Transmigrated into the prince's only daughter, and beat up the dignitaries in the capital with

Meng Buren grabbed a few handfuls of his hair, stood up, and dug out a bamboo slip from somewhere.

"This is the sixth time I've been cultivating seedlings. The drought-resistant wheat seedlings died. I dug out the soil and found it was hard, so I concluded that the seedlings died because the soil lacked water,"

So in the next few seedling cultivation experiments, he watered them at regular intervals.

Jiang An could not understand the densely packed words written by Meng Bu Ren on the bamboo slips, but it was enough to show his painstaking research.

Tuanzi fumbled around his body and took off the bottle hanging from his waist.

She sat down with her short legs apart, looking at the goat milk she hadn't finished drinking, and then at the pot of dead seedlings.

She closed her eyes and poured the goat milk into the wooden basin.

The milky white liquid gradually disappeared into the soil, apparently being completely absorbed by the soil in the wooden basin...

Jiang An pulled Meng Buren's hand, pointed his fat finger at the wooden basin in front of him, and said in a childish voice with an exceptional firmness,

"Help me break it open!"

"it is good!"

Without any hesitation, Meng Bushen's fist was about to fall.

Jiang An's eyes widened when he saw this, and his fat body swooped forward, with his entire body hanging on Meng Buren's arm.

"No...no no..."

It’s not like that!

“You’re doing this… like this!”

Tuanzi measured the basin with her hands. She just wanted Meng Buhen to remove the bottom of the basin.

This time, the latter understood what was meant and took out a small saw from the tool box.

In just a moment, he had completely removed the bottom of the wooden basin.

The bottom surface separated, and the milky white liquid that had disappeared in the soil flowed down and soon soaked the ground.

Meng Bu Ren now understood the meaning of the young lady's action. His eyes sparkled with astonishing brilliance. He dug up the soil with his bare hands to observe the roots of the seedlings.

"The water that the soil cannot absorb will accumulate at the bottom. The water will be trapped inside and cannot be drained out, and the seedlings will start to rot from the roots!"

He muttered to himself like a madman, "We need to let the water drain out... drain out..."

Meng couldn't bear to look at the sawed-off bottom of the basin and the soil scattered on the ground.

He grabbed Holland's arm in excitement, and as the latter's face gradually twisted, he looked crazy with excitement.

"You can make a hole in the bottom of the tub!"

"The right holes will allow excess water to drain away without causing moisture in the soil to evaporate!"

Bingo! Correct answer~

Tuanzi shook his head happily. As the saying goes, it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish!

Huo Lang controlled Meng Buren, who wanted to run a few laps, and took a deep breath and said,

"Old Meng, let's calm down!"

Although he can stand by his brothers, it is really not okay for his brothers to stab him in the back just because they are happy!

"Cough...cough..."

Meng Bu Ren, who had calmed down, looked at Jiang An's bright almond eyes and felt a little embarrassed.

I just changed the subject, "Actually, Miss doesn't use goat's milk. If you pour it out, you won't have anything to drink."

"There is water in this tent."

Jiang An was stunned. Jiang An was stunned holding the empty bottle.

Dumpling looked eagerly at the wooden barrel filled with water, then slowly squatted down his chubby body and shrank into a true dumpling.

Meng Buren realized that something was wrong and belatedly received the look in Nianniang's eyes that really wanted to kill him.

Jiang An: "Wow...my meal..."

After pretending to be sad for a while, she stretched out her fat hand and beckoned Meng Buren to squat down.

After all, she was already very sad and didn't want to look up to talk anymore.

"It's too dark in here!"

The pretty doll frowned, spoke in an emotionless tone, and measured the sun with her two hands. Plants should grow in the sun so that they can grow tall.

Meng couldn't bear it? "But it's too cold outside. If the seedlings are not placed in the tent, they will freeze to death..."

Although there is colored glaze here that is similar to glass, it is too expensive, and there is no place in Chongzhou Prefecture that can make colored glaze...

Huo Lang, who was trying to see if his arm was bruised by Lao Meng, raised his eyebrows.

This is not easy to deal with!

"Then why not move these seedlings into the house..."

"Just like the coach's yard, with a ground heating and paper-covered windows, it's still extra warm in winter!"

Huo Lang chuckled and said, "You engineers are good at this!"

The generals of the first battalion of engineers and the black armored soldiers total more than 3,000 people. Isn't it more than enough to build a house in the camp?

Meng Bu Ren stood up suddenly and rushed behind the screen in the tent like the wind.

The armor was changed in no time.

only…

His hair is still that messy mess, and his face is still unshaven...

His eyes were particularly bright, with excitement and ease rippling deep in them.

"Let's go find the coach!"

Huo Lang: “Huh?”

Black Bear took a step back, showing reluctance, "Why are you going over there now? You haven't made a toy for the lady yet!"

He hasn't spent enough time with Tuanzi, how can he give her back like this!

Little Potato Jiang An raised his fat hands, "I don't want toys!"

She ran to one of the piles of junk, sticking her butt out like she was turning over, and looked at Meng Buren eagerly, "Can you give this to me?"

Jiang An was holding a sleeve arrow, which looked a bit old.

This sleeve arrow was made for Huo Lang's son Huo Changming three or four years ago. Two were made in total. This one is too small for the fat boy Changming to wear.

The sleeve arrow can be put on the wrist, and the lining is soft leather. As long as you aim at the enemy and press the button, the short arrow will be shot out, and a short blade will pop out from the sleeve arrow.

This sleeve arrow takes both long-range and close combat into consideration, and is very suitable for a little loser like Jiang An~

Meng Bu-ren actually didn't want to give the young lady old things. The young lady should have the best of everything in the world.

But looking at those star-like eyes, he heard himself agree,

Meng couldn't bear to personally tie the knot with Jiang An, and told her where the trap was.

"Miss, take this and play with it first. When I make a better one, I will send it to you!"

There's something better!

Tuanzi's eyes lit up, "Then we can put a small pocket here...right here!"

If she can't win, she can just throw a drug at him. It all depends on luck whether she or the enemy will be drugged!

"can!"

Jiang An smiled again after receiving the affirmation, and skipped out of the tent holding his empty bottle.

Hehe, happy, hehe~

Behind Jiang An, the moment Meng Buhen walked out of the tent, the black-armored soldiers who noticed the movement here were all stunned.

The black-armored soldiers guarding the tent even forgot to salute.

Their lieutenant general actually came out?

The sun comes out in the west?

Do you want to set off some firecrackers to celebrate?

……

A mess of thoughts flashed through everyone's mind.

Huo Lang said with a teasing look, "Look, your soldiers thought they saw a ghost!"

Meng Bu Ren was ruthless and didn't say much, so he elbowed him directly and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear,

"Don't make me beat you up on such a beautiful day!"

Holland: ...

He fell behind by a step, muttering, "You are so unkind!"