After traveling through time, I became a princess in ancient times

After hearing the news, most of the people flocked to the county marquis's mansion. On the other side of the courtyard, a group of soldiers were busy building a porridge shed.

The scorching sun cast mottled shadows on them. Even though it was very hot, they still built a simple porridge shed.

Xia Yurou stood in front of the porridge stall, watching the pots of steaming porridge being poured into the big barrel, and felt a little relieved.

Ren Chenxi's gaze fell on the people who received porridge and food, and a long-lost smile appeared on their faces.

An elderly woman tightly grasped a broken bowl filled with porridge, as if it was the most precious treasure in her life.

Several people came to Ren Chenxi and Xia Yurou tremblingly, and said excitedly in a trembling voice: "Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Princess, thank you for saving us poor people. Without these grains, we really can't survive."

Other people also gathered around, some bowed to express their gratitude, some had tears in their eyes, and some were even so excited that they could not speak.

At this moment, the good deeds of Ren Chenxi and Xia Yurou have been deeply imprinted in the hearts of the people of Beiling.

"Your Highness, this can solve the problem temporarily, but it is not a long-term solution. If we want to help the people of Beiling get rid of their predicament, we need to find another way."

He frowned and said in a deep voice: "This drought did not happen overnight. To overcome this drought, we need everyone to work together to change the ecological imbalance."

"I have a plan that may be worth a try. First, we can introduce drought-resistant crops such as sweet potatoes for the people to grow to alleviate the problem of food shortage. Second, we can organize people to divert water sources from several nearby counties to develop rivers and fundamentally solve the problem of drought."

"Rou'er, your idea is good, but it will take time to divert water for irrigation, and it will cost a lot of money. Beiling is located in a remote area, how can we implement it quickly?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Yurou immediately took out a blueprint that she had drawn last night from her sleeve and spread it out in front of Ren Chenxi and the Marquis.

The drawing depicts the structure of a water pump in detail, with every detail clearly visible from the water inlet pipe to the outlet to the drive wheel.

"This is the blueprint of the water pump I drew. As long as it can be manufactured, it can bring water from nearby sources to irrigate the fields of Beiling."

The county marquis took the blueprint and immediately summoned the craftsmen to start making the water pump according to the instructions on the blueprint.

The craftsmen gathered together to study the blueprints carefully, their tools waved constantly, and pieces of wood and iron gradually took shape in their hands.

"Natural disasters are ruthless, but human beings are kind. I know you haven't had a full meal for a long time, so I brought sweet potato seedlings, which are drought-resistant crops. They have a very high yield and mature quickly. As long as we all work together, we will be able to make the fields of Beiling come alive again."

Xia Yurou's voice resounded clearly throughout the courtyard, and the people gathered around, looking curiously at the sweet potato seedlings in Xia Yurou's hand.

A middle-aged man trembled and asked, "Princess, are these small seedlings really as you said, with high yields and fast maturity?"

"Yes, as long as everyone follows the correct planting method, it can grow and thrive in dry land and produce a good harvest even without rain. Moreover, sweet potatoes can not only be used as a staple food, but also made into a variety of delicacies, such as sweet potato cakes, baked sweet potatoes, crispy sweet potato strips, etc."

After hearing the princess' explanation, the people showed excitement on their faces, and they all scrambled to join the sweet potato planting team.

As their numbers increased, they stood on the wide ridges of the fields, holding sweet potato seedlings in their hands, ready to sow new hope in this dry land.

As a prince, he was the first to bend down and insert a sweet potato seedling into the soil. Although it was his first time to work in the fields, he also set an example.

Xia Yurou followed closely behind, her hands moving deftly in the soil, and the sweet potato seedlings burst into life in her hands.

Seeing this, the people followed suit. Some picked up hoes to dig the soil, and some even compacted the soil with their hands.

Even though the scorching sun made their faces red, they had no intention of retreating and squatted there working hard to plant the sweet potato seedlings.

The marquis standing by the field took off his official uniform, bent down and helped everyone plant the potato seedlings into the soil.

As the roar of the pumps sounded, the clear river water meandered into the river channel of Beiling County like a silver ribbon.

The water surface shimmers in the sunlight, flashing with light of hope.

The river flows slowly, moistening the dry land.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Xia Yurou showed a satisfied smile on her face, and then said to the people beside her: "Although we have brought water from several neighboring counties, we still have to work harder to make this land green."

After that, she picked up a sapling and demonstrated how to dig a hole, add soil and water it.

Except for some people who followed Ren Chenxi to plant sweet potatoes, the rest of the people were divided into groups of two or three, and were immersed in the joy of planting trees.

More than half a month passed like flowing water, the sun shone on the golden fields, and the sweet potato leaves swayed gently in the breeze.

Xia Yurou led everyone and they were busy shuttling through the fields, waving sickles and digging out huge sweet potatoes from the soil.

The sweet potato has a smooth skin, bright color and an attractive aroma.

The children were playing in the fields. They held up sweet potatoes, laughing and making noises, passing the joy of the harvest to everyone.

The once dry and cracked soil is now covered with new sweet potato leaves and saplings, forming a green ocean.

Occasionally a few birds fly over, perch on the branches of the small trees and sing happily, adding endless vitality and vigor to this new land.

At this moment, the sky suddenly changed its color. A gust of wind blew past, blowing up the dust in the fields and blowing away the originally clear blue sky.

Dark clouds gathered quickly, rolling in the sky like a group of black beasts, swallowing up the last ray of sunlight.

Xia Yurou and Ren Chenxi stopped what they were doing, looked up at the sky, their eyes full of anticipation.

The people also stopped their work, gathered together, looked at the sky and talked among themselves.

"Four months, four whole months, and it's finally going to rain!"

An old man's voice was particularly loud, his tone was trembling with excitement, his face was full of wrinkles of time, but more of it was a look of joy.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, making a rustling sound everywhere, as if cheering for the coming rain.

There was a damp smell in the air, a sign that rain was coming.

As a bright flash of lightning streaked across the sky, heavy rain poured down, as if the sky was cheering for the land that had been drought-stricken.

The raindrops hit the fields, splashing water, and also hit everyone's hearts, bringing endless joy.

The people dropped their farm tools, opened their arms and felt the long-lost rain drops on their bodies.

Their laughter, shouts and the sound of rain intertwined to form a beautiful symphony.

The rain slid down everyone's cheeks and mixed with the sweat, but there was no bitterness at all, only happiness in their hearts.

The children ran in the rain, and their laughter echoed over the fields, nourishing the land together with the rain.

The rain washed every piece of land in Beiling, taking away the traces of drought and the sorrow in people's hearts.