Ninth Uncle Lin received his niece's approval, his eyes bright with excitement: "Following the example of the farmsteads, we'll divide the land and let them farm on their own. Every year, we'll collect some grains to utilize as military supplies."
"This way, the remaining thousand people can also be withdrawn."
Lin Jinxu added with a smile: "Reassign them to the border defense of Beiqi, alleviating the pressure there."
"This is an excellent plan."
Lin Qingluo's eyes lit up, her spirits lifted: "In the future, as more people come and large villages form, this place will become more and more vibrant."
"Just like the Mystic Canyon."
Lin Jinlong chimed in with a smile: "Transforming into a Peach Blossom Land that everyone envies."
"Peach Blossom Land, huh?!"
Lin Qingluo's eyes suddenly sparkled, showing a hint of joy.
"Little sister, have you thought of another good idea?"
Lin Jinxu's heart trembled, looking towards his younger sister with a smile.