Chapter 403: The Young Prince Is Very Clever

Qin Bi was stunned: "I didn't ask you to eat it."

The young prince said, "No one is buying them."

"No one is buying them..." Qin Bi pondered, then said, "Eat them yourself. To raise soldiers, the Young Master gave me and Rong Yang the soldiers."

The young prince asked curiously, "Twenty soldiers, or thirty?"

Qin Bi: "...I forgot."

The young prince: "..."

"No one is buying the radish tops." The young prince continued to mutter, "It's still a gift. If you include the radish tops as a freebie, my maternal grandfather will buy your spirit vegetables. Otherwise, if we charge for every single radish top along with the spirit vegetables, the civil and military officials will laugh at my grandfather for being foolish. Who would buy rotten radish tops? Those who don't know might think he's simple-minded, buying even the vegetable leaves."

Qin Bi was speechless; the young prince had a lot to say.

However, this did make the royal family seem more approachable. Qin Bi had always felt that imperial descendants were aloof and above others. Even though the Great Yan Emperor treated the Rong Prince's Mansion like a brother, Qin Bi could not trust emperors.

"I have a use for them," Qin Bi said.

"What use?" the young prince asked. "People don't buy rotten radish tops."

The child kept saying "rotten radish tops" over and over. Qin Bi didn't like hearing it. How could one speak like that? Shouldn't children of the royal family speak eloquently, making others feel as if bathed in spring breeze?

Saying "rotten radish tops" once was enough. Too many times, who would want to listen? These were the spirit vegetables Qin Bi had grown! Since her lifespan was damaged, Qin Bi had become very indifferent and didn't like to argue with people. But hearing "rotten radish tops" said too many times, she simply didn't want to hear it.

Qin Bi ignored the young prince, who went to find Rong Yang.

Rong Yang was not far away, waiting for the cabbage hearts. The young prince said to the approaching Qin He Shizi, "Your daughter is a bit too spoiled. Spirit vegetables are so rare, yet she insists on eating only the cabbage hearts."

Qin Yan glanced at the selling circle. Rong Yang was holding two cabbage hearts, not large. The child held the spirit vegetables, and a few crisp leaves crumbled slightly, falling to the ground within moments.

"It's fine for children to eat delicately," Qin Yan said. "If the Rong Prince's Mansion hadn't consumed so much of its foundation these past two years, perhaps Rong Yang and Rong Chi would have eaten rare spirit vegetables frequently since childhood."

The young prince sighed, "Ah."

Qin Yan: "..."

It felt as though the young prince had endless worries to manage. Qin Yan looked down. The young prince was small in stature, not growing tall because he couldn't eat good things, yet his eyes were bright and full of spirit.

Neither Qin Yan nor the young prince spoke when Qin Bi mentioned her damaged lifespan and the consumption of the Rong Prince's Mansion's foundation. It was complicated. If He He Shizi hadn't taken a secondary wife alongside his main wife during his wedding back then, there wouldn't be so many issues.

But whether it was Qin Yan or the young prince, they both felt this situation was quite good. The Great Yan's twenty plus twenty fortune and luck values appeared intermittently, faintly visible. Perhaps because Rong Yang and Rong Chi were young, it wasn't obvious, but everyone knew those forty points existed.

The young prince walked up to Rong Yang and chattered, "Rong Yang, your mother is selling rotten radish tops, and no one is buying them."

Rong Yang was confused. Rong He Shizi went to ask Qin Bi.

The young prince followed behind, saying, "Xue Rong Shizifei knows how to open a shop and do business selling things. Your Rong Rong Shizifei doesn't understand these things. Tell her that no one is buying rotten radish tops."

Rong He Shizi stopped, turned back, and asked the young prince, "Can Qin He compare to my Rong Shizifei?"

The young prince also stopped, very sharp-witted: "No, she can't compare to your Rong Shizifei."

Rong He Shizi resumed walking. The young prince continued to mutter, "Different trades are like different mountains. Opening a shop and doing business is something only Xue Rong Shizifei can do." Worrying Rong He Shizi might not like to hear it, and since the young prince had a good relationship with Rong Yang, he added, "Rong Rong Shizifei is dignified and generous; merchants cannot compare."

Qin He was a merchant, of low status, while Qin Bi was of noble rank. The young prince was very sharp-witted indeed.

Rong He Shizi arrived before Qin Bi. Qin Bi turned to look at the man.

Rong He Shizi said, "No one is buying the vegetable leaves."

"If no one buys them, keep them," Qin Bi said. Seeing Rong He Shizi's confusion, and recalling that this world had Qin He, a transmigrator, and that Rong He Shizi likely knew she was one too, she explained, "I want to raise spirit-plant chickens. If no one buys the vegetable leaves, I will feed them to the chickens."

The young prince: "..."

Picking up vegetable leaves was so difficult, yet they had a use.

The spirit vegetables sold by the immortal sects were more expensive, but they came with the vegetable leaves included. The Rong Prince's Mansion, however, had cut off the leaves. If they raised spirit-plant chickens, the vegetable leaves would indeed not be wasted.

Rong He Shizi knew Qin Bi's intentions, so he let it be. Qin Bi's lifespan had been damaged; Rong Juan didn't mind accommodating Qin Bi in everything, ensuring she had not the slightest worry. Rong He Shizi planned to spend his life with Qin Bi.

The young prince ran off to find the Minister of War, chattering, "They want to use rotten radish tops to raise spirit-plant chickens."

"Raise spirit-plant chickens?" The Minister of War's mouth twitched. Vegetable leaves can be eaten?

Feeding them to spirit-plant chickens?????

Su Er Young Master nearby: "What?????!!!"

The young prince repeated, "Feeding them to spirit-plant chickens."

Very well. Su He Shizi and his younger brothers discussed it and bought two large cabbages. They had originally wanted to buy green onions, tomatoes, and the like, but upon asking the prices, they fell silent.

Putting their heads together, they bought over a dozen tomatoes.

The Minister of War calculated that it was cheaper than the immortal sects and simply bought six large cabbages. Upon learning the green peppers weren't spicy, he bought a few more. Qin Bi saw this and knew the cultivation families were wealthy.

Unlike Qin Yan Hou Fu, which had just become a cultivation family and possessed little cultivation foundation.

By noon, the collection of spirit vegetables was done. Rong He Shizi said to Qin Bi, "I will go back first, then take Rong Chi to the immortal sect to get some young spirit-plant chicken chicks for you. Lin Yao, Qin Yan, and Qin Tang are in the fiefdom; have them handle the spirit vegetable collection."

Qin Bi nodded. Rong He Shizi found Rong Yang: "Rong Yang, shall we go to the immortal sect?"

Rong Yang's small face was flushed with excitement from the harvest. The child was very happy and nodded: "Let's go."

The young prince was about to follow, but Rong He Shizi said, "You stay with the Rong Shizifei."

"Okay," the young prince agreed.

Remembering something, the young prince asked, "Do they provide meals?"

Rong He Shizi ignored him, activated the teleportation array, and left with Rong Yang.

Qin Lang took flatbreads from the basket, returned, and shared them with Qin Bi and the young prince. Lin Yao and the others were too busy to eat; Qin Lang and the young prince and a few others had time. Qin Bi went to the chili pepper field, searched, and picked a few peppers.

There were also cucumbers. She sliced them into strips, added them with the peppers and salt, and mixed them together.

She cut the flatbreads open and placed the cold cucumber and pepper salad inside.

The young prince held the flatbread: "Will it taste good?"

He took a bite and was amazed. The young prince said, "It's so delicious."

Qin Lang, who was very sensitive to spice, said, "Hiss, hiss, so spicy."

People from Qin Yan Hou Fu couldn't handle spice, but it was so delicious they couldn't resist. Qin Lang, while suffering from the heat, ate with relish. Qin Bi took a bite of the bread, found it so spicy she questioned life itself, and broke out in a sweat.

Hearing Qin Bi sweat, Qin Lang stopped eating and put the hood from her cloak over her head.