Quick Transmigration: A money-loving man meets a boy who gives away money!

"Qiqi, what are we going to do with these weeds?" Hu Liu put the grass with shriveled ears into the small Qiankun, and followed Yu Ci to search along the ridges of the field.

Yu Ci was speechless. Hu Liu had been a human for so long, how could he not know the five grains? "These are crops from the south, called rice."

"Can't we just eat chicken? Why do we have to pick rice?"

"Because people need to eat grains, but the current rice varieties are relatively low-yielding, I want to try to breed high-yield varieties." Hybrid rice papers can be purchased in the system. After reading through them, Yu Ci found them a bit difficult.

But she has no shortage of time. She is confident that within one or two hundred years she can achieve 70% to 80% of the yield of future rice!

However, she couldn't handle the affairs of the world by herself. There were too many things she wanted to do. Maybe she should take in some disciples...

Yu Ci's gaze shifted to the silly fox in a white dress.

The human heart is hard to predict, but foxes are easy to deceive.

"Sixth sister, do you want to receive more of the Fox God's inheritance?"

"Ah? Sure, sure!" Hu Liu nodded like a husky, his hair swinging around, until he put the food in his mouth and bit it off without thinking it was dirty.

The fox's hair fell to the ground and disappeared, and the hair that was bitten off grew back.

Yu Ci had a headache, but there were not many people she could trust. If she taught it to humans, not to mention that their lifespans were short, it would take countless time just to learn it.

Just asking them to believe that hybridizing plants can produce excellent traits, and then screening and breeding them may take a lifetime to verify, I don't know how many people will persist.

It is foolish to spend your whole life on something you have never heard of and which is beyond your reach.

Moreover, due to inconvenient transportation, one may not be able to achieve anything in his entire life even if he searches all over the country for plants of different strains.

Yu Ci pointed her finger at Hu Liu's forehead and input the basic hybrid breeding method she had obtained into her mind.

"Sixth sister, this is a method that can help you become an immortal. If I die in the future, I hope you can protect the peace of this world." Yu Ci stopped there and didn't want to say too much. Hu Liu had a kind heart, and she was unwilling to use morality to hold him hostage.

Hu Liu's originally happy mood faded when she heard Yu Ci say "death". She pulled Yu Ci's sleeve and smeared the mud in her hand on the corner of Yu Ci's clothes.

"Qiqi, we had a great time in Wangshui Mountain, catching butterflies and hunting for meat every day. If you find the world boring in the future, can we go back and catch butterflies?"

"Don't talk about dying. Although your foundation is broken, we can ask grandma. There are some solutions."

"You are the smartest in our litter. I know you sometimes dislike me for being stupid, but a smart fox is not necessarily a happy fox. I hope you can be happier." Hu Liu comforted her awkwardly. Apart from her grandma, the person closest to her is Qiqi.

Yu Ci patted her dirty hands, "I mean if, don't worry, I'm still very strong!" Yu Ci lied, she clearly felt that her vitality was gradually fading away.

In the fox inheritance, the basic merits can be made up, but hers cannot be made up.

She asked the system, and the system only gave her five words [Destiny cannot be violated]. Yu Ci didn't believe in evil, so she violated her destiny! What happened?

"That's good! Oh, by the way, what does this hybrid thing you gave me mean?"

"Look for yourself!" Yu Ci was really not moved at all. Hu Liu was so lazy. She had clearly organized every word and described it in a way that ordinary people could understand, but he didn't read it carefully.

"Oh!" Hu Liu bent down and began to carefully observe the rice growing in the rice field. It clearly looked like grass, but it could actually produce fruits that could fill people's stomachs. It was truly magical!

Chu Jiangli, who was originally planning to wait until the summer rice was harvested before returning, received news from Shengjing.

The emperor is ill.

She was urgently recalled.

After Yu Ci caught up with the carriage, she lifted the curtain and looked at the wheat waves that were about to be harvested. Hundreds of thousands of acres of land were flooded this time. These were the lucky rice plants that were not affected. I don't know if they can survive until winter.

Chu Jiangli reached out and pulled back the fox who was about to lean out of the car window. "I have already caught a lot of evidence against the court and have pressured the grain merchants. The South should be able to survive this year. Don't worry."

Yu Ci snorted. It would be strange if she wasn’t worried!

The little Taoist priest said that the world would be in chaos. It would be fine if there were no wars or other problems, but once war broke out.

Given the current state of the Great Chu, it is about to break into countless pieces.

"Why did the emperor ask Your Highness to go back?" Yu Ci asked unhappily. That incompetent old man treated his daughter like a brick and moved her wherever she was needed.

Even following her is tiring.

Chu Jiangli did not pursue her disrespectful address to the emperor. She herself did not have much respect. She said truthfully, "He is old and confused. He feels that everyone wants to harm him."

Hey, but he really didn't feel wrong, everyone just wanted him to die.

Party struggles have become more and more obvious recently, with the major parties engaging in covert actions, and driving up food prices in an attempt to collect money is one of them. If I hadn't searched them one by one and warned them, they would have succeeded.

"So what are your plans?" Yu Ci asked casually.

Chu Jiangli suppressed the emotions in his eyes and said, "The Fifth Prince is a good choice."

Yu Ci nodded, and the two of them didn't communicate anymore.

The fifth prince was born to a maid in the emperor's harem and was fostered by Concubine Shu. However, Concubine Shu already had the second prince and was not very interested in this bean sprout.

He is a transparent prince who has neither mother to love him nor father to care for him. He is fifteen years old this year and is almost three years younger than Chu Jiangli.

Although I don't know what his personality is like, at least he is easy to control.

We have arrived in Shengjing.

Yu Ci was concerned about her workshop, so she threw herself into it as soon as she returned. Chu Jiangli was summoned to the palace more and more frequently.

The young Taoist priest Song Zhi still lived in Yu Ci's little nest. He painted on the ground with a stick every day and stayed up late at night to observe the celestial phenomena.

Unfortunately, the weather in Shengjing has been very bad recently, with dark clouds covering the moon and the air was gloomy. He sighed eight hundred times in one day.

Yu Ci slapped him with a slap. "You're sighing in my nest all day? You're the one sighing because my fireworks failed, right?"

Song Zhi covered his head and accused with a righteous look on his face, "You fox! What does my sigh have to do with your strange skills and tricks? Are you taking your anger out on others?"

He was sure. This fox looked ferocious, but was actually very kind-hearted. When she followed him to the south, even if the people were about to riot, she would just raise her sword and strike them, but would not kill anyone.

He is not afraid of her anymore!

Yu Ci narrowed her eyes. This little Taoist priest has become more and more daring these days! She pulled out a thin pine branch from the stove and whipped the white-faced Taoist priest's butt!

Even if he is my ancestor, I will still smoke him!

There were cries of pain in the yard. "Ah! You you...ah! Stop spanking me! Ah!!!"

Just spank him! You stinky fox! Ah Hu Liu, help me! "

"You should let Qiqi beat you. I'm tired of hearing it!" Hu Liu put his hands on his hips and cheered for Qiqi.

Such good times, such peaceful days, Song Zhi, who had become the abbot of Qingxuan Temple decades later, would often recall them and chuckle at the pine tree in front of the temple.