How Can a Woman Have Fun in Farming?

"Civilians are like leeks in the field. Once a crop grows, there will be another crop soon."

"The more people starve to death, the food expenditure will be reduced in the future. No matter how you think about it, it's a good thing."

Anastasia looked at Crusch and spoke with a tone that seemed very serious.

However, as long as you think carefully, you can hear the irony in Anastasia's tone.

"Miss Anastasia is not bad either."

The heroic girl glanced at Anastasia in front of her.

"Normal businessmen should be all over the world at this time, taking advantage of this shareholder wind, stockpiling grain and searching for money along the way."

"Who would be like Miss Anastasia, obediently doing nothing at the border of Lugnica?"

Crusch looked at the other party and said the opposite.

"Aren't I going to hug the biggest golden thigh? Duke Crusch must trust my vision."

Anastasia spoke with such a smile.

"So is the food sold or not?"

Crusch directly ignored the other party's words and asked straight to the point.

"Sell."

Anastasia gave the answer almost without any hesitation.

If Lu Yuan succeeds here, food prices will plummet.

If Lu Yuan's side fails, she will directly take her team to work in the permafrost.

No matter what, the food in her hands would no longer be of much significance, so it was better to gamble with Crusch at this moment.

"But I want to exempt all sentry fees from doing business in Lugnica in the future."

Anastasia looked at Crusch and opened his mouth wide open.

"Anastasia, I don't have time to joke with you like that."

The heroic girl looked at Anastasia with a slight frown.

"I'm not joking either."

The baby-faced girl looked at Crusch, her demeanor became serious and serious.

"My intelligence network is no worse than yours. There must be a lot of people in the capital."

"With today's food prices, the food you hoard in various villages is like a treasury without many guards."

"In the merchant's world, if you don't take this kind of unowned treasure, you will be sorry for yourself."

Anastasia spoke as if sighing.

"But they are not merchants but nobles. It is their duty to protect the territory and the people."

The heroic girl just looked at Crusch slightly coldly and spoke.

It is obvious that Crusch, who has his own glory, completely rejects merchants like Anastasia.

"Oh, the glory of nobility."

Anastasia put on a blank expression as if she was reading aloud.

"Cursch Karsten, you are not really brainwashed by the rules that bewitch the little nobles, are you?"

"Lugnica, a society where the aristocratic class is basically solidified, what do you think this crisis is for some people?"

Lugnica with the Juggernaut will not really perish.

How many civilians will die, and will their actions make Lugnica's chaos last for a few more years?

Does such a thing really matter?

"When the sky is falling, naturally a tall man like you will support it."

Anastasia looked at Crusch and summarized Lugnica's current situation in the noble circle.

She watched Anastasia doll with a big smile on her face.

"Kakaracci saying: Only similarities can be used for comparison, similar people can quarrel, and the fiercest battles often break out in the most subtle differences."

"Businessmen are after money, you people are after power."

"Cursch Karsten, he's all out to do business, so let's not talk so noble."

Anastasia said so with a look of indifference on her face.

After Crusch faced Anastasia's words, although his expression changed, he quickly calmed down again.

"Then let's do business."

The heroic girl shook her head.

"Anastasia, you should know that what you said is impossible to come true."

"Aristocrats are just nobles. Except when necessary, I don't have the ability to interfere with other lords' management of their territories."

Crusch looked at Anastasia in front of him with a cold expression.

After asking the price all over the sky, I just sat on the ground and paid back the money.

Crusch was waiting for the last condition from Anastasia.

However, before Anastasia continued to speak...

"Master Crusius."

"Anna."

The door of the simple conference room was pushed open.

Almost unanimous voices came from outside the door.

The petite girl with animal ears, Mimi, and the head of the Knights under Crusch walked in at the same time.

"Success!"

That's all they gave.

But both Crusch and Anastasia immediately stopped talking and stood up from their respective positions.

There was some palpable excitement on his face.

At this time, what else can be summed up by the word "success", and that is only the mass production of grain.

The two people who were still facing each other suddenly turned their heads and looked at each other with a tacit understanding.

"It looks like the deal is going to be aborted."

Crusch looked at Anastasia and spoke.

"Yes, but Duke Crusch..."

There was no look of frustration at all because the transaction was blocked.

A bright smile appeared on Anastasia's immature doll's face.

"Aren't we going to be able to do another deal soon?"

Anastasia asked back.

"perhaps."

Crusch shrugged his shoulders in reply.

At this moment, she looked at Anastasia's originally annoying baby face, and suddenly felt pleasing to her eyes.

End of this chapter

The crop temporarily named "Beluga Rice" has entered the stage of small-scale experiments.

Animal experiments on its negative effects have been completed, and clinical trials have also been completed.

The experiment on removing the "witch factor" from plants went very smoothly.

After several rounds of tests, everyone in the institute discovered it.

The "witch factor" is only interested in attaching to living things, and itself is not resistant to high temperatures.

According to this conclusion, as long as the rice is cooked to make it completely dead, the "witch factor" inside the plant will dissociate and dissociate accordingly.

……

The noon sun shines directly on the earth, and the reflection of the metal brings a certain kind of brilliance to the whole place.

In front of the tents made of simple wooden sheds, there was a long line winding backwards.

Most of the personnel in these teams are refugees brought by the gluttonous priest.

After dispelling the magic of the Bishop of Gluttony.

Lu Yuan temporarily left them in the territory, but these refugees who were left behind did not show gratitude or anything like that.

Hungry and numb after liberation.

Instead, he showed a trance-like expression similar to regret.

When you are controlled, you don't need to feel hungry, when you are controlled, you don't need to think about life, and when you are controlled, you don't even need to struggle to not starve to death.

Obviously he was rescued, but when he was controlled by the gluttonous teacher, his whole body was more comfortable than when he was alive.

Many of the refugees even showed negative emotions towards the surrounding "Permafrost" soldiers.

It's just that all of this changed directly after the food was distributed.

……

The stomata on the stem, the white hairs on the leaves, and the often spiral horn in the center of the flower.

Ripe "Beluga Rice" is edible not only on the ears.

According to the experimenter's test, the whole plant is edible.