Become a founding empress in ancient times with the system

As soon as Sheng Changan returned to the county government office, he saw Zhang Shi looking at him with a sad face, "Sir." There seemed to be a hint of sob in his tone.

"What's wrong?" Sheng Chang'an frowned. Zhang Shi was almost covered in dirt and some grass that he brought back from somewhere.

Looking at Zhang Shi's clothes, which were no longer recognizable as they were before, her heart tightened. "Are you injured?"

"No, no," Zhang Shi quickly waved his hands.

Sheng Changan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he was okay, it was fine. Zhang Shi was usually taciturn and rarely came close to talk to her. This was the first time.

She looked around and found a bundle of grass-like things not far away, which looked exactly the same as what Zhang Shi was carrying.

But it looked somewhat familiar, and Sheng Changan walked over with a puzzled look on his face.

Zhang Shi, the "Master," followed closely behind, looking at the crops on the ground with a sad face. "These people have cut down all our sugarcane."

He originally thought that there were only sugarcane radishes in the field and it was not yet time to harvest them, so he did not harvest them.

Who knew that these Xianbei people would not even let go of the sugarcane? If radishes were not so insignificant, there would probably be more than just these here.

It turned out to be sugarcane. She had only eaten it after it had been peeled, cut into pieces, or squeezed into juice, so she had never seen it before it was fully grown.

This was not within her research scope. Sheng Changan blurted out, "It's just sugarcane. We can just replant it."

Zhang Shi seemed to have heard something unbelievable. "Sir!"

Sheng Changan looked at Zhang Shi, who always looked honest and loyal, and saw an expression on his face that looked like he was about to cry. She paused and said, "I didn't expect these people to be so heartless."

"But fortunately, no one is hurt. There are still seeds in the warehouse. I can only ask Lin Chuan for some next year to replant."

Sheng Changan also felt a little distressed. Sugarcane was probably the only fruit in this county town. Moreover, if it could be made into sugar, the food in the city would surely be much richer.

Zhang Shi felt a little sad. He knew that there were still seeds in the warehouse, but these were from the adults. If one was used, there would be one less, not to mention that so many were lost.

Although he is not very smart, considering that he has only taken out these few seeds since the adults came back, it is estimated that there will be fewer and fewer in the future.

The yield of these seeds was almost unprecedented in his life, and although their offspring were much better than the previous seeds, they were far inferior to the batch in the adults' hands.

Just like potatoes, there were only about five potatoes in the pit at the back, while there were almost ten potatoes in the pit at the front, and some even had more, so he was so sad about the loss of sugarcane.

"Sir, will there be other seeds later?" Zhang Shi looked at Sheng Changan with a lucky mentality.

"It should be very little." Although she felt very sorry, after all, she really liked the rewards of the farming system, but the hegemony system would definitely not have such rewards.

She now has only three things that have not been planted. Besides peppers, glutinous rice is not suitable for planting here.

Zhang Shi lowered his head in frustration, holding the unripe sugarcane in his hand and moving to the kitchen. "Sir, I will take these to the county kitchen first, dry them and use them as firewood."

Sheng Changan did not stop him. After all, it was good to be able to recycle. By the way, she had not received the reward for linen yet. Linen was also a common weaving material here.

But the ones produced by the system will naturally be better, and more importantly, there are no flax seeds in the county town.

It was a seed, or a fruit seed. Sheng Changan was a little surprised. Watermelon and apple, of course there was no need to choose. Apples were more common in ancient times, but watermelon was not available at that time.

Scarcity makes things valuable. We also need a specialty here to revitalize the economy, but we will not claim it for now. It is better to keep it in the system. It just so happens that it is not the season to plant it yet.

Sheng Changan rubbed her eyes, which were almost closed, and strode towards her room. Although the kang had been built for a few days, she had not yet taken a close look at it.

It is a house built of adobe, red bricks, wooden windows, and wooden furniture in the house. The overall look is quite out of place.

In short, it is ugly. Sheng Changan sighed. If quartz sand could be found, the glass would also be found. Guangping couldn't always be so ugly.

At least we should find a way to make it look better on a practical basis. If the forest is big enough, maybe it will be difficult to encounter typhoons.

So she still had to explore the bottom of this forest. If there really was a sea, Sheng Changan swallowed her saliva. She was really greedy.

Although life has improved a lot, at least we can see some meat at every meal, but who can complain about having too much delicious food?

Sheng Chang'an slept exceptionally long that time. She woke up around noon the next day and found out that Li Hui had returned, and some other women were with her.

"Sir, some of them are not from our county, and they have a strong desire to go home." Zheng Qing handed over the handkerchief.

Sheng Changan wiped the sweat from his head and estimated his physical strength. He would ask Mr. Shen for some guidance when he came back.

After hearing Zheng Qing's words, she directly asked, "What do you think is the best way to deal with it?"

Zheng Qing was stunned for a moment, frowning and thinking, "Our textile factory still needs people. We can find a way to keep them here."

Sheng Changan sat down and took a sip of water to moisten his throat before asking, "Then do you think we should let them go back?"

Zheng Qing hesitated, but seeing Sheng Changan's encouraging look, he said, "I think we can give them some advice. This world is still a bit harsh on women, and they are escapees from the Xianbei."

"Their families may not be happy to see them, and their fate may be even worse."

Although there was a female emperor here in history, and the current emperor is considered her descendant, after several dynasties, although officials can now serve in the court, their places are often not very good.

Or maybe they were just trying to make an example of someone to scare the monkeys. They were happy to see the original owner coming here, and there were more women serving as officials in the court than just Sheng Changan.

However, these people died in various accidents. As more and more people died, everyone naturally understood what it meant, and gradually no one dared to try to take the imperial examination.

"Admonition may not be of much use." After all, a person who escapes from hell always wants to return to the place he thinks is safest.

Even if this is just their imagined safety, they won't believe it unless they try it themselves. Some people might even think that their advice has ulterior motives.

"Do it according to your idea first. If someone insists on going back..." Sheng Changan's eyes moved slightly, and he put down the teacup in his hand, "then let them go back."

"You can also tell them that if they really can't go back in the end, they can always come back."