The Princess of Northern Land
Chapter 365: Prosperity (5)_1

Chapter 365: Chapter 365: Prosperity (5)_1

"Wait, Prince, can you and Benefactor Lin prepare an extra part? Consider it a contribution to the incense fund of Ding’an Temple?" Master Hui Lian shamelessly leaned in.

"Prepare some extra parts." Chu Suifeng ordered.

"Yes, sir." The guard responded.

When the parts ordered by Chu Suifeng were delivered, half a month had passed. Lin Ziyin had tilled a full five hundred acres of wasteland. The hard work was accomplished by human power, ox power, and most noticeably, the tractor.

Lin Ziyin lent out the tractor to Chu Suifeng’s men for temporary use, while he led his team to start sowing. Only in the evenings did she find the time to assemble machinery with a few people, including Long Feishou.

"Just a few seeds of soybeans and corn, my God, our family can’t keep up even with half a day." Upon seeing the servants of the Lin Family operating the hand-pushed multifunctional seeder, the villagers almost died of envy. If they could farm like the Lin Family, even if they had an extra twenty acres of land, they wouldn’t feel tired.

The Lin Family made a lot of small tools. The factory workers only worked half a day, so the servants moved quickly as they pushed small tools for work. This multifunctional seeder planted both soybeans and corn at the same distance and even loosened the soil in the process.

"Look, no need for manual watering." Someone cried out in surprise.

Indeed, not far off in the big river, a water wheel powered by the current easily irrigated the land.

"I’ve spent my whole life farming, and yet I can’t match a young girl." An elderly villager was almost pounding his chest with his fists. They were originally skeptical about Lin Ziyin’s claims of planting rice, but now it seemed indisputable.

Meanwhile, within a few days, the Tatar also received a secret letter.

"Chu Suifeng wants to alleviate the grain shortage by having the common folks cultivate the land, what a joke." The eldest prince laughed uproariously as he read the letter.

However, the second prince, Alhatu, didn’t laugh. "What’s so funny about Chu Suifeng wanting to reform? If the people of the Northern Land could mass cultivate, then Chu Suifeng wouldn’t have to worry about grain shortages. Furthermore, he could also break free from the court’s control. This could not necessarily be beneficial to our North Country."

"What the second prince said is really funny. How could you boost someone else’s morale and dampen your own spirit?" The eldest prince scoffed, "Everyone knows the climate in the Northern Land is similar to ours. Even if a lot of land is cultivated, it doesn’t make a difference because the climate there doesn’t permit large scale crop farming. Over the years, the grand minister of agriculture has tried numerous ways and failed to combat this predicament. Chu Suifeng is not some immortal deity who can make crops adapt to the climate overnight."

"The eldest prince has a point. If the Northern Lands could cultivate crops well, why would the Emperor Daqin give Chu Suifeng such vast territory as a fiefdom? And it is even a hereditary one. Daqin boasts about being vast and rich in resources, yet the ’vast’ part mostly refers to the barren Northern Lands, while the ’richness in resources’ refers to the Jianghuai region," the prime minister quickly added in agreement.

"My lords, does anyone else have other views?" The seated Tatar Khan asked.

Immediately, all the ministers expressed their opinions, but more of them agreed with the eldest prince, with few siding with the second prince.

"Where is the State Preceptor?" The Khan looked around, unable to spot the person he trusted.

"Your Highness," As he was searching, the National Master walked in, wearing his long robe. "I have heard the debate between the eldest prince and the second prince."