Zhao Zhenyang left long.

Ding Buju turned around and saw Chen Lin staring at him with a smile.

He asked curiously: "My father-in-law, what does it mean to collect fertilizer?"

Chen Lin hummed, "If I understand correctly, fertilizer is feces."

stool?

Isn't this the same punishment as before?

Ding Buju suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning.

"Why is my life so hard..."

...

The red sun rises.

On a piece of land that has been renovated.

More than a dozen old farmers gathered together, their eyes gathered on a young man, and their faces showed excitement.

This young man is the current prince!

The prince, for them, was out of reach and could never be seen in their lifetime.

And now, the living prince is standing in front of them.

It turns out that the prince would also scold Gou Ri!

The prince will kick people too!

The prince spoke the same as us!

The farmers, like they discovered a new continent, all of them had chrysanthemum-like smiles on their faces.

Of course, no one cares about the prince's farming.

Isn’t this a joke for such a child to take everyone to farm?

Besides, whoever farms will choose to farm in such a deserted place.

This is the most basic common sense that an experienced farmer can grow grass but cannot grow grain.
Chapter completed!