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Empress of Fortune: A Farm Girl's Rise

Introduction 1: The villagers, when mentioning Zhuang Qingning who had no parents, then fell ill and chose to live on her own rather than being fostered by her uncle's family, they sighed and shook their heads, thinking she was paving her own way to death. But who would have thought, she started a workshop, bought a shop, built a house, lived comfortably raising dogs and cats, and everyone who got close to her flourished financially? The villagers: Is it too late to get in good graces with the God of Wealth now? Awaiting your response, it's quite urgent...... ---- Introduction 2: Everyone in the capital city sighed over the good fortune of the Prince Qi, who was unparalleled in his beauty, for he followed the wishes of the late queen and married an ordinary rural girl, thereby giving up an ideal marriage. But who would have thought, the prince was so considerate of his wife, spent fortune to bring a smile to her face, defied orders just to protect her, totally behaving like a man deeply in love...... All the people: Excuse me, is it too late to start shipping this couple now? ---- This story is about a rural woman growing step by step, expressing warmth, lightness, encountering thorny paths and joyful achievements alike, where lovers eventually marry, and there is retribution for good and evil.

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Chapter 445: The Task is Too Difficult

If the results aren't good and the seeds are planted, the yield might not be as good as that of the previous wheat seeds. Wouldn't the villagers be up in arms then?

For safety's sake, it would be better to have Enji Village try one type first. They could wait until around Dragon Boat Festival next year, check the harvest of Enji Village, and make a decision accordingly, which would give them some peace of mind.

Upon this consideration, the village chiefs weren't so panicked anymore and nodded in agreement, "Village Chief Zhuang does make some sense…"

After Zhuang Jingye touched on this point, the village chiefs were less insistent, mostly mentioning this year's need for wheat seeds as something for next year.

But if there were any surplus this year, every little bit would help.

Seeing these few were willing to give room for negotiation, Zhuang Jingye gladly agreed. As for whether or not he could fulfill this year's request and how much, Zhuang Jingye left it ambiguous.