Feng Xiaoyue was injured and couldn't go out again. She stayed in the Gentleman's Courtyard to recuperate, and by the way, she asked Xiaoyun to soak the seeds she brought last time in water.

The seeds are soaked in water and germinate in a few days. Xiaoyun is Feng Xiaoyue's personal maid, and she has been a fine dress and food since she was a child, so she has little chance to touch crop planting. Now as soon as the seeds sprouted, Xiaoyun looked at it strangely, and hurriedly ran to find Feng Xiaoyue.

"Miss, the seeds you brought back have sprouted."

Xiaoyun ran into the house, Feng Xiaoyue heard her shout, and she was also a little excited, and she put down the book in her hand and wanted to go out.

"Miss beware, your foot is still hurt." As soon as Feng Xiaoyue was excited, she forgot about her injury, which suddenly came down from the couch, her feet couldn't stand, and she almost fell, adding injury to injury. Fortunately, Xiao Yu watched at any time from the side, so she didn't fall to the ground.

Feng Xiaoyue supported the corner of the table with one hand and pulled Xiao Yu with the other: "Xiao Yu, quickly, help me to the backyard." ”

"Yes." Xiao Yu hugged her worriedly, and called Xiao Yun who was staying at the door, and the two of them helped Feng Xiaoyue together, walking step by step.

In the backyard, only the seeds of corn are the first to germinate, and the other seeds are still sleeping. Feng Xiaoyue propped herself on the edge of the water tray, looking at these immature sprouts, and couldn't suppress the joy on her face.

"Why haven't these seeds germinated yet?" Feng Xiaoyue only relied on one foot to support her body, and she never left the water tray at all.

Xiaoyun and Xiaoyu have never planted the land, so they can't answer her questions, so they can only help hold the handle when she wants to sit down and think about things, so as not to slip and fall.

These shoots are too tender and the weather in the domain is a little cool, so they are not suitable for all crops. Feng Xiaoyue stretched out her hand, gently rubbing the true leaf that had just grown, and looked thoughtful.

"The weather is cold, and it is soaked in water, and the temperature required by the seeds cannot be reached, so naturally it will not be able to grow true leaves smoothly."

Feng Xiaoyue muttered quietly, and Xiaoyun and Xiaoyu were confused.

"Miss, what are you talking about?"

Feng Xiaoyue blinked and looked at Xiaoyun Xiaoyu, "You guys, find a separate room with good sunlight, and move these water trays soaked in seeds into it, and they can't be placed in this open-air place anymore." ”

"Yes." Xiao Yu and Xiao Yun didn't understand why she did this, but they still did it obediently.

They moved their things into a bright room next to them, and Feng Xiaoyue sat and looked around the room, and couldn't help frowning.

"This room is not very suitable for seed germination."

"Miss, do you have anything to prepare?" Xiaoyun turned his head and asked.

"It's still too cold in here." Feng Xiaoyue thought for a while, "In this way, make a straw curtain from straw, cover the surrounding walls and the roof with a layer, and come back in two days, if it still can't grow, cover another layer." ”

"Yes, we'll get someone ready." Xiao Yu nodded, leaving Xiao Yun to take care of Feng Xiaoyue, and ran out by herself.

In this way, it only plays a role in heat preservation, and the temperature is still not enough. Feng Xiaoyue exhaled, and suddenly remembered that the ancient Romans had managed to make a greenhouse in order to get fresh vegetables and flowers in all seasons.

Their greenhouse, in addition to insulating heat, can also increase the temperature inside. The principle is that under the floor of the greenhouse, the ancient Romans would lay a long line of pipes, and the pipes would all converge on one head. This pipe head then sticks out of the floor and can be filled with hot water, or charcoal can be burned on the pipe head, which is used to transfer hot air.

"Xiaoyun, help me go back." Feng Xiaoyue got up, she needed to draw the drawings quickly.

After stopping the ink and putting down the pen, Feng Xiaoyue picked up the drawings that had just been drawn, and dried the ink stains on it with satisfaction.

"Xiaoyun, go out with me." Feng Xiaoyue got up, and Xiaoyun hurriedly stepped forward to hold her.

"Miss, your leg injury is so serious, why do you have to run around." Xiaoyun frowned, and couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

"Huh." Feng Xiaoyue took a breath and said with a smile, "I can't walk, you can ask someone to arrange a sedan chair for me." ”

"I have to say this in person, and it is difficult for others to explain clearly."

Seeing Feng Xiaoyue's insistence, Xiaoyun had no choice but to sniff and prepare to go.

The sedan chair took Feng Xiaoyue to the best blacksmith shop in the city, Feng Xiaoyue walked out with the support of Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun saw that she was standing, so he handed the drawings to the ironsmith for her.

"These are pipes to be laid underground, about the length of an acre of land, each one must be able to be connected, and there are ......"

Before Feng Xiaoyue finished speaking, the blacksmith interrupted her with a frown: "Miss, I'm sorry, I've been striking iron for so many years, and I've never seen such a drawing." ”

"Is there any problem?" Feng Xiaoyue took Xiaoyun's hand and barely supported herself to stand.

"It's easy to make iron pipes, but you can't make them so long." The blacksmith handed the blueprint back.

"How?" Feng Xiaoyue couldn't hold it, so Xiaoyun asked someone to turn the sedan chair sideways, lift the curtain, and let Feng Xiaoyue sit in it for a while.

The blacksmith wiped his hands, "Miss doesn't know, this iron is brittle, if it is really made so long, it will definitely break in the middle of it." ”

"Thicker, can't you?" Feng Xiaoyue quietly rubbed her somewhat sore legs.

The blacksmith returned, and hurried to take out the iron plate from the furnace and threw it into the water. The water stained the hot iron surface and made a "bang" sound. Xiaoyun was startled by the voice and hurriedly took a step back.

"Isn't Miss's tube going to be hot, if it's thicker, it won't be able to ventilate."

The blacksmith raised his head and replied, Feng Xiaoyue looked at him, and knew that he was really embarrassed, so he had to ask Xiaoyun to put the curtain down.

"That's trouble. Xiaoyun go back. ”

Murong Lin heard that Feng Xiaoyue was tinkering with what kind of room to promote seed germination today, and also drew a drawing, and couldn't help but be curious. Seeing that it was a little late, thinking that Feng Xiaoyue might have rested, Murong Lin thought that he could sneak a peek at what the drawings she drew looked like.

The moonlight outside was very bright, and by the moonlight, Murong Lin quietly sneaked into the room where Feng Xiaoyue was now temporarily living.

The room was divided into two, and the half of the room where the bed was placed was covered by a thick beaded curtain. Murong Lin turned his back to the bead curtain in line with the principle of ignoring incivility, and happened to see the drawings on the small couch table.

Just when Murong Lin was seriously looking at the drawings, he didn't notice that the bead curtain was opened. Murong Lin put the drawings in the moonlight and looked at them carefully, and a cushion flew straight towards his head. Murong Lin noticed the wind, turned his head slightly, and was still rubbed to the corner of his forehead.

"Someone." Feng Xiaoyue dragged the bead curtain to stabilize her figure, and Murong Lin sighed and turned around slowly.

Murong Lin turned his back to the moonlight, and with the reflection of the object, Feng Xiaoyue saw clearly who it was, and couldn't help covering her mouth.