Transmigrated into the prince's only daughter, and beat up the dignitaries in the capital with

Huo Lang took a deep breath, glanced at Tuanzi who was looking around the tent, and whispered, "Let's talk about this after the young lady leaves..."

Holland: It’s a ball!

The tent was filled with exquisite cold weapons, some of which were half-finished and could not be used; some were well-made.

Jiang An plunged his head in, touching things left and right, like a little cutie looking for treasure in a garbage dump.

Nianniang behind him did not stop her, but her heroic eyes were fixed on the young lady.

After a while, the white ball was covered with gray dust...

Without Meng Bu-ren sitting there to block his view, Jiang An finally saw clearly what was in the deepest part of the tent.

There was a small pile of soil on the edge, and charcoal basins were placed at regular intervals around it. In the middle was a row of neatly placed wooden basins, the same as those used for beating horang.

In the wooden basin, there were several drooping seedlings that had turned yellow and were about to die.

This should be Meng Bushen’s grain seed experiment.

Jiang An squatted next to the seedlings for a while, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

At this moment, Meng Bu Ren was rummaging around in the tent just like Jiang An had just done, looking for suitable wood and tools to start work.

He did not forget to refute Huo Lang, "What's so fun about a wooden horse?"

"I can make you a wooden sword and a crossbow with low lethality..."

The corner of Huo Lang's mouth twitched. If he couldn't beat him, he would have kicked him long ago!

"The young lady is a milk ball, do you think she is that brat from my family!"

Besides, she is not even as tall as her knees. If she accidentally scratches herself, the coach will force them to fight to the death!

Oh, the only thing on the line is his and Meng Buren’s lives…

Meng Bu Ren was very stubborn and did not agree with him. He said proudly, "Don't you see whose child the young lady is..."

Jiang An, who was at the center of the conversation, was holding onto the edge of the wooden basin, and his childish voice was full of regret.

"It's dying..."

Who?

Who is going to die?

The two men looked up.

Huo Lang's eyes widened in surprise, "Didn't they say the seedlings have grown?"

He walked closer, bent down and looked carefully at these half-dead seedlings, frowning with a look of disappointment.

"Old Meng, is it not possible this time?"

Meng Bu Ren pursed his lips and said nothing, just shook his head.

Huo Lang: "This is already the tenth test this year, Lao Meng... why don't we just forget about it? Chongzhou Prefecture has been having a food problem for a hundred years..."

Since Nanshang incorporated this place into its territory, the food grown on this land has been pitifully scarce.

"Look at what you have done!"

Meng Bu Ren: "Have you never seen what the people in the three border states are like every winter?"

"When the National Protection Army was not stationed here, how many people would die in the winter here!"

"As long as I persist, as long as these seedlings can grow, centuries-old problems can be solved in our generation!"

Huo Lang was speechless. Although he didn't know any of that, he knew what Lao Meng said made sense.

But Meng Bu Ren was his brother who shared life and death with him. He felt really bad when he saw this man become so thin that he was almost unrecognizable...

The two adults were arguing, and the little kid in the middle, who was not even as tall as his knees, looked at this and that, and finally his round eyes fell on the yellowing seedlings.

Similar things seemed to be happening in her fading memories.

At the beginning of the new era, food was in short supply. The military controlled the areas outside the garrison. Newborns were hope, and women were the carriers.

Children are no longer the hope for the continuation of the human race, but the hope for the survival of some bastards without humanity.

They used surgery to cut open the abdomen of the woman who was carrying life, took out the baby, and then used superb skills to sew up the skin and flesh, and then dragged the woman away until the carrier could no longer reproduce and she would become food.

In her previous life, Jiang An was born in such a place. After the military destroyed the magic cave, she was picked up by the captain.

When she was older, the captain told her that her mother was in the hot pot.

The captain wants the young child to grow up quickly. In a world where everyone is in danger, morality and bottom line are empty talk.

In his previous life, Jiang An did it...

Tuanzi squatted down, the small lump made people feel pitiful for some reason, her fingers were twisted together, and her expression looked like she was about to cry in the next second,

Looking at Nianniang, he said in a low voice, "Dad doesn't like to eat Hu Bing."

The refined rice she eats every day is also very precious...

Nianniang is not good at comforting people. Her heroic eyes are tinged with anxiety and a hint of heartache. She comforts the young lady in a hoarse voice.

"Don't think too much, young lady. The prince likes to eat it."

While saying this, he silently apologized to his former master in his heart, and his eyes still pierced the two culprits with cold murderous intent.

Huo Lang and Meng Bu Ren (guilty version): …

Jiang An pouted at Nianniang's words of comfort, "Nianniang, I'm three years old..."

Although the brain is small, the wisdom is still there~

So don't lie to silly kids!

Before Nioniou could think of words to comfort and deceive the silly child again, Tuanzi had already reached out to the wooden basin.

Jiang An rolled up his sleeves, clenched his white and tender hands into fists, and his eyes were full of determination.

Isn't it just a small seedling? In her previous life, she was still a baby, and the captain took her with him to do infrastructure construction.

How could growing some food be a problem for Jiang An?

Of course not!

Under the watchful eyes of the three adults, Jiang An tried his best to pull the wooden basin filled with soil over.

The tub is motionless...

Jiang An: ...So embarrassing...

Meng Buren squatted down beside Tuanzi, and put the wooden basin in front of Tuanzi with his wounded hands.

The seedlings are going to die anyway, so this experiment has failed. If the lady likes it, let her play!

Jiang An's fat hand gently touched the yellow leaves of the seedling. The seedling had only one fragile stem, which served as both a stem and leaves. The leaves were slender and curled inwards. Although they were yellow and withered, their characteristics were still very obvious.

Jiang An: "This is wheat seedlings,"

She looked at the pots next to her, and Meng couldn't bear to move them over immediately.

He originally thought that the lady was just curious, but he didn't expect that Tuanzi actually knew her!

Huo Lang was also surprised. His son was already seven or eight years old, but he still couldn't tell the difference between wheat and grass.

People are so irritating!

The seedlings in the other pots have three leaf stems from the root, and the leaves are like needles. The overall color should be light green.

"The rice seedlings..."

Meng Buren's eyes were bright, and his unshaven face showed his first smile of the day.

He praised her generously, "Miss, you are amazing!"

No one doubted why Tuanzi knew about the seedlings of grains. After all, Jiang An had been absent for three years. Moreover, Dongli Country was rich in resources, so it was not surprising that the young lady could learn some things through whispering and watching.

The invisible tail behind Jiang An was almost wagging to the sky, and his expression was proud and arrogant, "Of course!"

A little proud, Tuanzi has not forgotten that he has no memory of the first three years, and is still labeled as an amnesiac child.

She pointed to her little head and said seriously, "I've heard of..."

"It's a book."

The vague words made Huo Lang and Niang Niang open their eyes slightly.

Nianniang leaned down and asked, "Miss, what did you remember?"

Jiang An answered very honestly, "No~"

“When I saw Miao, my head popped out.”

To some extent, Jiang An is not a liar.

The memory of her past life was fading day by day. From the moment her original body was poisoned and she took over the body, she had forgotten about the death of her past life. The emotions in her memory were fading every day.

Fortunately, theoretical knowledge can still be triggered and remembered randomly~

Book?

Dongli is rich in products and has a lot of food crops. Most of the major grain merchants among the countries come from Dongli.

They also have their own experience and cases accumulated over the years in planting.

In order to control the lifeline of grain, the royal family of Dongli ordered that the planting of crops should never be spread outside, and the grain merchants cooperated for money and status.

Given the status of the young lady's mother, it's not surprising that someone around her read some strange book to her...

The more he thought about it, the more excited Meng Buren was. He took the initiative to help Jiang An complete the story.

He cautiously probed, "Miss, do you remember what the book says?"

Jiang An avoided those shining eyes and lowered his head strategically, the little chirp on his head swaying.

"I can't explain it, but I know there's something wrong with the way you raise the seedlings!"

After all, she was telling Meng Bu Ren the truth, about illumination, apical dominance, oxygen saturation, blue light and red light principles, but he didn't understand...

Tuanzi used his hands to pinch the yellow leaves of the seedlings.

The leaves of the seedlings were rotten and stained her hands with juice.

She then grabbed some moist soil from the basin and placed it on Meng Buren's fingertips so that he could feel it.

"There is too much water in the soil, and the seedlings will drown,"

"It's like leaving meat in water for a long time, it will rot."