Chapter 185 The纨绔世子 24 (1/2)

It wasn't the dilapidated and chaotic tenant farmland she had imagined.

The field ridges are neatly constructed, and the ditches are clear, dividing the fields into plots of varying sizes.

The lush green rice seedlings in the fields are growing well, stretching their leaves in the sunlight.

The key point is that further away, she could see several clearly planned areas planted with some crops she recognized!

Liu Zixi, she really does have a cheat code!

A group of people were gathered together in a paddy field near the farmhouses.

Xia Momo's gaze instantly locked onto the figure in the center of the crowd.

She was wearing a worn-out indigo blue coarse cloth outfit, her bare feet wading through the murky mud, completely disregarding her appearance, loudly explaining something to the several farmers who were dressed even more simply around her.

"...Planting rice seedlings isn't just about speed; you have to leave enough space between them. If they're too close together, they won't get enough air, making them susceptible to disease and pests, and the sunlight won't reach the ground, so they won't grow well! This way, the roots can take hold firmly, and the seedlings can spread out!"

As she spoke, she deftly demonstrated with her hands, straightened up, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and pointed to a patch of slightly sparse and crooked rice seedlings that a farmer had just planted.

"Uncle Zhang, look at this patch of yours, it's too shallow, it'll fall over in the wind! And that one over there is planted too deep, the leaves are all covered in mud! You need to redo it!"

Her tone contained no hint of condescension or disdain, yet it carried an unquestionable authority, more like an experienced master instructing an apprentice.

The farmers nodded repeatedly, their faces showing genuine conviction, without the slightest hint of dissatisfaction at being scolded, and immediately readjusted according to her instructions.

Xia Momo stood on the edge of the field, looking at the figure sweating profusely in the mud through the thin veil of her hat, and felt an indescribable sense of absurdity.

Could it be that Liu Zixi was a country bumpkin in modern times?

But what is she doing?!

She's actually teaching these lowly farmers, who toil in the fields and can't read a single word, how to farm?!

The knowledge sounded so well-organized; it was clearly... a systematic agricultural knowledge that only existed in later generations!

Xia Momo felt a surge of heat rush to her cheeks.

Unable to contain herself any longer, she flung off her veil, ignoring the muddy path and the slightly drier patches along the paddy field ridge, and rushed to the edge of the paddy field. Facing Zi Xi's retreating figure, her voice rose slightly in agitation and anger: "Liu Zi Xi!"

Upon hearing the sound, Zi Xi paused and slowly turned around.

She still had a few specks of mud on her face, her eyes calm and unwavering as she looked at the female lead who had suddenly barged in, her face full of anger…

"Is there anything I can help you with, miss?"

Zi Xi looked at the female lead, Xia Momo, with a puzzled expression.

She came into this world and has never met the female lead, nor has she done anything that would involve her; she has only been running a restaurant.

What does she want from her?

Xia Momo was taken aback by her calm demeanor, which only fueled her anger.

"You! You actually taught these lowly people how to farm?! You...you just casually imparted such precious knowledge to them?!"

She pointed at the farmers in the field who were looking at her blankly, her voice filled with disbelief and a condescending disdain.

She almost blurted out this modern knowledge, but she stopped herself abruptly, replacing it with "precious knowledge," though the shock and anger in her eyes were undisguised.

She couldn't understand why this knowledge in her mind was, in her view, the cheat code for them, the transmigrators!

This transmigrator, Liu Zixi, is so generous, sharing her knowledge so unreservedly with these lowly farmers who are like ants!

Zi Xi looked at the female lead in front of her, who was so emotionally agitated as if she had done something outrageous, and a hint of confusion flashed across her eyes.

“…precious…knowledge?”

“Young lady, you’re exaggerating! It’s just some work of tending the crops so that everyone can have enough to eat.”