She couldn't just let a golden opportunity slip through her fingers.
Deng Yuyuan had an idea; at the very least, she needed to build a good rapport. She knew nothing about agronomy, but giving them some seeds to study shouldn't be an issue. Besides, this white rice was no different from the rice she ate in the future. Perhaps they really could cultivate it using seeds from the Farm Shop. Furthermore, the agricultural books in the Farm Shop contained knowledge far more advanced than this era. If she went back today and studied them carefully, she could surely come up with some ideas to inspire them.
As evening approached and pale golden twilight claimed half the sky, Deng Yuyuan made her way to the supply and marketing cooperative. She bought a heap of preserved fruits and fruit drops, along with some clothes suitable for a child Gou Ya's age.
