Qi Tianyu was completely relieved.
This task, the first one, should have been his in the bag.
However, just as he was about to get out of the water and take a short break, he turned around and saw Jiang Li's experimental field, and his jaw dropped in shock.
In the neatly plowed black soil, several uniform furrows divided one corner of the field, and rows of sweet potato shoots were standing on those ridges, their green leaves swaying in the wind, showing limitless vitality, even better than the ones cultivated in the greenhouse.
Qi Tianyu was dumbfounded.
Was Jiang Li an agronomy Ph.D. in his past life?
Otherwise, how could he manage to plant the field so beautifully?
After the shock, he irritably slapped his head.
Why hadn't he thought of ridging first and then planting?
Not only would it be neat and aesthetically pleasing, but it would also be easier to manage.
Seeing this, Qi Tianyu completely dismissed the idea of resting.