To be honest, with Gan Xin by the lady's side, let alone random people getting close, even a small army might not be able to gain the upper hand against him... With no reason to object, they eventually compromised.
Zheng Quchi took the map given to her by Wei Yao and the others and headed west. Along the way, she saw many people from Wubao carrying baskets on their backs. Curious, she stopped and asked them questions.
"Fellow villagers, it's so cold outside, where are you all headed?"
Seeing that she was riding a horse and accompanied by a entourage, the people who had been stopped and questioned clearly knew that she was someone they couldn't afford to offend, so they quickly lowered their heads and replied, "We...we went to the west of Wubao to collect some shells, and we're going home now."
A shell? What's that?
If you don't understand, just ask: "What shell?"
He turned around and grabbed a handful of things from his basket. Zheng Quchi looked closely and examined them: "Is this a shell?"
"Yes, that's what we locals call it."
Zheng Quchi thought to himself: Chestnuts are called shells, that's interesting.
"Fellow villagers, are there many of these shells around here?" she asked.
"There are so many, the whole mountain is full of them, but now that it's past the month, they've all fallen to the ground. A while ago the trees were laden with fruit."
Zheng Quchi estimated that if there were indeed large areas of chestnut trees on the mountain, it would be possible to develop some regional planting.
Uburg has very little arable land, and most of the sandy soil is not suitable for growing vegetables, but it is very suitable for plants such as chestnuts that are cold-resistant and can be irrigated and drought-resistant.
If the local area wants to develop, it must actively explore new paths for industrial development. Only in this way can it vigorously develop the local economy and get rid of its current state of poverty.
Instead of waiting for relief, teach them how to fish.
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