they had brought anything from before.
However, as soon as she stood up, Ah Hua followed, stuck to her like maltose.”

Fu Ping’An didn't find an opportunity to ask, so she sat back down.
Luo Qionghua looked at her eagerly, as if waiting for her to say something.
She had a feeling that if she couldn't respond, she would let the other person down.
Fortunately, at that moment, Er Ya suddenly asked her, “Empress, why are these fields divided into patches?”

Fu Ping’An walked over to Er Ya.
This method was taught to her by the barrage, called the “sub-field method.” It involved creating ridges and furrows and sowing seeds on the ridges.
The following year, the ridges and furrows would be exchanged, allowing the land to nourish itself and providing a more efficient way of fertilization.

Because the barrage assumed this was the proper way to farm, Fu Ping’An followed suit.

“Isn't this how you do it?”

“On regular days, when we farm at home, we scatter the seeds evenly across the fields.
If we were to farm like you, it would be very laborious to plow the land.
Renting oxen and iron tools would also be expensive.”

[Ping’An Rabbit's 18th Generation: Has the sub-field method not been popularized yet? No wonder the grain production has not been increasing.]

Fu Ping’An fell silent again.
Indeed, the low production of iron tools was a problem.
In the previous dynasty, salt and iron were monopolized by the state, but during the reign of the founding emperor, the policy was relaxed.
However, the production remained relatively low, and officials had criticized this matter, stating that salt and iron merchants were wealthier than nobles, which had a negative impact on societal values.

However, this matter required careful consideration.
On the other hand, the sub-field method could be promoted.

So Fu Ping’An explained the matter to Er Ya in detail and said, “Take a look and see if this method is feasible.
If it is, I will teach it to your family.”

Of course, she would also send someone to promote it.

After the conversation, Luo Qionghua clapped her hands on the side, and Starry-eyed said, “How do you know everything, Ping’An? You're amazing.”

In her daily life, Fu Ping’An mostly interacted with mature and cautious old foxes and her peers who were aware of her identity.
It was rare for her to feel like this in front of Ahua.
She couldn't help but modestly say, “I only have a superficial understanding.”

Luo Qionghua said, “Compared to you, I don't know anything.
Zhang Po, you used to say I was smart, but compared to Ping’An, I'm lacking a lot.”

Zhang Qixing, who was diligently taking notes on farming next to them, coughed and said, “You can't casually compare yourself to her.”

There was a difference between humans and deities.

Having some free time, Fu Ping’An remembered the matter of rewards.
She stood up and walked towards the rear courtyard.
Luo Qionghua wanted to follow, but Fu Ping’An turned her head and whispered, “Ah…
I need to go to the restroom.”

Upon hearing this, Luo Qionghua reluctantly returned to her original seat.
Fu Ping’An gestured to Wang Ji, who followed her.
The two of them passed through the inner courtyard's hanging flower gate, and Fu Ping’An asked in a low voice, “Do you have anything valuable on you?”

Wang Ji hesitated for a moment and gritted his teeth, saying, “I have a gold bar.”

Fu Ping’An: “…”

Perhaps Fu Ping’An's expression displayed too clearly her questioning gaze of “Why are you carrying gold bars with you?”

Wang Ji added, “I think gold can be used anywhere if there's a need.”

Fu Ping’An waved her hand, signaling Wang Ji to call Chen Yan.
However, Chen Yan responded, “I just used my saved money to buy a house, Your Majesty.
What do you need?”

Fu Ping’An felt embarrassed to say, so she waved her hand again, took a round in the backyard, but eventually returned.
As she approached, Luo Qionghua seemed to sense her presence and turned around, beckoning her over.
Fu Ping’An walked towards her, and Luo Qionghua formed a fist with her right hand and brought it close to Fu Ping’An's eyes, saying, “Look what I caught.”

Curiosity piqued, Fu Ping’An leaned closer, and Luo Qionghua opened her palm, revealing a jade green grasshopper.
Fu Ping’An was startled and took several steps back.

Luo Qionghua immediately stopped smiling, threw away the grasshopper, and stood up nervously, saying, “I'm sorry, are you scared?”

Fu Ping’An instinctively shook her head, “Not scared.”

The two kids, Er Ya and Tie Zhu, burst into laughter while Fu Ping’An awkwardly said, “Well…
I'm a little scared.”

The comments section was filled with “Hahaha”—

[Adorable Ping’An: It's been so long since I've seen Ping’An this cute—not that she isn't cute usually, but this is a different kind of cuteness.]

[Heavenly Claudia: I understand, I understand.
She's usually too serious.]

A faint blush appeared on Fu Ping’An's face as Luo Qionghua approached, blinking her eyes and saying, “I'm sorry, I didn't know.
That…that was fun, and I thought you would like it.”

Fu Ping’An responded, “I'm just not used to it.
I haven't played like this before.”

“Haha,” another familiar voice laughed from the side, this time it was Bo Jiao'er—now known as Shen Zhuojun.

She lived next door and felt sleepy during lunch, so she went back to take a nap.
At the moment, she was leaning against the wall, smiling as she watched Fu Ping’An and Luo Qionghua.

Fu Ping’An helplessly asked, “Why are you climbing the wall again?” Back in the palace, Bo Jiao'er was haughty but still had a graceful demeanor.

But now, Shen Zhuojun pouted and said, “I just love climbing.”

Saying so, she lifted her foot to climb over, but Luo Qionghua nearby interjected, “No, your climbing posture is incorrect.
You could get hurt like this.”

Shen Zhuojun was taken aback, there's a correct climbing posture?

Luo Qionghua had a serious expression, “You have to do it in one go, climb up in one motion.
Climbing slowly like this makes it easy to slip.”

As if to prove Luo Qionghua's point, as soon as she finished speaking, Shen Zhuojun's hand slipped, and there was a loud thud as she fell down.


Just as Huo Pingsheng was sweating and arrived at the door, she heard the familiar cry of Shen Zhuojun.
She thought to herself in frustration, “Oh no, why is she crying again?”

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