Xiaoyao rented a carriage and took him to the imperial city.
Although it is now the territory of Beiming, the place far away from the imperial city was actually so desolate.
"Master, the people here live in such poverty, but I think the climate around here is not bad. Are the crops not growing?"
Xiaoyao sat in front of the carriage and drove slowly along the tree-lined path.
It's obviously a nice environment with a pleasant climate, but why did the people who came all the way just now not seem to be having a good life at all?
Ye Qingying was sitting in the carriage, closing her eyes and recuperating.
Although he knew that this girl would be restless and could always find many topics to talk about, he was a little curious about today's topic.
"What else do you know about climate and crops?" You are young, but you seem to know a lot.
"It's early winter now, but the temperature here is not low at all. According to my estimation, this place should be in the subtropical zone."
Ye Qingying couldn't understand it, and she didn't know what was in her head. There were always many strange words in her head.
“What is the subtropical zone?”
"It's just... I don't know how to explain it, and I don't know where I heard it from."
Ye Qingying wanted to laugh a little, but it turned out that it was just hearsay.
Even though there was a curtain, Xiaoyao was sitting in front and couldn't see his expression at all.
However, she could guess what Master's expression was now with her eyes closed.
"Master, don't look down on people, I really understand."
Xiaoyao held the whip in her hand, but she didn't whip it on the horse. Instead, she was playing with it with and without it.
The horse kept walking forward without any need for her to drive it, as if it could understand what she was saying.
"Master, this subtropical zone is very suitable for planting. Even in winter, vegetables can grow."
"Although I have never planted it, I think I have seen a lot. I'm afraid it won't be very cold this winter and it won't snow."
Ye Qingying didn't say anything.
It really doesn't snow in the winter here.
In the entire Beiming Kingdom, only the cities in the north get snow. In other places, winter is only cold, but not that cold.
"But Master, why haven't I seen many vegetables and the like along this way? Even potatoes are not common?"
"Potato?"
"There are no potatoes in this era?" Xiaoyao tilted her head, and many things passed through her head.
Why did she blurt out the words "this era"? As if she belonged to another era.
However, this is not the point. The point is that she can clearly think of what a potato is in her head and can also imagine its image.
But the master has never seen it, but she feels that it is normal that the master has never seen it...
"What the hell?" Xiaoyao knocked on her head, confused about her own head.
Ye Qingying didn't pay attention to what she said.
What he cared about was her voice.
Dumb, at first glance, it's hard to hear.
But once I get used to it, I find it very comfortable.
But her good voice was destroyed by her own poison...
Ye Qingying's long fingers slowly tightened.
Is this more than what I owe her?
Ten days ago, he never dreamed that this girl would become an important person in his life.
If he thought about it, could he still help Yu Linglong do this?
If so, do it again...
"Master?" Xiaoyao called again.
Ye Qingying's thoughts were abruptly pulled back.
He was a little helpless: "I'm listening."
This girl, it’s okay to be timid, she still needs an audience.
If you don't listen, she will annoy you until you listen.
Ye Qingying took the initiative to confess: "I didn't hear clearly just now, what are you talking about?"
