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Seeing him leave, Ye Muyu did not hesitate and walked straight to the Young General's tent.

Just as she arrived, she was stopped by someone. It was Zhang Miao.

Ye Muyu felt a little uneasy when she saw him. However, she didn't show it on her face. She only asked, "Is the Young General here?"

"The Young General needs to rest. Don't disturb him with the princess' business." Zhang Miao looked at her with an unfriendly expression.

"Is the Young General sick?" Ye Muyu was confused.

"I just came to tell the Young General that I accidentally discovered a new crop that should be able to be planted on the sand. If it succeeds, there will be more food in the military camp in the future."

"However, we will definitely have to send some soldiers to farm. I wonder if the Young General is willing. Sigh, this is actually a long-term matter. If we do it well, we will definitely reap a lot of benefits." Ye Muyu sighed helplessly.