Ye Muyu did not regret it. Instead of worrying about the future, it was better to live in the present. To her, every day in this life was a gain. Naturally, she would not confine herself to the unknown.
"Are you guessing that there's a reason behind high-yield crops that we don't know about?" Chu Heng looked at her serious eyes and hesitated.
"That's right. Look at the history books again. In the beginning, we planted coarse food such as chestnuts but we have rice and wheat now.
"The production of wheat and rice has always been increasing throughout history. Other than the low production during times of war, doesn't it always increase when the country is prosperous and the people are at peace?"
Chu Heng saw that his wife had given him a reasonable reason and was even trying to convince him.
He suddenly heaved a sigh of relief. Ah Yu had long been prepared, and she was not stupid. His worry was unnecessary.
"What you said makes sense."
