Dressed as a sickly villain's white light

Chapter 82 We have to rely on ourselves
Looking at the desolate night scene, Bai Qingyue is not in a good mood, and the infinite sense of depression comes from her heart, thinking of the extravagance of the imperial capital and Youzhou, let's look here again.

There is always a feeling of being angry with your own children.

"Chu Nian, we can't rely on the sky, we have to rely on ourselves." Bai Qingyue turned her head and looked at him firmly.

Chu Nian's eyes light up at night.

"How do you rely on yourself?" Chu Nian said, with such a curvy tune that made people's hearts itch.

Bai Qingyue squatted on the ground, picked up the soil and squeezed it in her hands: "Growing in greenhouses, scientific cultivation, you can eat what you want all year round."

This little knowledge, modern elementary school students know that the vegetables and fruits eaten by modern people are all grown in greenhouses, and they want to increase production in a short time and spread it to the whole Yunzhou.

Soybeans, sweet potatoes, and potatoes are more practical than corn and wheat.

But Bai Qingyue wasn't sure if there were the things she said here.

Moreover, there are plastic films and glass for greenhouses, which were difficult to make in ancient times.

Especially plastic film, Bai Qingyue is not good at it, let alone how to operate it.

Glass is made of sand, and it is also extremely precious. It is called colored glaze here, and it is something used by nobles.

It would be fine if you build a small glass house alone, but it is absolutely unrealistic to spread it to the homes of ordinary people in the entire Yunzhou.

"What is scientific cultivation?" Chu Nian seemed to always hear something novel from Bai Qingyue.

Just like this scientific cultivation, it was the first time he heard it.

"How should I put it? It is all artificial, does not rely on God, does not believe in God, it is science."

"Scientific cultivation is all artificial cultivation. Don't underestimate this. In the future, human beings can fly without training at all."

Bai Qingyue said proudly.

Chu Nian didn't refute or answer: "What do you need me to do for you?"

Bai Qingyue said: "Small-scale experiments first, and then large-scale popularization, even if you are the king, you can't force it."

"When my little seedlings grow up, the common people choose voluntarily."

"If you want to help, there is really a problem." Bai Qingyue looked at Chu Nian pitifully...

"You said."

Bai Qingyue thought for a while, and then she decided on the wording before she said: "Is there anything in this world that is extremely cheap, very thin, transparent or translucent, can be stretched for a long time, or it can be hard or soft..."

"How should I put it, it's Liuli, you know? Is there anything that can be cheaper than Liuli, and can be as large as him, with many, many..."

After Bai Qingyue finished speaking, she realized that she seemed to be talking about loneliness, and she didn't even know what she was talking about.

He pouted with a languid voice: "I don't know how to describe it well, but that kind of thing is very important."

"Come with me." Chu Nian pulled Bai Qingyue to the border of Yunzhou.

The soldiers were still changing guards in turn, and they were shocked when they saw Chu Nian: "Meet my king."

"Yeah." Chu Nian just hummed, and went to the camp at the border.

There was a tent in the middle of the camp. Chu Nian led Bai Qingyue into it. After lighting the lamp, he could see clearly inside.

Except for the table, which is full of bamboo tubes, there is only a simple futon, not even a bed.

Bai Qingyue had never seen a battlefield, and sometimes when she looked at some old photos of the battlefield, she couldn't help crying.

You'll only find out when you're actually there.

The real battlefield is never glamorous.

(End of this chapter)