Qin Luoluo lived in a daze for over ten years. Then came the drought, and mountain bandits attacked the village...
Qin Luo, a newly admitted college student, experienced the apocalypse. Her p...
Wu Hua then confirmed
"Yes, you can grow sweet potatoes!"
The low yield of the military farms had always been a major concern for the Marquis.
The daily food and supplies expenses of the border army are enormous.
The original plan was to establish military farms, which would save the imperial court a considerable expense.
But this sandy land is impossible to grow any crops on; the yield that can be grown is pitifully low…
Without a word, he handed his warrant to Qin Luo.
"If it is true, as you and Zai Zai say, that we can grow high-yield food, then all those who assist us will be promoted to the rank of commander of a thousand households!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Yunhe and his three companions disregarded whether the matter could be resolved and immediately knelt down and kowtowed.
"Rest assured, my lord, we will do our utmost to assist in the planting!"
The Marquis raised his hand, gesturing for them to rise.
"From this day forward, you will obey Qin Luo and act according to her orders!"
The four answered in unison, "Yes!"
The Marquis discussed some details with Qin Luo and Wu Hua, and finally said goodbye to the Marquis's wife before leaving.
Qin Luo was also preparing to take Qin Yunhe and the others to the agricultural settlement when Lady Hou pulled her aside to ask...
"Aren't you going to watch the sacrificial ceremony?"
Qin Luo shook her head: "Auntie, we won't go. If you're going, please bring more people with you. We don't know if they have accomplices. Safety first!"
Lady Hou felt comforted upon hearing this.
"Girls are so much better! They're so considerate! You guys go ahead and get busy! I'll bring plenty of help!"
"Okay, then we'll be going now!"
"Okay, don't tire yourself out or the baby!"
Under the repeated instructions of the Lady of the Marquis, Qin Luo, Wu Hua, and Qin Yunhe jogged out of the Marquis's residence.
As Lady Hou watched the group's retreating figures, she missed Mu Xiuyu even more.
"I wonder when Yu'er will come back next, and whether she'll be as tall as them by then..."