Cultivation of immortality begins with an eighty-year-old eunuch.

Unable to figure it out, Chen Fan simply stopped thinking about it.

He continued to meditate with his eyes closed, deeply absorbed in his practice.

Soon, another night passed.

The third quarter of the hour of Mao (5:45 AM).

Chen Fan pushed open the door and saw that it was drizzling outside.

The cool breeze carried the scent of flowers.

He squinted and shook his head inwardly, then walked towards the horse pen in the spring rain.

It is faintly visible.

Spring has arrived, and the imperial horses are starting to get restless!

Every year at this time, Chen Fan would select some strong stallions and mares to mate, thus producing a better next generation of imperial horses.

Now that he's eighty years old, he uses a small stool to do this kind of work.

"A bunch of shameless animals...why are you so agitated...are you trying to bully us?"

Chen Fan, who was feeding the grass and talking, had a dark face.

Seeing several horses standing upright made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

These imperial horses are used to hearing this every year at this time.

They ignored the old eunuch's words of envy.

After feeding the ordinary imperial horses, Chen Fan went to the Heavenly Room.

When he saw that Hei Feng was also full of energy, his mood worsened!

"Old man... how old are you, still able to stand up straight? You're such a bad horse!"

hiss!

Black Wind, who could understand human speech, immediately became unhappy.

As if showing off, it even deliberately raised its hind leg.

After Chen Fan saw this, he turned around and said:

"There are no radishes today..."

hiss…

Black Wind was dumbfounded.

Seeing the old eunuch who lacked martial ethics, it couldn't help but raise its neck and let out a long howl!

Chen Fan, who was walking towards the kitchen, ignored him.

With his back hunched, he quickly entered the house.

"Godfather, you're here..."

The little stool carrying water greeted us with a smile.

Chen Fan nodded slightly.

Like a cat, he sat in front of the stove, warming himself by the fire.

"Godfather, there's a market at the palace today, would you like to go check it out...?"

After fetching water, Xiao Deng came over and massaged Chen Fan's shoulders and back, saying:

"The old men said it's incredibly lively, and lots of people want to go!"

"We won't join in this fun," Chen Fan said with a squinty smile.

"Okay, godfather, if I see anything interesting, I'll bring it back for you," Little Stool said happily!

Chen Fan smiled but remained silent.

The palace market is held every year.

That was a toy the emperor made to amuse his concubines in the palace.

Chen Fan had visited twice in previous years.

Later, after discovering that it was no different from markets on Zhengyang Street and Chang'an Street, I lost interest.

He's been busy farming and cultivating lately, so he doesn't have time to waste on this.

"Godfather, by the way, the palace said the Crown Prince has been chosen—it's the Eighth Prince, Xiao Quan!"

Just as Chen Fan was about to leave, Xiao Dengzi suddenly spoke up!

The Eighth Prince, Xiao Quan?

The image of that refined and scholarly prince appeared in Chen Fan's mind.

Without showing any emotion, he nodded and said:

"Be careful what you say. Although the Imperial Stables are quiet, it is not uncommon for people with ulterior motives to visit. Remember what I said."

"Yes, Godfather!" Seeing his godfather getting up to leave, Xiao Dengzi quickly stepped forward to help him.

He stopped after seeing the person out the door.

Watching that departing, aged figure, Xiao Dengzi's eyes revealed a hint of emotion.

Thinking back to before the new year, he felt that his godfather's days were numbered.

But now that spring has arrived, my godfather's health seems to have improved considerably.

This is a good thing in Xiaodengzi's opinion.

With a smile playing on his lips, he quickly went back inside to continue working.

……

Go back inside.

Chen Fan patted the cat's head, then took out a golden bowl and poured water to drink.

He casually took out a century-old ginseng root, intending to crush it and steep it in water to drink.

But after recalling what Eunuch Wei had said earlier, a bold idea popped into his head!

Without hesitation, Chen Fan glanced at the ginseng in his hand and vanished in a flash.

Meow!

Xiao Hua, who was sleeping in Chen Fan's arms, hadn't even realized what was happening when her whole body suddenly dropped to the ground.

Startled, it let out a cry and quickly leaped onto the table.

Looking at the empty golden bowl, Xiaohua felt fear in her eyes, and then she lay down beside it to guard it silently.

A world within a bowl.

Recently, as soon as Eunuch Wei wakes up, he goes to the field to weed.

For some reason, he suddenly came to like this kind of life.

He used to be a supervisor in the palace, where he had to face all kinds of intrigue and backstabbing every day.

Or perhaps one of the concubines had fallen out of favor and needed his comfort.

Either the emperor is unhappy, or Eunuch Wei has to find all sorts of ways to please him.

As a strong person, to be honest, he didn't like living like that.

But eunuchs were born out of dependence on imperial power.

All that Eunuch Wei has today is a gift from the Emperor!

He lived in this environment because he deeply revered imperial power.

Over time, Eunuch Wei became increasingly numb and lost all feeling for ordinary life.

But ever since he came to this godforsaken place to farm, his chaotic state of mind has surprisingly become calm.

It was a pleasant, relaxed, and stress-free feeling.

Wei Gonggong, who was enjoying himself, felt that his injuries had improved considerably.

Just as he was contemplating life, Chen Fan appeared!

"Good morning, I'm busy."

"It's not hard work..." Eunuch Wei nodded slightly.

"We just had a sudden idea," Chen Fan said bluntly.

"Do you think ginseng can grow in this field?"

After saying that, Chen Fan took out a century-old ginseng from his pocket.

"I don't know," said Eunuch Wei, shaking his head upon seeing this.

"But if you can grow radishes... I guess you can grow ginseng too, right?"

Chen Fan nodded.

That's what he thought too.

The magical water in the golden bowl can nourish all things and bring them back to life.

Chen Fan, who has been drinking it for almost three months, has recently noticed that his full head of white hair has started to turn black again!

The wrinkles on her face have also decreased significantly.

If he kept drinking like this, Chen Fan wondered if he would become young again!

"Then let's give it a try... If it works, we'll have even better ginseng to eat in the future."

Hearing what Chen Fan said.

Eunuch Wei was also somewhat tempted.

Although he didn't know where the old eunuch's water for fertilizing came from, he knew very well that it was definitely a treasure.

Even ordinary radishes can be imbued with spiritual energy when watered.

Not to mention these century-old ginsengs that are inherently imbued with spiritual energy!

"Eunuch Chen, let our family do the planting," Eunuch Wei said obsequiously.

"Leave the rough and tiring work to us, don't overwork yourself!"

"Okay, go and dig that piece of land out." Chen Fan said with a squinty smile:

"One radish, one hole; we'll put ginseng in it, water it, and fertilize it!"

You damned old eunuch!

When Eunuch Wei realized his scheme had failed, he cursed inwardly.

With a smile on his face, he had no choice but to obey orders.

Soon, a small plot of land was dug out by Eunuch Wei.

Chen Fan was also decisive.

They took out three century-old ginseng roots brought back from the secret chamber and buried them in the soil like radishes.

He then proceeded to water and fertilize the plants, his movements fluid and graceful.

After planting the ginseng, Chen Fan straightened up and smiled:

"At the latest by tomorrow... we should see some progress with these ginseng... Whether it works out or not depends on fate. If it does, our family can improve your meals from now on!"