"Growing grain?" The city lord was a little surprised, and smiled helplessly after reacting, "Sir also knows that food needs to be planted in a suitable environment, Zhangzhou has wind and sand in all seasons, the climate is dry and cold, and the land is mostly stony and sandy, how can you grow food?" ”

Long Ziyue smiled lightly and spit out four noncommittal words, "It's man-made"

"Oh? Sir, can you tell us what is man-made? Everyone stopped discussing at some point, looking at Long Ziyue with a curious expression, and Nangong Lie directly asked questions.

Long Ziyue pursed her lips, but she didn't speak, she raised her feet and walked out, leaving only a magnificent and mysterious back and a lazy whisper, "It's late today, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"This ......" Everyone was stunned, and they couldn't react to Long Ziyue's actions, until the figure disappeared outside the door, and they suddenly came back to their senses, and they suddenly gasped in shock.

This gentleman is too casual, isn't he? The king hasn't left yet!

"Let him go" Regarding Long Ziyue's somewhat rude behavior, Nangong Lie generously tolerated it, and such an abnormal act shocked everyone again and again.

When did the harsh and cold king become so easy to speak?

The moon disappeared, the twilight dissipated, and before I knew it, it was night.

The sun rose, Long Ziyue walked out of the room refreshed, took a breath of cool air, Long Ziyue curled her lips happily, and finally eased up.

After a week of running, followed by non-stop disaster relief, half a month of hard work, even she was a little tired, not to mention Zhou Muchen, who had been busy before and after.

"Rested?" Nangong Lie didn't know when he stepped into the courtyard, and was smiling lightly at Long Ziyue, Long Ziyue hurriedly retracted her thoughts and nodded with a smile.

"What you said yesterday was man-made, this king thought about it all night, and he didn't understand it thoroughly, could it be that you have any way to make the northern Xinjiang grow grain?" Nangong Lie put forward a conjecture, but his words were intentionally or unintentionally gone, and seeing that Long Ziyue didn't care, he couldn't help but gently hook his lips.

Seeing that Nangong Lie guessed, Long Ziyue did not deny it, but only asked with a smile: "Why can't you?" Where there is soil, grain can be grown, this is an eternal truth."

"Most of the soil in northern Xinjiang is cold and hard, and even more so in Zhangzhou, where winter is approaching and most of the land has begun to freeze, how can you grow grain?" Nangong Lie said the current situation in a deep voice

"That's why I said that things are done by people," Long Ziyue raised her lips confidently, "The current situation is indeed not suitable for growing grain, but we can create a suitable environment"

"What do you mean by that?"

Long Ziyue smiled lightly, raised her feet and walked out of the door, Nangong Lie didn't know why, but he still cooperated to keep up with Long Ziyue's footsteps. When the two came to the backyard, Long Ziyue stopped, pointed to a flower field, and asked Nangong Lie with a smile: "Does the king dare to make a bet with me?" ”

"Bet on what?"

"Bet on whether I can grow grain here, if I succeed, the king will grant me a request, of course, this request will be within the range of the king's acceptance."

Nangong Lie smiled heavily and said quickly, "If you can really grow food, what if this king should do ten things for you?" But what if you can't grow it? ”

"At the King's Disposal"

Nangong Liemo's eyes narrowed, and he looked Long Ziyue up and down, and the corners of his lips suddenly hooked up a deep arc, "Okay, this king agrees to your request and gives you a month's time, if after a month, you still can't grow food, then you have to be at the disposal of this king."

Long Ziyue hooked her lips and replied with a light smile: "The king looks at it."