Tao Yuwei transmigrated from the apocalypse into a book, becoming cannon fodder who was repeatedly used and died tragically.
Among all transmigrators, who would be willing to be cannon fodder...
Of course, it is different from the picture books circulating on the market in Da Zhou.
Products produced by space systems that cost money must be of high quality.
The carriage ran quickly towards the farm southeast of the city.
As the carriage swayed, Tao Yuwei's eyes began to wander and she fell into a sleepy state in a daze.
Jiang Siyan, who was sitting next to him, was immersed in the wonderful picture book and couldn't pull herself away.
that's all.
The carriage began to fall silent.
After more than an hour's journey, the carriage finally stopped at a farm.
They didn't know that Jiang Jingzhen and Sun Liyun, who were chasing them out of Beijing, had their carriage break down and stopped 500 meters away from the farm.
"Princess Anle, wake up! We've arrived."
Jiang Siyan closed the storybook reluctantly and woke Tao Yuwei up.
Seeing that the other party liked her storybook, Tao Yuwei said generously, "You can keep the book. I have already read the contents above and there is no need to keep it anymore."
"Then I won't be polite!" Jiang Siyan happily took the storybook and got off the carriage first.
Tao Yuwei followed her closely, jumped off the carriage, and found that the farm in front of her was quite large, with a large and exquisite yard.
One look at this farm and you can tell it's worth a lot of money.
This further confirmed her guess.
A dark-faced and energetic man came up to greet me with a smile.
"Princess Anle, please go back to your room and rest. I'll go and check on the recent planting situation on the farm."
Jiang Siyan took out the travel notes and sketchbook from her arms and handed them to her together.
Let her help take care of it first.
Tao Yuwei took it in her hand and, under the guidance of the village head's wife, went to the cleaned house to rest.