I traveled through the Cretaceous period and farmed with the ever-changing dog egg.

"We can't possibly store them all here! How about we arrange for them to be delivered directly over there?"

Historically, the granaries in Xianyang were filled with 100,000 shi of grain at a time, and that was already full. Lin Chaoyan suddenly realized that she actually had so much grain.

"Fool, you really brought out the whole plan?" He habitually pinched Lin Chaoyan's nose again. Inside the huge granary, Ying Zheng dismissed everyone.

"Place one million shi here, and take out another one million shi to be distributed to military camps in various places..." Qin soldiers did not receive wages, only rations; they had to prepare their own blankets and clothes.

"Your Majesty, this is all excellent grain. May I ask if any seeds have been saved?" The Grand Minister of Agriculture arrived late, first bowing to Ying Zheng, then bowing to Lin Chaoyan, who had provided the grain. As for the form of address… he didn't know what to call her.

He held the fluffy white rice and the snow-white flour in his hands; how could the Grand Minister of Agriculture not be excited?

“I am not the one who supplies the grain, so why is the Grand Minister of Agriculture looking at me?” He was displeased that the Grand Minister of Agriculture had neglected Lin Chaoyan.

"It was my fault, Your Majesty and the young lady..." The Grand Minister of Agriculture, realizing he had underestimated and slighted the person in charge, quickly apologized and bowed solemnly.

Lin Chaoyan looked at the plump, white grains of grain in her hand, unsure how to answer him. The seeds were native; the only difference was that she used a more advanced planting method.

"Grand Minister of Agriculture, there's no need for that. These are the most common seeds on the market; the only difference is the planting method..." Besides, she has superhuman abilities, so there's no need to worry about natural disasters or man-made calamities...

"Please enlighten me, sir..."

As the Grand Minister of Agriculture, his job was to increase grain production, ensuring ample granaries so that everyone in the land could have enough to eat. She was more capable than him; that meant he was her husband.

Those who are truly skilled have gone out to gain experience, and there's still no news from Han Dong. She herself is just a half-baked practitioner who's only put what she's learned from books into practice…

"The title 'sir' is too formal. If the Grand Minister of Agriculture is interested, let's come together in the spring to see how to cultivate the land!" Everything starts with fertile soil, which is something most people cannot accept.

"Then I'll take my leave!"

"Ayan, let's go!" Ying Zheng didn't want Lin Chaoyan to suffer like this. He couldn't persuade her otherwise, so he could only try his best to prevent her from doing it herself.

"Your humble servant respectfully sees off Your Majesty, sir!!" In his eyes, he was not the supreme ruler at this moment; the King of Qin's gentleness and consideration towards Lin Chaoyan was just like that of an ordinary couple.

"The position of Empress is almost a done deal. What is the King waiting for? This attitude is definitely not a joke on a whim..." He muttered to himself for a moment and then turned to leave the Imperial Palace.

"I will send someone to help you with farming. Ayan, you must promise me you won't do it yourself." This is a matter that benefits the country and the people. It's enough to spread the methods to the people; there's no need to do it yourself.

It's impossible to avoid getting things done; otherwise, how can improvements be made? Arguing is pointless; Lin Chaoyan's main tactic is to outwardly comply while inwardly resisting. "...I'll try my best!!"

"You! Don't try to play dumb with me! Otherwise, I'll punish the palace servants and eunuchs who serve you..." Ying Zheng's warm breath brushed against her ear, and a ticklish feeling welled up in her heart.

"Where are we going?" We've actually entered a mountain road. The snow has blocked the mountain roads, so it's not easy to travel!

"The Meng family army camp... Ayan will behave obediently, right?" Change the subject? He couldn't get a guarantee, and this topic couldn't be left unresolved.

The horse-drawn carriages, like a long dragon, slowly drove to the outskirts of the city, their wheels squeaking over the snow and leaving two long tracks.

"Ah, right, right, right!!" Lin Chaoyan didn't want to pay attention to the unreasonable guy next to her.

The moment the carriage curtain was lifted, a biting wind lashed at me like a knife. The outside world was a vast expanse of desolation, the depths of winter, with ice covering everything for miles around. The whole world had become a giant refrigerator; the mountains trembled with cold, the rivers were frozen solid, and even the air seemed to solidify.

Her breath instantly turned into white mist, and her bright, star-like eyes gradually dimmed, like jewels covered in dust. "It's snowing again... I wonder if it's winter there too. Are they alright?" Thinking of her parents, Lin Chaoyan noticed that their faces were beginning to blur.

A chilling cold, sharp enough to pierce the soul, surged from the soles of my feet to my heart.

As Lin Chaoyan gazed at the snowy world in a daze, lost in thought, the man beside her pressed close, lowered the carriage curtain, and pulled her into his arms!

"It's freezing cold, Ayan, you must take good care of yourself and avoid catching a chill. When we return to your parents' home together in the future, as a son-in-law, I should have already paid my respects to my parents-in-law." He knew in his heart that Lin Chaoyan had never considered the Qin Palace as her home.

Ying Zheng didn't blame her; after all, he was selfish, wanting to marry her but not wanting her to live in a separate palace. Now he couldn't dwell on it anymore; he had to hurry and force that wandering fellow back.

He was sent to pray for rain, but he never returned and went on a tour of Qin... Did he think he couldn't marry her if he didn't come back? Now that we have the merit of this batch of grain, we can just find a hermit to be Ayan's adoptive father... Thinking this, Ying Zheng still decided to give Qiu Shenji an ultimatum to force him to come back.

Father-in-law and mother-in-law? Lin Chaoyan looked at the photos of her parents on her phone… and thought that if they actually met, her parents would send Ying Zheng to prison to work on a sewing machine…

“At that time, I was only sixteen years old on my ID card. My parents would have sent you to jail.” She didn’t think she could have stopped them.

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng rested his chin on the top of her head and chuckled softly. "Hehehe..."

"Then I'll have to wait two more years to visit you. Ah Yan, by the way, why is the marriageable age for men and women so late in the future?..." He couldn't understand why the marriageable age for men and women in the future would be so high.

Lin Chaoyan could only tell him her general understanding of the matter. "Well... it's because men and women reach their peak reproductive capacity at this age. Both are also mentally mature and stable, financially secure, and able to shoulder the responsibilities of marriage and family."

The concern is that the children are too young, there's no money, they can't find jobs, and they can't support the family; they're being forced into marriage rather than giving their own choice. We need to give everyone the right to rationally and freely choose their marriage. We're worried that immature individuals might not be able to bear the consequences and responsibilities of impulsive decisions. Marriage is not a game…

"Are all men in the future this incompetent? Can't even support a family by the age of fifteen or sixteen?" Ying Zheng found this puzzling.

That's really sharp-tongued! Typical of someone who talks without understanding the situation. You're a rich second-generation heir with a legacy built by your ancestors. "The future population will reach 1.4 billion. Each person will start school at age four, attending kindergarten for three years, primary school for six years, junior high for three years, senior high for three years, and university for four years, for a total of 19 years of schooling."

The competition is fierce. Without studying hard, you can only find low-paying, dirty, and exhausting jobs that you can't even support a family. Studying is the only way out, but by the time you finish your studies, you'll be twenty-three or twenty-four... How can you possibly support a family when you're just starting out in society?

"All 1.4 billion people need to go to school?" 1.4 billion people... can I even reach that number in my lifetime?

"Every child who reaches the age of compulsory education must go to school. This is an opportunity given to children by the country to broaden their horizons, awaken their minds, understand things, and learn about the world. Compulsory education is free for nine years, and not going to school is illegal."

Most importantly, not studying means falling behind, and falling behind means being vulnerable to attack.

Lin Chaoyan frowned at this point. She wondered if she could really refrain from interfering if she lived to that era. No Chinese person could possibly resist...

"Were we beaten in the future?" From his tone and expression, Ying Zheng knew that we had been beaten badly.

"Ugh!!" She'd practically shit herself; the successful rebellion and rebirth in this wasteland came at a terrible price. Lin Chaoyan felt this period was even more pathetic than the Southern Song Dynasty…

"Did my descendants do it?" he began to probe.

...How could that be?! Your descendants were all exterminated by your beloved little brat, not even your sisters were spared.

"No!! It has nothing to do with you!" Lin Chaoyan was very curious whether he could really accept the fact that his country had been destroyed in his second reign.

"Whose descendants will my Great Qin Dynasty fall?" His words silenced the entire carriage with an eerie stillness.

Lin Chaoyan chose to shut up and then moved away from him. Descendants? Your descendants, of course! Whose descendants could they be…

Seeing her like this, Ying Zheng sighed heavily and pulled her back into his arms. "Alright, I won't ask anymore! You! Why are you running away? Do you think I would harm you?" Who this little brat is, she'll find out when that day comes!

As darkness gradually enveloped the sky, a grain convoy of wagons, escorted by nearly a hundred cavalrymen, drove into a military camp deep in the mountains.

The wind howled fiercely, turning the earth into a vast expanse of white. It churned and roared, waving the snow, obscuring the silvery trees and the green of the pines and cypresses. All that could be seen was the whiteness of heaven and earth, and gradually, several figures in military uniforms appeared in the wind and snow.

"Your humble servants and others respectfully welcome Your Majesty..."