"Mom, what do you think?" Zhao Xuran turned to ask Zhan Jing about this professional matter.
"I think it works." Zhan Jing was startled by Gong Ruini's proposal. Right, she had thought of artificial cultivation but lacked manpower. How could she not have thought of such a simple method?
It wouldn't require much labor, and the harvest would surprise everyone.
The more Zhan Jing thought about it, the more she felt this method was good, "Let's do it this way, and I'll find a way to get more seeds."
The more she thought about it, the more urgent it felt; spring was so short, and missing the season would delay many things, especially since she couldn't say when she'd give birth.
"I need to go to the county." This matter required her to go herself; otherwise, no one could help settle it.
What, Zhan Jing was going to the county? It shocked everyone; "No, no," Hua Miaozhu was the first to react. How could they let Zhan Jing go to the county?
