On November 29, the weather became colder and colder. The cold winter officially arrived. The entire Tongtian Gorge had already snowed heavily, and the entire canyon seemed to have frozen.

Accompanied by the "rustling" sound of falling snow, the three figures fell on a fertile land one after another. It was Lin Muyu, Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi who came.

Not far away, several high-ranking demons in imperial uniforms shouted, "Who is it?"

"It's me."

Lin Muyu turned around, the four-star military rank between his neck was very shining, and a group of demons became respectful. Qianfeng, the governor of the Eight Desert Province, had only three stars, and the person in front of him was actually four stars, so his identity was about to emerge.

"So it's Shuai Lin, please see Shuai Lin."

A thousand-man commander said respectfully, and then his eyes fell on the two beauties beside Lin Muyu.

"Oh, they are His Highness Yin and Princess Xi."

"Ah." The commander of the thousand-man kneeled down for the second time: "I have no eyes, please see His Highness Yin and Princess Xi."

"Where is Marshal Qianfeng?" Qin Yin asked.

"I will inform the marshal immediately."

A cavalry disappeared into the snow curtain. Not long after, Qianfeng's figure broke through the air and said with a respectful smile: "Here you come,."

"Um."

"Take us a look at the plantation, Marshal Qianfeng." Qin Yin smiled.

"Yes, please, Your Highness."

The four of them flew slowly along the surface. The river water in the ditches had frozen, but the water flow below was still turbulent. After crossing the river, there was a whole plantation, all of which were plastic sheds, which looked about one meter high. Even if humans bent, they could not get into it. But the worker ants were different. They came to Wang Ziru.

After lifting one of the sheds, Lin Muyu looked down and saw that the potato germ inside was about twenty centimeters high, lush and lush. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Xiao Yin, Xiao Xi, you see, there have been fruits."

Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi snuggled in his arms, looking down at the scene in the shed, and laughed immediately. Although they were just seedlings, they meant that they could provide the empire with a huge amount of food resources, and at least they would never let the three armies go hungry to fight. In Lin Muyu's eyes, these potatoes would be the strongest guarantee for counterattacking the Tianji Continent.

"But...it's so heavy snow now, can they survive?" Tang Xiaoxi sealed the mouth of the shed with apprehension, for fear of freezing the seedlings to death.

Lin Muyu said: "Didn't you see the worker ants in the shed? They are responsible for maintaining temperature and moisture. Even if it snows, it is impossible to keep falling. Until the snow stops and the sky clears up, the worker ants will naturally sweep away the snow and let the sun shine in. As long as the sun and water are abundant, a large amount of potatoes can be produced even if it is cold."

"That's really great."

Tang Xiaoxi stood up straight, looked at the endless plantation in the distance, and said, "So many..."

"That's nature." Lin Muyu said proudly: "A total of 200 miles of fertile soil, Marshal Qianfeng, come and calculate for Xiaoxi how much military rations can be harvested in one season for planting these 200 miles of land."

Qianfeng was stunned and said, "Ship Lin, my subordinates are not farming, so how can they understand these things."

Qin Yin, who was standing aside, smiled and said, "Although it is 200 miles, there are mostly mountains and rivers. The area of ​​the plantation is about 8,000 hectares, and one hectares is 100 acres, which is considered to be 200 kilograms per acre. Then the output of the eight thousand hectares in a quarter is 160 million kilograms. According to the military ration of the empire of 100 kilograms per stone, the military ration of 1.6 million kilograms per quarter can be produced, which is about enough for 800,000 troops to eat for a month."

"Wow, Xiaoyin is so awesome..." Tang Xiaoxi opened her mouth, and she asked herself if she didn't have such computing power.

Lin Muyu frowned and said, "It seems... it's still too few. It takes at least two months to plant potatoes for a season. The plantations here can only provide 400,000 military rations. Our regular army in the Empire is not counted as the Congress army, but there are 500,000. Moreover, the number of refugees has increased dramatically after the war. The treasurys in various places need to allocate grain to help the refugees, but it's still not enough to eat, Marshal Qianfeng..."

"I am here, Mr. Lin, please give me instructions."

"You can discuss with Lulu and send more worker ants to cultivate and plant them on the plains of Tongtian Province, the more the better."

"yes."

Qianfeng nodded and said, "But Lin Shuai cannot be too optimistic, because the plantation needs a lot of plastic, and there are not many such things. Lulu said that it has almost been used up, and if you want new ones, it will take time to make them."

"I know, just do your best."

"yes."

Qianfeng nodded and smiled, saying, "The potatoes taste so delicious, otherwise... Today, Princess Lin Shuai and Yin, Princess Xi, let's eat here. I'll arrange to cook a pot of potato soup, how about it?"

"Okay, please ask the marshal to arrange a residence for us. We will stay overnight and we will leave tomorrow."

“Yes, obey.”

...

At night, the wind was cold, Qianfeng ordered people to build a huge tent on the edge of the plantation. Although it was cold outside, a fire rose in the tent and a large pot of soup was cooked. Qianfeng himself "cooked". The soup contained potato cubes, fish, some venison and vegetables, etc., and a lot of peppers and peppers were also added, which made Lin Muyu sigh secretly that Qianfeng was also the owner of Sichuan hot pot. If he stepped into the God Emperor Realm and shuttled to the earth, it would be great. Once this guy went to Chengdu, it would not be prosperous.

The soup in the pot was gusting towards him, and Qianfeng stepped back, and there were only four people in the tent, plus two high-level demon girls with scouts.

Lin Muyu was quite surprised: "I didn't expect that there were actually higher demon women in the demon clan. I had only seen His Highness Ning'er and His Highness Jing'er before."

Qianfeng smiled awkwardly and said, "Most of the women of the God clan's physiques are not suitable for practicing the Demonic Skills, so if they are not from famous families, most of them will become maids or other people's concubines."

Lin Muyu nodded: "The cultivation and brocade in the Middle Earth have now been introduced to Tongtian Gorge. Marshal Qianfeng might as well give them a legitimate job so that they can support themselves, so that they will not always rely on men and completely lose their due social status."

"Social status." Qian Feng was surprised.

Lin Muyu smiled and said, "In my hometown, men and women have always been equal, and even... ahem, women should be higher, and you can't bare your teeth even if you lose your temper at you."

On the side, Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi burst into laughter in unison.

Qianfeng said: "It's really like this."

"Well, all beings are equal, and the matter depends on people."

Qianfeng immediately clasped his fists and said, "I understand that I will implement this policy. As long as the people of the gods can live a peaceful and quiet life, even if I, Qianfeng, die, will have an explanation for His Majesty the Last Emperor and Jing'er."

A demon maid with purple pupils beside her pursed her red lips and suddenly said carefully: "Your Highness Yin, Shuai Lin, can the little girl say something?"

"Yeah." Qin Yin nodded.

Lin Muyu said happily: "Just say it, girl, Marshal Qianfeng is here, anyone can decide for you."

The girl said: "As Lin Shuai said, it would be great if men and women could be equal. My three sisters were all married to the same person. He is a lord in Tongtian Gorge. He has a violent temperament. Poor my sisters are beaten every day, and they are all covered in bruises and have nowhere to seek justice. Among our gods, the status of women has always been like this. I hope... I hope that the words of Your Highness Yin and Lin Shuai can change all this."

Lin Muyu glanced at Qianfeng deeply and said, "Is it true?"

Qianfeng was a little ashamed: "Yes, the gods have always been like this."

"If you change, you will be prosperous, you will be prosperous. The Broken Ding Realm cannot keep fighting. Marshal Qianfeng, you must send someone to Middle-earth to learn farming. The female weaving technique will come back. Otherwise, the women of the demon race will not be able to change their destiny in this life. In addition,... set up an official in the Eight Desert Province, implement the Constitution, and govern the Eight Desert Province according to law. This will save you a lot of worries, and the injustice in the Eight Desert Province will also be reduced a lot. Just like the experience of this girl's sisters, according to the law, the man who beats his wife should be whipped by a hundred whippings."

Qianfeng nodded: "Well, I understand. Please rest assured by Shuai Lin and Your Highness, I will do as I will."

"That's good."

The girl beside her bowed deeply: "Thank you, Shuai Lin..."

"You're welcome."

"The soup is ready." Qianfeng smiled and said, "Come on, let me serve His Highness Yin and Princess Xi. Look, I have prepared a jar of good wine here. We will not return until we are drunk."

"good."

Lin Muyu was grateful to Qianfeng for his trust in him. If it were not for the delay in Tongtianxia, ​​the Tianji Empire would have probably broken the Tianshu Province and Cangnan Province long ago. Every factor in this war is very important, and Qianfeng is one of the important factors.

As the wine fell into the sorrow, Qianfeng's face was no longer as good as before. Instead, it felt a little more painful. He held the sword and said, "War destroyed our past and my home. Originally, I thought the gods could become the lord of the continent again, but I didn't expect to meet a powerful enemy like Shuai Lin."

Lin Muyu smiled: "The demon clan was indeed unstoppable at the time. If Ziling hadn't developed the magic crystal cannon, you might have really won. Did Marshal Qianfeng forget that you threatened to marry Xiao Yin after defeating the empire?"

Qianfeng's old face turned red: "Subor... I was really stupid and frivolous at that time. Please don't be surprised by Your Highness Yin."

Qin Yin Luoluo smiled generously: "Marantor Qianfeng doesn't have to worry about it. I have forgotten that Xiao Yin has only one person in his heart, and Xiao Yin wants to marry only one person, that is my brother Ayu."

Her voice was soft, but very powerful.

Lin Muyu held her little hand back and said, "Marry, after I return to my hometown and take you to see my father, I will marry you."

Tang Xiaoxi looked at him faintly.

Although Lin Muyu was drunk, she was not drunk and hurriedly said, "I'm still Xiaoxi, marry her together..."

Tang Xiaoxi is cloudy and sunny.

Lin Muyu didn't dare to be careless anymore. Last time, two goddess-level beauties became jealous and pierced half of the empire. Only five years after the Three Kings ruled the world, this time we must deal with it well.

Qianfeng sat aside with envy and continued to drink.

But I am afraid that the wine will make you feel even more worried.

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Chapter completed!