Dress up as a queen and start the game with a card drawing system

Under the inner wall of Yunkai Base, which was about to be completed, there was a temporary resting place for workers. Liu Qingqing and a dozen women from the fort came over pushing flat carts filled with large wooden barrels. There is warm brown sugar ginger water inside.

"Everyone has worked hard. It's a cold day, so come over and drink a bowl of brown sugar ginger water to warm yourself up!"

Liu Qingqing is now in charge of the women in Yunkai base and is responsible for the food of the people outside. She is very popular. After all, seeing her is like seeing food.

Seeing that Cao Jiawei, who was in charge of supervising the work, nodded, everyone who was busy put down their work and came to the flat car to queue up to receive brown sugar ginger water to drink to keep out the cold.

"Hey, have you heard that His Highness is going to hold a spring plowing ceremony in three days?"

"Of course, this matter has spread all over the place. Why would His Highness give such an order? Isn't it a waste of food?"

A dozen women who were responsible for preparing ginger soup chatted while working.

"Don't talk nonsense. I heard that what your Highness wants to plant is not an ordinary seed..."

The woman got closer to her companions, but when she saw the two men in front of her who had finished making soup, they were standing still and eavesdropping. She couldn't help but give them a blank look, "Go, don't delay the people behind making soup!"

The two carried the soup and left with their ears pricked up.

"This matter started when Mr. Zhao came to His Highness with a sad face five days ago and said that the food left in the fort...in the base would not last for the autumn harvest!"

As soon as they heard about food, everyone pricked up their ears.

"His Highness told Mr. Zhao to let me think of a way..."

"Can't Your Highness fly? After Mr. Zhao left, she flew up to the Heavenly Palace overnight and stole a bag of fairy rice from the Nong Sheng's spiritual field!"

"The Farmer Saint learned about this and became furious. He arrested Her Highness and wanted to beat her up!"

"what!"

Several women exclaimed and worried:

"What happened next?" "How is your highness?"

People over there who were drinking soup or waiting for soup stopped drinking, and gathered around to listen to the story.

"Later! His Highness's master showed up in time. His Highness was protected by his master, so he didn't suffer any harm..."

"Amitabha!" "Great!" "Thank God!"

The girls just breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the woman say again: "But -"

It was brought up in everyone's hearts again.

"The Farmer Saint asked His Highness to return the stolen fairy rice, but Your Highness refused, so she hurriedly escaped back to the mortal world while the Farmer Saint was not paying attention. But she had offended the Farmer Saint like this, and she did not dare to fly back to the sky again. !”

A woman asked curiously: "Why didn't Your Highness return the fairy rice to the Farmer Saint?"

The woman rolled her eyes at her, but before she could speak, a woman next to her said: "This girl is really stupid, your highness is not here for us!"

"That's right!" the woman said, "I've heard that the fairy rice ripens once a day in the sky. It is also resistant to heat and drought, and the yield per mu is more than three thousand kilograms!"

"Oh my God!" "It's really fairy rice!" "I can't blame His Highness for stealing it..."

"No, in order for us all to have food to eat, Your Highness has risked everything this time! Now it's good, she can't even go back to her home in the Immortal Palace..."

When the woman said this, she couldn't help but be moved to tears.

Everyone was deeply moved, and many women secretly wiped away tears.

But there was a little secret joy in my heart.

His Highness is afraid of being punished by the Farmer Saint and does not dare to fly back to the sky. Will he stay in the human world forever? Will he never leave us?

Suddenly someone slapped his leg and said, "His Royal Highness Wei Dao has asked us to hold a spring plowing ceremony in three days. He wants us to plant fairy rice!"

After everyone heard this, they looked surprised.

Liu Qingqing and the girls finished distributing the brown sugar and ginger soup, and then pushed the flat cart back.

But one story remains -

"You know, Her Royal Highness the Princess went to the Immortal Palace on a starry night, took the risk to secretly enter the Farmer's Holy Field for us, and stole the Farmer's Holy Rice..."

This story is full of ups and downs and interlocking, which not only satisfies people's curiosity, but is also related to the food that is their lifeblood. It spread among the people in just one afternoon!

That evening, when Qi Yun went to the city wall to inspect the progress of the project as usual, she saw the defenders and people near the city wall with red eyes, silently but lovingly paying attention to her.

Qi Yun: "?"

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Three days later, at the edge of the field behind Wujiabao, Qi Yun climbed up to offer sacrifices.

Because Qi Yun had no civil servants under his command, Zhao Yun still wrote this memorial text.

It's a little bit unrefined, but fortunately, the overall cultural level of everyone in the base is low, and Qi Yun can't hear anything bad about it anyway.

After Qi Yun finished reciting the memorial text, which was less than 500 words, he placed the silk with the memorial text on it in the brazier in front of him and burned it.

Zhao Yun breathed a long sigh of relief as he watched his dark history turn into smoke.

After the sacrifice, Qi Yun will go to the edge of the field and personally plant the first handful of rice this spring.

The terrain of Yunkai Base, viewed from above, is a gourd-shaped basin.

It is surrounded by towering mountain walls, and in the middle is a huge oval plain that is wide at the back and slightly narrower at the front.

In the center of the plain, the mountain walls on both sides protrude slightly, like the waist of a gourd.

In the far north, standing at the end of the gourd, is a long cliff with a Yinchuan-like waterfall hanging on it.

The water of the waterfall flows from top to bottom through the gourd-shaped plain, forming lakes in low areas and streams in ravines.

To the south of the base, the terrain begins to rise again, all the way to the location of Huluzui, where Wujiabao was built.

This is an excellent base area, absolutely easy to defend and difficult to attack, and there are large plains, rivers and lakes behind it. If they are all cultivated into fields, it will not be a problem to feed millions of people.

Due to limited manpower, the people of Yunkai Base are currently cultivating only a small piece of land on the plain behind Yunkai Base, about 5,000 acres.

Qi Yun had already rehearsed yesterday. At this time, she came to the field edge and took the new hoe sent by Wang Xiu to dig out a row of ditches on the land newly reclaimed by the people.

Then, she took out a handful of rice seeds from the tray Wang Xiu was holding, and spread the seeds evenly along the dug ditch.

When sowing seeds, Qi Yun ordered a first-level zombie crystal core every three or four meters because she wanted to test whether the zombie crystal core was a special fertilizer.

The mutated rice grows too fast in the Xianfu Lingtian, and the effect will not be seen whether or not the crystal core is placed. It is better to try it in the field outside.

Qi Yun used a hoe to fill back the soil that had been dug aside when digging the trench. She took the kettle from Wang Xiu and thoroughly watered the row of land where rice seeds were planted.

Get it!

The people around with farming tools waited until Qi Yun finished cultivating the row of rice, and then under Uncle Lu's arrangement, they received the seeds and began to sow in the fields.

When every citizen got the seeds, they all touched the seeds in their hands and took a look. They did so carefully and with great care, as if they were touching gold!

Almost with piety, everyone planted the rice seeds into the ground.

In addition to the soldiers on duty in the fort, all the other men and women in the fort were engaged in farming.

With more people and greater strength, all 5,000 acres of land were sown in just two days.

After the rice seeds were planted, Qi Yun only sent two people to watch the fields and prevent people from trampling on the fields. He did not care about anything else, and everyone who had planted the fields in the fort could only grin.

How can anyone farm like this?

However, the common people still have construction tasks to do during the day. Even if they want to tend to the crops, they don't have time. They can only come and take a look at the fields when they return to their residences at night.

"Isn't it said that the fairy rice ripens once a day?"

"That is in the spiritual field of the Farmer Saint in the fairy world. How can this ordinary earth in the human world be compared with the Spiritual Field of the Farmer Saint?"

"It's broken? What if the immortal rice reaches the mortal world and has to wait until the beginning of spring to plant it?"

"Bah, bah, bah, no, it won't be. If that's the case, how could His Highness not know?"

"Your Highness has never farmed, so of course he doesn't know..."

Everyone was as anxious as if a cat was scratching them.

It wasn't until the afternoon of the second day after the seeds were planted that Qi Yun was practicing when she was suddenly interrupted by bursts of cheers from outside.