"But I can't help mother much; mother alone doesn't have the strength to cultivate such a large piece of wasteland."
Qiong Hua glanced at the barren land in front of her and did not refute Jun Ning's words.
However—
"Yi Yi, cultivating the wasteland doesn't necessarily rely solely on mother; mother can also seek help from other people in the Cold Palace. This problem isn't really a problem."
"Mother is thinking about something else right now."
Upon hearing this solution, Jun Ning's eyes lit up, and he was so happy he almost started jumping. It was another of Qiong Hua's concerns that held him back, stopping him from voicing his excitement.
"Apart from this, what else is there?"
"Growing vegetables requires seeds!"
Qiong Hua knew very well how rare these things were.
If they cleared the wasteland but didn't have seeds to plant, all efforts would be wasted.
