Bamboo Rain

Mu Yangling was reborn into a hunter's family, and she expected to live a simple and happy life. 
However, a disaster almost shattered their home. 
His father was conscripted into the army because of a war, and the whole family had to follow and settle in a farming village. 
Unfortunately, they couldn't even distinguish the seedlings of the five grains. 
As Mu Yangling looked at her mother and younger brother, who were on the verge of tears, she straightened, lifted her head, and said, "It's okay. I have strength." 
She also had some agricultural knowledge from a thousand years later!

I'm the Farmgirl You Can't Mess With

Mu Yangling carefully touched the porcelain and asked, "The cost is quite high, right?"

"Fortunately, the price is not low either, so the profit is considerable." Fan Zijin turned around and picked up another can. He waved his hand and said, "If there are buyers, that is."

Pondering, Mu Yangling said, "If only there was a bag that was waterproof and preserved the quality."

Fan Zijin did not take it to heart. Such a bag only existed in one's imagination, and the paper was not cheap either. In that case, they might as well use porcelain. Such porcelain looked exquisite, but it was actually incomparable to the few types of exquisite porcelain kilns in the south. The cost was not as high as Mu Yangling had imagined.

However, Qi Haoran asked curiously, "What kind of bag is so good? Paper and cloth are not waterproof. Could it be oil paper and oil cloth? But it's dark and not exquisite at all. Who would buy it?"

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