I am happy to be a mother in a famine year, I have a system to farm the land

"Speaking of which, I have never seen the people of Dazhou wearing boots like this. Could it be that these are also new to Dazhou?"

"Since Yun'er sent it back from Dazhou, it should be from Dazhou."

Jiang Lian opened the letter again and found that it was indeed written at the bottom about giving boots to Rong Jingming.

"Since Yun'er bought it specially for you, you should try it on."

Rong Jingming nodded, but when he changed his shoes and walked around, he suddenly felt as if he was not wearing any shoes, and he was terribly light.

He hurriedly looked down and saw that the boots were still firmly on his feet.

Rong Jingming was surprised, "These shoes...why are they so light?"

Jiang Lian also walked over and looked at the shoes, "Look, the soles of these shoes are quite similar to the rubber of our oak trees."

Jiang Lian's words reminded Rong Jingming, and he hurriedly lowered his head to take a look.

"It seems like it's really something on an oak tree, this..."

Jiang Lian sighed, "We didn't expect such a good material to be used to make shoes, but we didn't expect it to be made by people from Dazhou."

Although I don't want to admit it, the level of etiquette, culture, and craftsmanship of Da Zhou is indeed not comparable to them.

Rong Jingming couldn't help but ponder, "Yes, the cultural heritage and craftsmanship of Da Zhou cannot be compared to that of Baiyue."

"Okay, don't sigh, let me see how strong these shoes are first."

Rong Jingming said and walked towards the door.

The torch placed in the courtyard was also lit by him. The silver gun in his hand suddenly turned, and his eyes that were still a little warm just now became sharp in an instant.

When Jiang Lian saw Rong Jingming's actions, she didn't go back to her room. Instead, she carefully looked at the shoes under Rong Jingming's feet.

When Rong Jingming stopped, Jiang Lian immediately stepped forward with a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"These shoes are really sturdy."

Rong Jingming stamped his feet, his eyes filled with light.

"If my son from Baiyue can wear such shoes, it will be much easier for him to walk and practice martial arts in the future."

He just now clearly felt that as the weight under his feet became lighter, his martial arts training speed in the past was actually a little faster.

Jiang Lian also nodded, "I just saw that these shoes are not bad. No matter how hard you use them, these shoes are no different from our ordinary shoes."

"It seems that we have to let Yun'er and Da Zhou have a good discussion about this business. Although no one in Baiyue can make these shoes, we have a lot of oak trees in Baiyue."

"If we can reach an agreement with Dazhou and the cooperation is successful, it will be a good thing for us at Baiyue."

Jiang Lian nodded and agreed with this matter.

"But it's not a solution since we haven't been able to make these shoes. Tomorrow I will take the shoes to Aunt Ge and ask them. If they can be made, everyone in Baiyue will be able to wear a pair of shoes that fit their feet."

Prince Rong held Jiang Lian in his arms and couldn't help but sigh.

"Lian'er, thank you for your hard work."

Jiang Lian chuckled lightly, "Why did the prince say such things to me? I also want us, the people of Baiyue, to live a better life."

Prince Rong chuckled lightly, "Okay, okay, Lian'er has a Bodhisattva heart, I shouldn't be polite to you."

Jiang Lian glanced at him and motioned for him to take off his shoes.

"I have to wash them. Don't mention these shoes when you go out tomorrow. If anyone knows about it, I'm afraid..."

Jiang Lian couldn't help but frowned when she thought of what the Li family had done.

Prince Rong knew her worries, "Don't worry, I know what to say and what not to say."

The two of them washed up and then went to rest.

The people waiting outside the house also breathed a sigh of relief, wondering what happened tonight.

After the young master sent the letter, the prince and his wife took away the previous dinner and gave it to the servants in the mansion, so she also got a good plate.

Just after dinner, the prince got up in the middle of the night to practice martial arts.

Now that she finally had a rest, the maid breathed a sigh of relief.

Early the next morning, Rong Jingming ordered his guards not to go to the fields to promote potatoes and sweet potatoes.

The Li family knew this and were very proud.

Li Zan, the current head of the Li family, is also Rong Jiao's biological uncle.

Hearing the servant's report, his face couldn't hide his pride.

"Who does Rong Jingming mean to him? When my father was here, he was not even as good as a dog in front of his father."

"Now he still wants to win over the people, well, it depends on whether he has the ability!"

Li Zan kissed the beauty in his arms, and the greed and lust in his eyes were clearly visible.

"Have you told Rong Jiao that the boy from Rong Jingming's house went to Da Zhou?"

The subordinate quickly said: "Go home, Master, I have already sent someone to send the letter to the capital."

Li Zan nodded, "That's good. In the final analysis, Rong Xiuyun is just a bastard who has no place on the stage. He can't compare with our Rong Jiao."

Li Zan felt resentful in his heart when he thought that Rong Jingming was no longer under the control of the Li family.

That damn thing killed his sister, he deserves retribution!

"Okay, since those idiots drove away the guards of Prince Rong's Mansion, you should also ask people to come back. Don't let those idiots get suspicious."

In order to arouse the people's hatred towards Prince Rong's palace and their rejection of potatoes and sweet potatoes, Li Zan also sent people to join the people to incite their emotions.

Now Rong Jingming no longer lets people promote potatoes and sweet potatoes, and he doesn't have to waste his people and time on those idiots.

The people originally thought that the guards of Prince Rong's Mansion would still come to promote potatoes and sweet potatoes as usual today. They had even thought about how to refuse and how to scold away those who tried to occupy their land.

But today they waited on the ridges and fields for most of the day, but they did not see the guards from Prince Rong's Mansion coming.

And as Li Zan's people left, there was no one in the crowd who was inciting the people's emotions, which made the original people feel a little dazed for a while.

"Village Chief, this person hasn't come, are we still waiting here?"

The village chief looked at the steep mountain road and waved his hand after a long while.

"No need, everyone go back."

There was a young man who looked at the way the guards of Prince Rong's Palace came from time to time, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

"I think we can try growing sweet potatoes and potatoes. Anyway, our land is empty in winter."

As the young man finished speaking, everyone looked at the village chief.

Although the village chief felt unhappy, he did not want to admit that he had done something wrong.

He raised his hand and slapped the young man on the head, "What do you know? What if those people want to damage the land?"

"If this land is gone and you still want to grow crops and Chinese medicinal materials next year, huh, go to the northwest."

Everyone thought about the same reason. If the land was damaged, they would really not be able to farm next year.