Murong Zong didn't insist on sending them. For Tong Wenwen's sake, they would definitely adopt A Ran's method.

With Aran's solution, nothing will happen.

At night, Murong locked the door and entered the space.

A few days ago, she received a letter from Helian Rongjiu, saying that the potatoes had been planted successfully, and they were waiting for the harvest, so that she would tell him if she found something good in the future.

Now that she has made up her mind to clear her father's grievances, she is not sure whether she can get the emperor to order a re-investigation of the incident just by relying on potatoes.

Although the modern items in her space may be taken out casually, it may make the emperor's eyes shine.

But those things are too different. They have stayed in the frontier again, dedicated them directly to the emperor, and then said that they want to clear their grievances. She believes that the emperor will not only not be happy to get the treasure, but will be furious. Maybe their family will directly Lost my head.

To please the emperor's children, one must be cautious and cautious.

Glancing at all her seeds, she suddenly raised her eyebrows, and she immediately had an idea in her heart.

Murong Lingran shouted into the air: "Shen Jun, are you there?"

"This seat is here."

"Shen Jun, I have a question for you. You said that the spiritual spring water can't turn inferior seeds into high quality, so do you have any other way?"

Shenjun Changqi said lightly, "What do you want to do?"

"I never thought about growing rice and wheat in the space before, so I didn't buy these two kinds of seeds, and now I want to plant them, but I recently heard that the yield per mu of rice and wheat in Xuanqing country is very low, even twenty Not even half of a century, so..."

"So you want to improve Xuanqing's inferior seeds and increase the per-mu yield of rice and wheat?"

"Yes, do you have a solution?"

Judging from Jiu Gongzi's joy at seeing the potato yield per mu, and judging from the appearance of Xuanqing's country, the emperor's son can be regarded as a Mingjun.

If she could grow rice that yielded more than 1,000 catties per mu in her previous life, she wouldn't believe that the emperor's children did not treat their family differently!

Chang Qi Shenjun said slowly: "There are ways, but it's a little troublesome and it takes a lot of time."

If his injury is completely healed, the spiritual spring water will be restored to its original use, and it will only be necessary to water it with spiritual spring water, but it is not possible for the time being.

Murong said excitedly: "If there is a way, I'm not afraid of trouble, and I'm not afraid of spending time."

Shenjun Changqi glanced at the fruit trees that were piled high on a small mountain beside him, and said lightly, "Do you have enough trees for the small barren mountain?"

"It's probably enough. I've never planted barren mountains. If it's not enough, I'll just prepare it later."

Shenjun Changqi nodded, "Since that's the case, the solution is..."

After hearing what he said, Murong Lingran said gratefully, "God, thank you very much."

Changqi Shenjun said lightly: "Thank you, but you don't have to. Now your land is free. I'm tired of the fruits you planted last year. Should I change the taste of this seat?"

"God, what do you want to eat?"

"Longan."

Longan?

Murong Lingran glanced at her pile of fruit trees. Since she had never seen longan when she lived in the capital before, and in her previous life, she would get angry when she ate it. Although she knew that it was rich in nutrients, she never thought about planting it.

"Since the gods like it, then I'll plant it for you right away."

"good."

"..."

The next day, Murong Lingran and Murong Zong went to Lizheng's house early, and when they came back, they each held a bag of seeds in their arms.

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