Mo Yan felt a little embarrassed. "Kids are so cute, let me pet them."

"Um, I only touched it once."

"I don't believe it."

Mo Yan: "..."

"Mother, you're an adult now, you can't make me worry. How am I supposed to study properly if you keep acting like this?"

Mo Yan: "..."

"Okay, I won't do it again."

Nan Zhiyan was finally satisfied.

Forty days passed, and Mo Yan finished her postpartum confinement. That scoundrel still hadn't returned, but the concubine and that mistress did come to pay their respects. After paying their respects and offering tea, they were the ones who belonged to the Prince's mansion, weren't they?

The concubine kept calling Mo Yan "elder sister" and saying that she was young and didn't know any better, which implied that Mo Yan was older.

Good heavens, she's only in her early twenties, yet she looks old?

"Since you are young, you shouldn't serve the prince."

Mo Yan's words made her so angry that her face turned black.

"Your Highness is joking." She forced out these words through gritted teeth.

"I am serious. Since you think you are too young, then you can wait two years before you serve the prince."

Concubine: "..."

"princess!"

She panicked.

"What, didn't you say yourself that you're young?"

Concubine: "..."

"Your Highness, that's not what I meant." She could only feign weakness; she refused to believe that the princess truly didn't know, and that the princess was doing it on purpose.

"I don't understand what you mean."

Concubine: "..."

"This concubine is ready to serve Your Highness."

Mo Yan was too lazy to talk to her, "Alright, this princess is tired, you can all go back."

I originally wanted to tell them that they didn't need to pay their respects every day, but now, you'd better get up early every day.

Li Youyou came today too. She looked terrifying. She was panting as she walked, and she had gained about fifty or sixty pounds.

Mo Yan quickly looked at herself and thankfully found that she was still within an acceptable range.

They then got up to take their leave.

After they left, Mo Yan rubbed her head. That bastard had so many women and so much trouble.

Xiangling quickly stepped forward to let Moyan rest, "Your Highness, please go back and lie down to rest."

"It's okay, walk around more, it'll help you recover faster." Lying down all the time isn't good either.

For the next month, they came to pay their respects every day, only leaving after Mo Yan had slept comfortably.

Even if they have grievances, they can only keep them to themselves.

Nan Chen hasn't returned yet, but I have received a letter.

Others dared not write letters, fearing the prince would not accept them, while Mo Yan was too lazy to write.

Every day, Nan Chen would ask, "Has a letter arrived from the manor?"

His answer was always no.

There are only daily replies from the housekeeper.

Nan Chen was so angry that his face turned black. He looked at Eunuch Li next to him and complained, "Do you think this Mo Yan is acting like I don't exist?"

Eunuch Li: "..."

Nan Chen told himself that he didn't care about Mo Yan, he was just angry. He was angry that Mo Yan didn't care about him. How could he care? He didn't care!

Nan Chen performed very well, and her office work was also quite beautiful.

Several months later, when he returned, potatoes and sweet potatoes were ready to be dug up, and even corn was almost ready to be eaten.

Mo Yan took Nan Zhiyan to harvest the crops herself. After digging them up, she recorded the yield, made a lot of delicious food, and sent it to the emperor in Nan Zhiyan's name.

The emperor was still somewhat bewildered as he looked at the five or six food boxes.

Upon opening it, I found it contained dishes I'd never eaten before.

Roasted sweet potatoes, potato pancakes, shredded potatoes, potato strips, braised potatoes, dried sweet potatoes, mashed sweet potatoes, sweet potato buns, and also sweet potato noodles and potato noodles.

Each dish looked delicious and appealed to the eye, and there was also a letter with it.

Grandfather:

Grandfather, this is Zhiyan. These are the foods that my mother and I planted together. Please have a taste.

The people used to say that this was food for the poor, but my grandson thinks that the grains he grows are delicious, especially the potatoes and sweet potatoes, which he can't get enough of. Moreover, he harvested a thousand catties from one plot of land, which is so much!

Grandfather, I've planted many other things too, would you like to try some?

[It's a fictional world, but it has everything you'd expect, just not as widespread.]

The emperor was greatly impressed when he saw it. He quickly tried it and his eyes lit up. It was really delicious!

The emperor immediately left the palace to find Nan Zhiyan. Upon learning that Nan Zhiyan was at the estate, he went to see him. When he arrived, Nan Zhiyan was digging potatoes with a hoe, and it was clear from his appearance that he did this often.

When the emperor spoke, a large group of people knelt on the ground. The emperor told them all to stand up.

After Mo Yan learned that she had come to pay her respects, she went to cook, making sure to prepare several different dishes.

"Zhiyan, how did you come up with the idea of ​​growing sweet potatoes and beans?"

Nan Zhiyan was not afraid. She looked at her grandfather calmly and confidently and said, "Grandpa, it's like this. It's my first time farming, and I want to grow something different from what others grow."

My grandson wants to try them all. All the seeds planted on this farm are from foreign lands, and some even come from the sea.

The grandson wants to see if he can grow these crops.

The emperor looked at the vast expanse of land, then at Nan Zhiyan, who was smiling broadly, and uttered three words in succession, "Good, good, good."

The emperor summoned the minister in charge of agriculture, and together they harvested the crops, with people weighing them right there in the field.

Sure enough, one acre can produce a thousand catties! That's amazing.

They also had sweet potato rice, potato noodles, and various dishes made from potatoes and sweet potatoes, as well as scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried meat with chili peppers, and various other stir-fries.

Each of the Southern Languages ​​was introduced to the emperor.

Nan Zhiyan told the emperor that he wanted to grow enough food to feed everyone!

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