All of them were Agricultural Officials, and they had all previously tried various methods to increase cotton production, but the results had always been minimal.
But now...
Everyone's gaze involuntarily shifted toward An Jing. Despite still believing inwardly that women should not hold office, at this moment, they truly admired An Jing.
An Jing, however, really wanted to say: I am not worthy of your admiration; what I know comes from my own world and was not figured out by myself.
Coughing lightly, An Jing then said, "The seedlings have already been cultivated, and only transplanting remains. The transplanting is very simple; just bury the Nutrition Bowl directly in the dug hole and it's done."
Pausing, An Jing asked, "Do any of you have questions? Please feel free to ask."
