Space Farming: Traveling through Ancient Times to Do Business

Jiang Xue nodded, and without saying anything more, she led Zhou Yisheng to the Agricultural College, where a heated discussion on three-season rice cultivation was taking place.

"I think that we must plant the seedlings in a certain order," a scholar-like man said firmly, "If we do this, we will definitely have unexpected surprises when we harvest in the future."

His words immediately aroused the interest and discussion of others present. Some people nodded in agreement, believing that orderly arrangement could indeed increase yields or facilitate harvesting; others questioned that the growth of crops was not completely controlled by humans, and whether such an arrangement was really effective needed further verification.

Jiang Xue and Zhou Yisheng stood aside, listening to the discussion quietly. Jiang Xue had a thoughtful look on her face, and was obviously thinking about this question as well.

Suddenly, someone spotted Jiang Xue and shouted, "Chief!" Hearing this shout, Jiang Xue couldn't help but reveal a hint of helplessness. She waved her hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then said, "Okay, let's discuss this topic in depth next time. Now there is an urgent matter to deal with, everyone come with me to Yun County."

"Yun County?" Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment when they heard this. They obviously had no idea about the purpose of going to Yun County. Seeing this, Jiang Xue explained, "We are going to Yun County to investigate the surrounding environment. After arriving at the destination, everyone will be divided into small groups of two people, each responsible for a village. Finally, the results will be evaluated based on the output of each village, and those with outstanding performance will be rewarded."

"Everyone should be familiar with the reward system of our Agricultural College, right?" For a moment, everyone became excited, and some people even couldn't wait to ask: "Is it the nameplate reward, and..." However, when he noticed a stranger standing next to Jiang Xue, he immediately shut his mouth and stopped talking.

Jiang Xue nodded slightly to show her approval, and said nothing more. Then, she instructed everyone, "Go back and pack your luggage now, and gather at the door in a quarter of an hour." After receiving the instructions, everyone left and began to prepare the items needed for the trip.

"Okay." Jiang Xue responded, and then walked towards Fengyu Pavilion with Zhou Yisheng.

"Miss Jiang?" Zhou Yisheng couldn't help but interrupt the silence, with a hint of curiosity and respect in his voice.

Jiang Xue heard the voice, turned slowly, and her eyes fell on Zhou Yisheng.

Her eyes were clear and firm, as if they could see into people's hearts. Her smile was like a spring breeze, warm and gentle.

"I think Lord Zhou must have a lot of questions." Jiang Xue's voice was neither hurried nor slow, and her tone revealed a sense of confidence and calmness.

Zhou Yisheng nodded. He did have many questions that he wanted to ask Jiang Xue. However, Jiang Xue gently waved her hand and continued, "Now is not the right time. Our power has not yet grown. There are some things that are useless to talk about."

Zhou Yisheng couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he heard this. But he also understood Jiang Xue's intention. They were indeed still in the initial stage, and many plans needed to be kept confidential and could not be easily disclosed.

He looked at Jiang Xue deeply, then nodded to show his understanding.

A quarter of an hour later, the huge team set out for Yun County.

The day after Zhou Yisheng left, Jiang Xue took quick action. She arranged for people to transport the grain seeds to the farm outside Yun County.

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"Master, please don't get yourself hurt by getting angry!" Mrs. Liu comforted her husband softly, with a hint of helplessness in her voice. She always had an otherworldly attitude towards the things happening at home, as if everything had nothing to do with her. Only when things involved her beloved son Liu Ziqi would she show some concern. Otherwise, she would rather stay out of it and not get involved too much.

Liu Xueqi frowned tightly, and glanced sharply at the servant kneeling in front of him, with obvious dissatisfaction in his tone: "How is the young master now?"

The servant lowered his head and replied tremblingly: "Master, the young master is still in the brothel."

When Liu Xueqi heard this, the anger in his heart was instantly ignited. He sighed heavily, and a complex expression of anger and helplessness appeared on his face.

He was really helpless with this son. He knew Liu Ziqi's character and behavior very well - he loved to play and enjoy himself, hated to study, and whenever he was not in private school, he would spend most of his time in the brothel.

"This brat!" Liu Xueqi cursed in a low voice, but then calmed down. He knew that it was useless to be angry. His son's character had already been set, and it was almost impossible to change him. So he waved his hand, signaling the servants to leave, and then ordered: "Forget it, when the young master comes back, tell him to come to the private school on time tomorrow."

Liujia Private School resumed classes in early September, but Liu Xueqi was in an extremely heavy mood.

He stared at the group of listless and unmotivated students below, and the anger in his heart erupted like a volcano. "Everyone cheer up!"

Liu Xueqi suddenly slammed the table hard, and the ruler in his hand smashed into the table fiercely, making a thunderous sound, which frightened the students.

"Look at you. The earliest one has been here for at least five or six years, and the latest one has been here for two or three years, but you haven't even produced a scholar?" Liu Xueqi scolded angrily, "I haven't trained a scholar in so many years. People in the city have begun to question my ability. If I didn't have a little fame here, my Liu family would have been abandoned by others long ago."

He glanced at each student, his eyes filled with disappointment and anger.

These children should be the future hope of the private school, but now they are so lazy and idle, which makes him feel distressed. He knows the importance of education. If he cannot cultivate outstanding talents, the reputation of the private school will be greatly affected.

Liu Xueqi took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

The more he spoke, the angrier he became. His face turned red like a ripe tomato, and veins popped out on his forehead, as if it would explode at any moment. "Now there is another Jiang Ziyu, and he is a so-called young scholar. This is simply a slap in my face! If the school in the countryside moves to the city, then their reputation will definitely surpass ours. By then, won't I even have the strength to fight back? How can I not be anxious!"