When Su Jiaoniang heard that the policy had been introduced, she wanted to find a group of people to specialize in researching high grain yields.

He thought to himself that Lu Wujiu acted very quickly.

However, it's not enough for scholars from farming families who are skilled in farming to study hybrid rice and hybrid grains. These people need some basic biological knowledge to conduct in-depth research.

Otherwise, if they only plant according to their own experience, they will not be able to develop hybrid rice even after a hundred years.

"Isn't this prince just being ridiculous? He's good at killing people, but when it comes to farming, the techniques passed down from our ancestors have been used for hundreds of years, and the highest yield is still so-so. How can we just increase it like that!"

An outsider instructing an expert? That's bound to make a fool of themselves!

After the vendor finished speaking, he quickly covered his mouth.

In this important capital region, one must not speak ill of that person; if someone overhears it, it will be disastrous.

"Young master, here's your chestnut!"

The vendor packed Su Jiaoniang's food and immediately began serving the other customers.

Su Jiaoniang cracked open a chestnut while searching for a relatively clean inn.

The chestnuts are still warm, the meat inside is fragrant and tender, and it's also slightly powdery. They're delicious and nutritious!

Little Ya imitated Su Jiaoniang, and easily cracked open the chestnut shell with her fingers.

She put the meat inside into her mouth.

It smelled delicious, and he showed an expression of enjoyment.

Feng Yuwei knew Kyoto very well and led Su Jiaoniang to an inn.

As soon as the carriage stopped, a waiter led the horse to feed it hay. The carriage was parked in the courtyard.

Su Jiaoniang didn't plan to rent or buy a courtyard outside; instead, she booked a room for a month.

After landing, I went to the fabric shop next door and bought some ready-made bedding to change the ones on the bed.

If she didn't have money or if her living conditions were difficult, she wouldn't be too particular. But now that she has enough money, she'd rather use her own bedding for something so intimate she doesn't have to worry about.

As for finding Lu Wujiu...

That won't do!

She would lose face if we went directly to her door.

Feelings are a tug-of-war.

It's about having fun.

Although she didn't remember which expert said this, Su Jiaoniang thought it made perfect sense, and it wouldn't hurt to play around with it when she had the time and money.

Otherwise, if you wait until you're busy to have fun, that's just a pipe dream!

Change the bedding for Xiaoya and let her go to sleep.

Su Jiaoniang changed her room again.

She and Xiaoya lived in what seemed like a suite; she was on the outside, and Xiaoya was on the inside.

Feng Yuwei, single room!

After changing these things, I felt exhausted and went to bed for a nap.

I slept until dusk.

Sunlight streamed in from outside.

Su Jiaoniang was in a daze and couldn't tell whether it was morning or night.

"Mother, I'm hungry!" The little girl suddenly pushed open the door, saw that Su Jiaoniang was awake, and climbed onto Su Jiaoniang's bed.

Su Jiaoniang pulled the girl up and placed her next to her; the six-year-old girl had grown taller.

She's lost weight.

With such thin arms, Su Jiaoniang deliberately relaxed her strength when pulling.

They were afraid of breaking the little girl's arm.

The little girl said, "Mommy, I want to eat noodles with chili oil!"

"Okay, Mother will make it for you!" Su Jiaoniang pushed open the window and looked at the scenery outside.

Even with a quarter fewer people, the capital of Qi remained prosperous.

In places where people abide by the law, incidents such as snatching wallets and human trafficking are rare.

The punishments in the State of Qi were very severe.

No one would dare to defy the power of the law unless they were starving to death.

The afterglow turned the sky red, and horse-drawn carriages moved along the ground.

The one riding the tall horse at the head of the group was a small child.

Su Jiaoniang had excellent eyesight and recognized him at a glance as her son.

Futu was wearing silver armor and carrying a curved sword, the blade still stained with blood!

...

Her perfectly good son has turned into a murderer; he goes crazy having fun once he's away from her, and he's too lazy to even pretend anymore.

Su Jiaoniang let out a breath.

He slammed the window shut.

She glanced at the little girl and said, "Find your Mr. Feng to learn painting, and Mommy will make you some spicy noodles with chili oil!"

"Okay!" The little girl, dressed neatly, was handed over to Feng Yuwei.

Su Jiaoniang borrowed the inn's kitchen.

Make the dough and roll it out yourself, prepare the chili oil, and then add two green vegetable leaves!

Make sure the noodles are firm and elastic. Use your strength when kneading the dough, and add some salt and eggs. This will give them a good texture and prevent them from becoming soft and mushy when soaked in water!

The moment the chili oil is poured over the kitchen, the kitchen is filled with the fragrant and pungent aroma of chili.

"Young man, what is this?" A cook sniffed and walked towards Su Jiaoniang.

Su Jiaoniang explained, "The chili peppers were bought from Ganzhou Prefecture in the Great Zhou Dynasty. If you two need some, I can find a personal shopper to bring them back for you!"

Don't even think about the little bit she has; when she's out and about, she can't be carrying tons of it.

But she herself loves spicy food.

She might have to find someone to buy more chili peppers for her when she runs out.

The cook wanted to say something more, but after clenching his hands on his apron a few times, he ultimately refrained from uttering anything unreasonable.

Continue cooking your own meals.

Su Jiaoniang then chopped a cucumber, stir-fried some greens, and braised pork. By the time the meat was ready, it was already dark.

Carrying the food upstairs.

The little girl has already drawn a corner of the landscape painting.

The appearance of Kyoto Prefecture.

The painting depicts vendors carrying loads busily through the crowd, an old woman waving a handkerchief as she haggles with people, and porters tossing sacks onto small boats.

It looks great!

The painting combines freehand and meticulous brushwork, reflecting daily life on the canvas. Although the painting depicts a bustling scene with crowds of people, it is quite prosperous.

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