Chapter 85: Chapter 85: A World Where All Three Parties Are Satisfied

The Empress Dowager nodded. "The National Preceptor has made great contributions. He must be heavily rewarded."

"We can discuss rewards later. Look what I've brought for you?"

The Empress Dowager caught the scent of roasted sweet potatoes and asked in surprise, "Is this food?"

"Yes, try it quickly."

The Empress Dowager, without suspicion, picked one up and took a bite. "Soft, sticky, fragrant, and sweet—this is a fine thing."

"Of course. It's called sweet potato, and its yield can reach over a thousand jin per mu. It can be grown in many places, isn't picky about soil, and is drought- and flood-resistant. Truly a rare treasure."

"Can the yield really reach over a thousand jin per mu?" The Empress Dowager's eyes widened.

"If the soil fertility is sufficient, the yield can even reach four thousand jin per mu. In some places with special soil, it can go as high as ten thousand jin. One country's population broke a hundred million thanks to sweet potatoes."

The Empress Dowager was stunned speechless for a long time.

She had never dared to imagine a population of a hundred million. Their tiny little country had only about a million people, with no more than five hundred thousand fit for battle.

The Southern Chu, vast and resource-rich, had only thirty million people, while the Northern Yan had just over twenty million. A country with a hundred million people—how strong must it be?

She needed a moment to process this.

The immortal would surely not deceive her; this crop truly had a high yield.

She looked at Shen Yunyun and asked, "If sweet potatoes are widely promoted in Dali, won't the common people never go hungry again?"

"Yes, not only will they no longer go hungry, but the number of abandoned infants will also drop significantly, and the population will greatly increase. First, have the land prepared, and I'll send you sweet potato seedlings later. Also, this is called pumpkin. You can grow it too, with a yield of seven to eight thousand jin per mu. I'll write down the planting steps for the National Preceptor, and you can ask him directly if you have any questions."

The Empress Dowager knelt before Shen Yunyun once more.

This time, she gave her the armor and halberd of the General Who Pacifies the Far Frontier.

Shen Yunyun accepted them with great joy.

Back at the trading center, she watched the water cascading from the beast world scene into the vat, then flowing out to a valley outside Ji Prefecture in Dali, trickling down the mountain stream into the river below.

The flow wasn't strong; it would probably take ten days to half a month to finish.

So, her trading center needed to stay open continuously.

Shen Yunyun didn't worry too much and planned to live in the basement for the next few days.

She idly sifted through the unrealistic wishes.

As always, the wishes of sentient beings were too numerous, and most stemmed from greed. She couldn't fulfill them all.

Just like some wished for flowers to bloom year-round with fragrance everywhere.

Others wished for flowers to vanish from the world, as allergic rhinitis tormented them to the brink of death.

So even if she were truly a god, she couldn't completely satisfy everyone's wishes.

She listlessly cleared out the wishes in the wish pool when she suddenly noticed some changes in the trading center.

She saw a new time ratio option and, after carefully reading the instructions, her eyes lit up.

It turned out that time in different worlds could be adjusted.

No wonder time had barely passed when she took Little Tangyuan to the hospital earlier.

But when she went to the cultivation world, time had clearly flown by.

She hadn't expected the trading center to be so user-friendly, giving her whatever she needed.

Happily, she set the ratio to one to two hundred and forty. That meant for every hour she spent in the trading center, two hundred and forty hours—ten days—passed in the two adjusted worlds.

She figured ten days of water flow would be enough. If not, she could add another half hour of overtime.

Besides, it was still early.

And so, a world where all three parties were satisfied came to be.

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