Female-to-male: I live on farming

Chapter 151 A mixed bag of fish and dragons

Qin Ke looked up at the sky. It was clear and there was not a single cloud in the sky.

At three o'clock last night, the sky began to rain heavily. The clouds were light and the breeze was slightly cool and refreshing.

He looked around in confusion but found nothing. Qin Ke had always felt that someone was spying on him recently, although he had no evidence, it was just his feeling.

Then the fact that his wife strongly requested that he must have a personal bodyguard with him when he goes out is quite intriguing.

Fortunately, he didn't go out that often. During the spring ploughing period this year, potatoes and sweet potatoes had been fully planted in Liangzhou, and even cotton had begun to be planted on a large scale. He also exchanged some corn for planting with the system.

Today, Liangzhou has enough food to be self-sufficient, and the granaries in various places are finally no longer just for show. Qin Ke doesn't even know the exact amount of grain the princess has stored. It is estimated that there is no need to worry about food shortages in the short term, and she can develop other businesses with peace of mind.

His grain workshop is also developing well, and tomato sauce, chili sauce, soybean paste, soy sauce, etc. are already on track.

Among them, biscuits and pork jerky, which have a long storage time and a strong sense of satiety, are being prepared for mass production according to the eldest princess' latest instructions. Qin Ke keenly smells the danger signal from this order and feels that the current peaceful days will not last long.

His wife's due date was getting closer, and he rarely went out unless he had something to do. He had invited the midwife and the doctor to his house early just in case. He went out today just because he heard that the glass factory had finally produced glass products after a long experiment, and he wanted to go and take a look.

To be honest, although Qin Ke had seen pictures of glass lamps before, he was still shocked when he saw the glass lamps they produced today.

The craftsmanship of the ancients was even more advanced than that of modern people. Without external temptations, they were more able to devote themselves to the craft and study it carefully. After only a few months and countless failed experiments, they finally succeeded in firing such a magnificent glass cup.

It is exquisitely made and comes as a complete set, with clear texture and color. The overall look is clear and natural. It can be said to be a perfect work of art.

"Are these the only ones?" Qin Ke asked, carefully holding it in his palm.

The craftsman who made this set of colored glaze lamps was a white-haired craftsman over fifty years old. He used to be a porcelain maker, and was pulled into the factory by him, who gave him full trust and support.

Under the guidance of Qin Ke, the old craftsman began to re-learn and study the production process of colored glaze. He spent a lot of time and energy, constantly trying and improving. Qin Ke would also put forward some new ideas and suggestions from time to time. After countless days and nights of firing, the old craftsman finally successfully mastered the production skills of colored glaze.

"The firing of this glass lamp is really complicated. It took countless scraps to succeed in making this one. I am really ashamed." The old craftsman was a little embarrassed. Qin Ke looked at him and saw that his face was burned red and his sweat shirt was already soaked. It was the hottest time of the year and the weather was already hot. One can imagine how it feels for him to stay by the stove.

"A high scrap rate is unavoidable at the beginning. Craftsmen don't have to worry. It will be fine once you gradually become proficient in your craft." Qin Ke glanced at the scraps of various shapes and colors piled up in the corner not far away and comforted them.

"You have been working really hard recently. Go home and rest for a few days. I will ask the accountant to give each of you two extra months' salary."

Hearing Qin Ke's words, the craftsmen surrounding Qin Ke all jumped for joy. Having a holiday and getting paid, isn't this what they were pursuing?

Qin Ke put the whole set of colored glass in a wooden box and held it in his arms, ready to take it out for his wife to see. When he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped and turned around to tell Han Qi, "Pull a cart of watermelons from the farm, and get some ice cubes on the way. It's easy to get heatstroke when making glass in this weather."

"Yes, my dear. Would you like me to ask the kitchen here to prepare some green bean soup?"

"Alright."

The glass factory was strictly managed. Although there was no sentry every ten steps like the crossbow factory, there were soldiers guarding the door and outsiders could not get close at all. Even the workers inside lived and ate in the factory.

When Qin Ke was holding the glass lamp and preparing to return home, he suddenly found that the man in charge of guarding the carriage looked unfamiliar, and asked curiously, "Are you new here?"

"Yes, sir. The previous servant accidentally broke his leg and needs to recuperate for a while. I am here to replace him." The servant lowered his head and handed the reins of the horse to Han Qi.

"Oh, then do it well."

Qin Ke lowered his eyes, with a hint of inquiry in his deep eyes, and his gaze vaguely fell on the man's hand.

Han Qi, who had followed Qin Ke for a long time and had known his character for a long time, waited until their carriage left the glass factory and drove on the road before he turned around and asked softly, "My dear, was there anything wrong with that person just now?"

There was a dark light in Qin Ke's eyes, and his slender and clean fingers unconsciously stroked the wooden box beside him. Perhaps he used force subconsciously, revealing his slight muscles and bones.

"Go tell Zhou Rui that workers in charge of logistics are absolutely not allowed to enter the factory, and the background of new workers who have recently arrived must be investigated." Zhou Rui is the director of the glass factory, and he was appointed by the eldest princess herself.

Although there was no evidence, Qin Ke would never ignore his intuition. The clerk's palm did not look like the hand of a person from a poor family. He had heard before that glass caused a stir in other places. Countless people coveted the manufacturing of glass, and even the Gu family's business was suppressed.

It is better to be safe than sorry. Qin Ke cherishes her current life very much and should be careful in everything she does.

Hearing Qin Ke's words, Han Qi's face darkened and he drove the carriage a little faster.

Behind their carriages were several burly men in armor following on both sides. They rode their horses closely on both sides of Qin Ke, with serious expressions and sharp eyes. People who knew the business could tell at a glance that these people were real battlefield veterans who had seen blood.

These men were the ones Lu Youqing specially arranged to protect Qin Ke.

The carriage galloped along the way, and the sound of wheels rolling and horses' hooves intertwined, echoing on the empty road.

Qin Ke frowned slightly in the car, his eyelids suddenly twitched without any warning, and an inexplicable uneasiness surged into his heart. He unconsciously grasped the arrow on his arm, and his eyes became alert and sharp.

This sudden feeling gave him an ominous premonition, as if some danger was approaching.

Sure enough, the next second, the moving carriage suddenly stopped.

"Uu——"