At this moment, Mu Qinglan's mood seemed to be affected by him and was not in a good mood either.
Seeing the other person's sagging little face, Pei Ruoxuan couldn't help but pinch her cheeks.
"Okay, I'll figure it out. Don't worry."
As if remembering something, Mu Qinglan reminded him: "Didn't the emperor give you a tip? Maybe he has guessed all these questions."
Pei Ruoxuan seemed to have opened up his Ren and Du meridians, and his whole body was radiant.
Yes, there is a trick up its sleeve.
Without saying a word, he took out the treasure bag.
There were only a few words written on the second treasure bag: Youzhou City has a harsh environment and a dry climate, which affects grain production.
In addition to growing rice, Youzhou City can also try growing millet and sorghum, which are drought-resistant and are most suitable for planting in barren land.
These are the foods that Youzhou City does not have, but will this really work?
Seeing Pei Ruoxuan hesitate, Mu Qinglan suggested, "Why not give it a try."
The emperor has his reasons for saying this.
Before coming, Emperor Hui sent people to bring seeds of millet and sorghum.
As long as he ordered the people to plant, they would be able to get a high yield of grain soon.
The brocade bag also analyzed the reasons for the dry environment here, which made Pei Ruoxuan convinced.
Not far from Youzhou City, there is a desert, which is dry all year round and has little rain.
The brocade bag suggested that Pei Ruoxuan could send people to plant more trees.
The roots of these trees firmly anchor the ground and prevent rainwater from running away.
Gradually, moisture was stored and the area was no longer dry all year round.
The people can survive well by growing food.
Seeing this, Pei Ruoxuan was amazed.
He had never thought that there was such a saying.
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