his hair had fallen out, leaving only a shiny head. Mo Dou saw him I almost didn't recognize him.

Ah Tu felt ashamed and wanted to jump into the cesspit and bury himself: "Master, it is Ah Tu who is incompetent."

Mo Dou shook his head. This was an inevitable result, not Ah Tu's fault. He searched dozens of acres of land, and managed to pick out some that were not so tragic: "You don't need to say anything else, you just need to do things. That's it, have you written down the ratio of these pits?"

Atu nodded, and Mo Dou said with satisfaction: "Based on these ratios, we will make further adjustments."

After all, Ah Tu had a mouth, pointing fingers and expressing that he would not disappoint the young master's expectations, honestly, it was unbearable to look directly at, Mo Dou turned his eyes away, and patted Ah Tu on the shoulder to express his encouragement.

"My lord, the king has something to look for you."

Uncle Niu came to find him from afar and interrupted Mo Dou's work of patrolling the experimental field. Mo Dou was quite surprised. How could Ying Zheng find him suddenly in the middle of the day?

No matter what, the smell on his body is really indecent now, so he has to go back to wash and change his clothes. Mo Dou stuffed a handful of withered grass in his hand into Atu's arms, then walked quickly to the car and drove the horse forward. At that time, the fat and strong horse that was usually raised by the umbrella showed some value-although it is not good at long-distance raids, its explosive power is indeed stronger than the ground. Just such a whip, leaving only a long cloud of dust and disappearing shadows.

...

In Xianyang Palace, three-year-old Fusu is playing with the toys made by Mo Dou. There are many kinds of toys. Among them, his favorite is the old and smooth Rubik's Cube. The Rubik's Cube is very loose. Turning it easily, the paint on it fell off more than once, and it was repainted by the ink fountain. He turned it around curiously, making a 'click' sound.

If in the past, Ying Zheng would have impatiently asked his attendants to hold Fusu down, the voice would have disturbed his work too much, but now, Ying Zheng holds the bamboo slips in his hand and doesn't know what he is thinking, touching himself back and forth for a year Before that, he began to grow a beard that was slowly forming. With the blessing of the beard, Yingzheng has the majesty of a generation of monarchs. He asked in a deep voice, "Has Mo Dou come yet?"

Zhao Gao was grinding ink, when he heard this, he put down the work in his hands: "I will ask you now, servant girl."

Then when he turned around and went out, he saw Mo Dou who had just arrived at the door, bowed and said: "Your Majesty has been waiting for the young master for a long time, and he just asked if he has arrived. Do you need a message from the servant?"

Mo Dou remained expressionless: "It's troublesome."

"The servant girl went away."

After Zhao Gao left, Mo Dou relaxed his expression. He knew that Zhao Gao was innocent now, but as long as the other party was Zhao Gao, Mo Dou would never let go of this knot.

Mo Dou rubbed his face, the expressionless expression he had just put on made his whole face freeze, this facial expression was only suitable for Ying Zheng, he had no luck at all, he put down his hand, and then saw Zhao Gao standing in front of him... …

Zhao Gao lowered his head in fear, "Your Majesty let you in."

Mo Dou felt that his face seemed to be stiffer, very good, the facial rubbing exercise just now was completely in vain...

But when Mo Dou entered, Ying Zheng didn't pay attention to Mo Dou's facial management system at all. He pulled Mo Dou's sleeve and showed Mo Dou the bamboo slips in his hand as if offering a treasure. He was not as calm as before.

Fusu put down the Rubik's Cube, hugged Mo Dou's leg happily and made a babbling sound. Obviously, he liked this uncle (cross out) brother who gave him fun toys from time to time.

The corners of Mo Dou's mouth finally rose, and he sat down around Fusu, so that the other person's soft body could be relied on, so that he would not lie on the ground when he was sitting. Bamboo slips, glanced roughly, and then said pleasantly: "The time is finally ripe!"

Ying Zheng nodded, and said with emotion: "After waiting for so many years, my uncle's book is finally finished."

Yingzheng has indeed been waiting for a long time. Since he was a child, Lu Buwei has been telling him how great this book is, and how great he is, Lu Buwei. This book has almost become Ying Zheng's obsession. He said that this book was a pitfall for Ying Zheng. He waited for seven years, and it can be regarded as a lifetime series.

And now Yingzheng is excited because Lu Buwei brazenly robbed him of his achievements in controlling the locust plague in the past few years. Other countries with locust plague management technology even praised Lu Buwei as a man of heaven and earth, and now, it's time for Lu Buwei to have a taste of this.

Don't you love to show off?This time, I will let you show off enough!

Ying Zheng let go of the security guard in his hand, hugged Fusu with a smile, and kissed his white and tender face twice, making Fusu giggle.

"Mo Dou, take out your best, I want it tomorrow.

Mo Dou wiped off Fusu's drool and nodded solemnly. He had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.Of course it is to entertain him with the best things.

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Lu House.

At this moment, the Lu Mansion is already very busy. Everyone moved back and forth to move out the bamboo slips from the library one by one. Lu Buwei stood aside proudly and looked at the busy scene. Not only did Ying Zheng wait for a long time, he Lu Buwei waited longer!Nearly ten years!Ying Zheng, who has been brought up since he was a child, has given birth to a baby, and his book is barely finished.

However, all of this is not important anymore, as long as this book is published, it will definitely be passed down in history, and from then on, no one dares to say a word to him as a businessman of Lu Buwei!

The butler finally found time out of his busy schedule and reported the situation to Lu Buwei who was standing aside: "Mr. Lu, half of the bamboo slips have been moved."

Why only half?Lu Buwei frowned dissatisfied.

"Go, tell them to speed up, Ben Hou has to check the order of the chapters again, how can they waste so much free time?"

The butler smiled wryly and bowed. How could it be possible for those inspectors to let Lu Buwei go to battle in person, or those who compiled the books to check one by one?He, Lu Buwei, put it lightly. Pity him as a housekeeper, with old arms and legs, and now he is forced to join the ranks of moving books. It's really miserable...