After crossing, I was miserable.

Lord Yang called his youngest daughter and eldest son to come over with a smile on his face. It turned out that he had taken the lead in planting a batch of potatoes on his own farm.

After hearing this, Qian Duoduo asked in surprise:

"Dad, you actually planted potatoes yourself? Why don't you go directly to my villa? I can send a few people to help you take care of it!"

Lord Yang smiled and waved his hand, replying:

"Silly girl, of course Dad has sent people there, don't you know anything about it?

Oh, by the way, I suddenly remembered that it seemed that it was the steward Qi of your villa who was in charge of receiving them. On the day they went there, the servants reported back saying whether you and Qian Yi were there.

Then they sent 5 people to help. Hahaha..." Lord Yang couldn't help but laugh.

On the day Lord Yang sent people over, Qian Duoduo and the others had all gone out. Butler Qi originally wanted to wait until they came back before talking about it, but later he got busy and forgot about it.

Qian Duoduo, who was standing by and watching his old father smiling so happily, knew in his heart that this matter must be going very smoothly.

However, she still couldn't help but persuade with concern:

"Dad, even though it hasn't snowed yet, the weather is still freezing cold.

You must not go to that farm in person, just send someone there to learn planting techniques or help take care of it.

Anyway, there is no need to rush right now. It won’t be too late for you to go and inspect it in person when the weather warms up in the spring.

But even if it’s not snowing now, the temperature is still a little low, so I guess the growth rate of these potatoes won’t be too fast.”

Lord Yang's originally hearty laughter came to an abrupt end, as if he was suddenly struck by lightning in the brain, and he fell into deep thought.

After a while, he looked up, with a puzzled look in his eyes, and asked, "Is the temperature really so influential?"

Qian Duoduo, who was standing nearby, nodded quickly and explained seriously: "Yes, Dad, this is not a joke!

If there is heavy snow, these crops may not be able to grow normally. Although they can be planted in winter, the temperature requirements are quite strict. "

Hearing this, Lord Yang couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke the small tuft of carefully trimmed beard on his chin, muttering to himself thoughtfully:

"In that case... can we place them in the greenhouse?" After saying that, he looked at his daughter expectantly.

Qian Duoduo smiled and replied:

"Of course it is a feasible method. Dad, you are really wise and resourceful!

But, Dad, you have to know that this greenhouse is not something that every ordinary person can own and use.

Those noble families don't care about this expense. I believe that some of them are already using greenhouses to grow all kinds of fresh vegetables.

But for ordinary people, it is not easy to have a house that can shelter the whole family from the wind and rain, so where can they find extra houses specifically for this kind of planting?"

After listening to this, Lord Yang remained silent. He just slowly raised his hand and gently stroked his neatly trimmed mustache again.

Mr. Yang is in charge of the country's vital agricultural affairs, and he treats this job conscientiously and wholeheartedly.

Although he was born into a prominent family, he never had the slightest contempt for ordinary people in his bones.

In his daily work, Mr. Yang often goes deep into the fields to carefully check the growth conditions of various crops.

He devoted himself to studying how to increase grain production to ensure that the country's granaries were full and the people had enough food and clothing.

Although the Chu State has been at a ceasefire for more than ten years, the fierce fighting in the early stages has caused extremely serious damage to the domestic land resources.

Nowadays, ordinary people are basically no longer hungry, but they still face many difficulties in getting enough food to eat.

Lord Yang actually already knew something about this situation.

Unfortunately, due to his noble status and the special environment he lives in, even though he clearly understands the situation, his understanding of this issue is still relatively limited.

It was not until later that a large number of refugees from other places poured into the capital. What Yang saw and heard made him more deeply appreciate the hardships of people's lives, and thus he gained a new and deeper understanding of this issue.

Therefore, when he saw his daughter bringing back food that was high-yielding and easy to grow, the excitement in his heart was like a surging tide that was difficult to describe in words.

That kind of joy seemed to put him in a beautiful dream, and he couldn't wait to immediately devote himself to the action of sowing these foods into the soil and spreading them widely.

However, although he knew that this matter was undoubtedly a huge benefit to the country and the people, at the same time, he also understood the potential risks and hidden dangers.

If such miraculous food unfortunately falls into the hands of those with ulterior motives in the court, they will maliciously exploit it or even monopolize and control it.

Then what was originally done with good intentions is likely to turn into a disaster in the end, bringing more suffering rather than happiness to the people.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but frown and fell into deep worry.

"I was too anxious." Lord Yang felt deeply guilty.

Qian Duoduo had never expected that his father would be so patriotic and caring about the people!

She couldn't help but feel admiration, and turned her gaze to her elder brother Yang Chuming beside her. After the two looked at each other, Qian Duoduo spoke first:

"Dad, you don't have to worry too much about this.

Looking at the moment, there has been no snowfall yet, so I think it shouldn't have much of an impact.

Even if it does snow, there is no need to worry too much.

My daughter, I have been immersed in research recently, thinking about how to make these crops survive better in severe cold climate conditions.

After all, as the saying goes: "The crops depend on God's blessing."

In this case, let's leave this difficult problem to God for the time being." After saying this, she smiled slightly, as if she was full of confidence.

Yang Chuming immediately echoed, "Sister is right, Daddy, don't be too anxious."

Hearing his children's comfort, Father Qian nodded slightly, but still could not hide a trace of worry on his face, and murmured to himself:

"Alas... maybe I'm just too idealistic and too perfect. I just hope that this year will be a good year with good weather and no major disasters."

"No, our Great Chu Emperor is famous, powerful, and loves his people like his own children. He is a rare good emperor in a century. So God will definitely bless his emperor."

"You! Haha... If the emperor heard you flattering him, he would definitely think you are a smooth talker."

"Hey, I'm telling the truth."