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The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!

(1v1, pure and sweet) Xiliang's Prince Residence. With a tiger-like energy and at just 5 years old, Little Prince Xiao Moxi saw his mother dash off to the fields again, and his steamed bun-like face scrunched up in frustration. Looking grievously at his father beside him, he complained with an air of worldly wisdom, "Father, how did you fall for my mother, who likes to run off all the time?" Xiao Yeyang gave his precociously mature son a sidelong glance, then pretended to ponder the question. Indeed, why had he fallen for that woman? After a long silence... "Who knows? Maybe I got my head caught in a door!" Sharing a look of mutual commiseration, father and son let out a helpless sigh in unison. What do you do when you're stuck with a woman who's never at home? There's only one thing to do with your own Princess Consort (mother)—spoil her, of course! … Transported to ancient times with a space filled with rice flowers, all she wanted was to quietly live out her life in the fields. Unexpectedly, with a father who was a county magistrate, she was forced to leave the countryside for the city! Life in the city was bustling with activities, and in order to have a say at home, she bought estates, grew flowers and medicinal herbs, and developed high-yield, high-quality grain varieties. Remarkably, she helped her father, who had been a county magistrate for nine years, to rise step by step, bringing the lowborn Yan Family into Beijing's elite circles! This is a story of a noble daughter from a humble family aiding her clan to thrive and prosper, and a sweet love story of mutual success and growing together! Male lead: In front of others, he is the prideful Little Prince, the domineering Prince of Xiliang. In front of the female lead, he is a soft and tender-hearted man. Female lead: Clearheaded in all matters, warm-hearted and self-reliant!

Knocking Brush · Umum
Peringkat tidak cukup
826 Chs

Chapter 129: Not Asking for Much_1

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Seeing that her adoptive father remained silent, Daohua thought he hadn't understood clearly and immediately took the account book from his hand. She flipped to the most important pages and explained them one by one to him.

"Father, let me tell you, if you're not at ease, you can start with a small-scale trial cultivation. If the yield really turns out to be higher than that of ordinary grains by the time of the autumn harvest, then you can promote it on a large scale."

"Increasing the grain yield, you know, food is crucial for the livelihood of the people. Father, think of how many people in Xingzhou City, or even those further afield, would thank you if they stopped going hungry."

"Oh, and there's more..." Daohua quickly flipped to a comparative chart she had made in the account book: "Father, look at this. I believe that if you can promote the improved grain variety, I can continue to improve it."