"Your Highness, the road is safe. We can set off now."
Mu Yangling threw away the soil and got up to walk to the carriage. As she walked, she asked, "The soil here is a little acidic. What do you usually plant?"
Was soil categorized into sour and spicy?
A little embarrassed, Xu Zhi paused for a moment before saying, "With regards to grains, we mainly plant rice and wheat. For non-grain types, there are rapeseed, soybeans, and things like that. The commoners are free to choose what to plant." Xu Zhi paused for a moment and said, "However, most would grow tea plants and fruit trees on the mountain. For instance, the previous magistrate loved to plant tea leaves. The harvest is not bad."
Mu Yangling sneered. "Considering he was the magistrate, I suppose he could earn a lot of money even if he planted sweet potatoes, let alone tea leaves."