Thinking of the scene of a great harvest, Mu Nianzhi eagerly ordered five thousand soldiers to sow the grains.
After a day, all five thousand soldiers were exhausted.
Mu Nianzhi was full of anticipation and went to witness the miracle as soon as day broke the next morning.
It was barely dawn and the sea breeze was coming in, Mu Nianzhi seemed to have already smelled the fragrance released when the crops sprouted.
In the vast farmland, there was not even a hint of green, let alone sprouting crops.
Mu Nianzhi thought he saw wrong and looked again very carefully, across hundreds of acres, not a single crop had grown.
Mu Nianzhi couldn't believe it and waited another day, but until the next day, the barren field was still barren.
Under the blazing sun, cold sweat started streaming down Mu Nianzhi forehead.
He immediately had the soldiers continue farming, the same seeds, the same land, planting again.
The third day, the fourth day… several days passed.
