The grain output of the Yan Kingdom was not high, and most of it was produced in Nanjiang City.
For example, the drought in Nanjiang City caused a disaster, which almost threatened the entire Yan Kingdom.
"The root cause is still low production."
Ning Yao searched through her memories of her past life: "In my past life, not only were crop yields high, but there were also many varieties, which the Yan Kingdom could not keep up with."
"I don't know where the Lin family got all these things from, but it's perfect, let's plant them all!"
Just to be on the safe side, Ning Yao prepared dozens of large basins, categorized them by variety, added water to those that needed soaking, and then added some spiritual spring water.
No need to soak it in water, just drip some spring water on it.
After finishing these tasks, Ning Yao clapped her hands. The Thousand Illusions Secret Realm was so incredibly powerful that the seeds cultivated in advance like this would definitely have a high yield!
To prevent pest infestations, she went to the Spirit Medicine Pavilion to research a medicinal powder that could effectively kill insects and weeds without damaging crops, and would not cause poisoning or death if accidentally ingested by people or livestock.
Compared to the potent pesticides of my previous life, this is indeed much safer.
The next morning, the sky cleared up quietly, the air after the rain was very fresh, and a gentle breeze blew by, bringing a slight coolness to my face, which felt very comfortable.
After breakfast, Ning Yao went to the guest courtyard. Song Wu had returned last night, and she feared the situation was not good.
In the guest courtyard, Song Wu had already gotten up and was planning to go find Ning Yao.
Seeing Ning Yao come in, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Third Miss, I apologize for disturbing you last night."
Ning Yao said, "It's alright. It's been raining for several days now. Did you get soaked all the way here?"
Qingzhou City is a five or six-day journey from Licheng. It's likely that the torrential rain started when Song Wu and his group were halfway there.
Song Wu's eyes were red-rimmed, with dark circles under them, and he looked unwell.
"Yes, Miss, it started pouring rain when we were almost at Licheng. I took the children and planned to wait for the rain to stop, but it rained for several days in a row. I couldn't wait any longer, so I set off in the rain."
As they were talking, two identical children came out of the room behind Song Wu. They could be identified as a boy and a girl by their clothes, and they looked to be only seven or eight years old.
Ning Yao raised an eyebrow: "Your child?"
Song Wu looked somewhat grief-stricken and nodded in response, "These are my two children, my son Song Wenyuan and my daughter Song Wenna."
"Wen Yuan and Wen Na, come and greet the Third Miss."
Upon hearing this, the two children stepped forward and respectfully kowtowed to Ning Yao, saying, "Greetings, Third Miss!"
Ning Yao raised her hand: "Get up, there's no need for such a grand gesture in the future."
After the two children got up, they stood obediently beside Song Wu, looking timidly at Ning Yao.
"Didn't you say something about your family before..." Ning Yao hesitated, then stopped herself.
Song Wu's face was filled with grief, and his voice was hoarse: "When I returned, my mother and wife were already terminally ill. They gave all their food to the two children. They only left in peace after seeing me. After burying them, I brought the children back to Licheng."
Ning Yao sighed deeply and could only comfort him, "Rest in peace. The two children will still need you in the future."
Song Wu nodded: "I understand, I will raise them."
"Well, since Yingkelai is closed too, there's nothing else to do. You and the children can stay here for the time being."
Song Wu was a little flustered: "There are houses in the backyard of the inn, I can take them there to stay, we already troubled you last night..."
Ning Yao thought for a moment and said, "Alright, going to the city is fine too. The inn is closed right now, so you and Liu Zi can help me recruit workers. As for how to do it, you can ask Liu Zi and the others when they come over later."
"Understood!"
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Ning Yao left Song Wu's place and turned to enter the courtyard where Xiao Yuanhuai lived.
That day, I saved him by using pills mixed with spiritual spring water to stop his Gu poisoning.
She hasn't asked about it these past few days, and Xiao Yang hasn't come looking for her either. It seems the pills are working, and perhaps even quite well.
Since I promised to treat Xiao Yuanhuai's illness, I cannot go back on my word.
According to Zhilan, they had been staying in the courtyard and had not gone out. Xiao Yuanhuai usually practiced martial arts in the courtyard.
When Ning Yao pushed open the courtyard gate and went inside, this was the scene she saw.
The morning sunlight shone through the clouds and fell on the man.
The man stood tall and resolute like a pine tree, wielding a long sword in one hand and moving it rapidly.
The moves may seem chaotic, but they are full of beauty.
He didn't have the deathly aura Ning Yao had seen the first time; instead, he was very calm and reserved.
However, because she was too thin, she had a somewhat aloof air about her.
"Third Miss!" Xiao Yang's excited voice made Xiao Yuanhuai stop his sword dance and look towards the door.
"Is the Third Miss here today to detoxify the master?"
Xiao Yuanhuai nodded, his gaze indifferent: "Third Miss."
Ning Yao stepped into the courtyard: "You look good. The Gu poison hasn't flared up again, has it?"
The other party shook his head: "Thanks to the medicine from Miss Third, I feel much better."
Xiao Yang leaned closer: "What do we need to prepare? I'll go and make the preparations."
Ning Yao shook her head: "Let's go to the hall, and I'll take your pulse again."
Xiao Yuanhuai stepped aside and said, "Please, Third Miss!"
The two sat facing each other in the hall. Xiao Yuanhuai stretched out his hand, his fair wrist covered with blue veins, and his skin and bones made him look somewhat eerie.
The last time I took Xiao Yuanhuai's pulse was when he was unconscious, but this time it was when he was awake.
Looking at himself like this, for some reason, he subconsciously looked up at Ning Yao.
Surprisingly, the other party appeared perfectly normal, without the slightest sign of distress.
This left Xiao Yuanhuai somewhat at a loss.
He was frail from childhood, and the imperial physicians who came to treat him would always show all sorts of expressions whenever they saw him for the first time.
He had seen plenty of those surprised, disdainful, disgusted, and pitying looks.
The first time I'd encountered someone who looked completely normal, and it was a woman.
While Xiao Yuanhuai was lost in thought, Ning Yao had already finished taking his pulse and withdrawn her hand.
The warmth of the woman's fingers still lingered on his wrist.
"There is no way to cure the poison for the time being. This Gu poison is very fierce. It is fine when it does not act up, but when it does, it is fierce. When I examined your pulse the other day, I found that it had only been a little over a month since the first attack. This is more ferocious than I imagined."
"Take the pills I gave you first, one a day. When you run out, have Xiao Yang come and get them from me. Rest for a while, and once your body has recovered enough, I will start working on detoxifying you."
Xiao Yuanhuai nodded: "I understand, thank you for your trouble, Miss. As for the consultation fee..."
Ning Yao said, "We'll set a price for the consultation fee later, once I've developed the antidote."
"Okay, Mr. Xiao will follow the doctor's orders."
What Ning Yao didn't say was that it wasn't that she couldn't cure the poison, but that she discovered the Gu poison in this person seemed to be different from what was recorded in medical texts.
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