Chapter 49

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In the early morning, a red sun slowly rose between the Lingyun Peak and the Tongtian Peak, casting a brilliant light on the mountaintops. It was already autumn, and the vegetation remained lush green, with only a few patches turning golden or fiery red. @Infinite Good Writing: All in

An hour later, the soft and non-glaring light finally reached a small thatched cottage at the foot of the mountain, gently seeping through the broken paper window, illuminating half of a person's face on the earthen bed.

The person seemed to be a woman, dressed in a messy manner, sleeping soundly. Her dark long hair was tangled like the roots of an old banyan tree, with knots collecting rainwater and dust. There were brown oil stains on the corners of her mouth, and her face, unwashed for who knows how long, revealed delicate features and clean, fair skin upon closer inspection.

Shen Qingran turned over in his sleep, but something felt off about the bed today. Not only was it hard and cold, but it seemed to have shrunk. Normally, it could accommodate over ten people, but today he almost fell off when he turned over.

With a thud, Shen Qingran fell to the ground, hitting his head on something hard, which woke him up. He got up, only to see that he had broken a bowl, with fresh bloodstains along the rim.

As the pain in his forehead intensified, Shen Qingran gradually regained all his senses. The first thing that caught his eye was a pair of pale and weak hands, lacking strength due to lack of exercise, covered in a red sleeve stained with unknown filth.

The cluttered tables and chairs, the pile of clothes taking up half the bed, and the damp floor suddenly appeared before Shen Qingran's eyes. He stood there stunned for a full minute before realizing that he had been kidnapped to the mountains from his heavily guarded villa?

No precautions at all?

These were not his hands. Although he was lazy, he paid attention to exercise and fitness, and his fingers were slender and strong, not weak like these.

Unable to pinpoint the familiar scene that Shen Qingran was reminded of, he scrambled to his feet, ignoring the wound on his head, and opened the door abruptly, slightly out of breath due to the sudden movement.

In front of him were two towering peaks, one lush with forests and the other rugged with strange rocks.

Straight to the point, it was exactly like the Li Family Village where the female protagonist lived in the novel "Rebirth of the Agricultural Noblewoman."

Shen Qingran had fallen asleep reading this novel last night. Regardless of how boring the content was, he could remember most of it after reading it once.

"Rebirth of the Agricultural Noblewoman" was a novel about farming. The female protagonist was bound to a breeding system, which provided all the improved varieties and planting techniques from the 21st century, crushing local varieties in terms of yield and quality.

The female protagonist fought against corrupt relatives, kicked out unscrupulous merchants and landlords, and led her siblings to prosperity.

A general fleeing from pursuit arrived here and was saved by the female protagonist. Since the village's land was not enough for her to showcase her farming skills, she followed the general out of the mountains. With the help of the general and the system, she cultivated special crops nationwide, attracting the attention of the domineering male lead with her pure and unpretentious farming methods.

The main character is evil and arrogant: "Woman, you're quite gutsy." The general, Shen Qingran, found the author's writing to be exaggerated, skipped eighty chapters, and didn't pay much attention to this cannon fodder. The entire text is two million words long, with a hundred and fifty words dedicated to farming, from one acre to two acres, to taking over a village, and then to dominating the entire national agriculture, forestry, animal husbandry, and fishery industry. Shen Qingran fell asleep without realizing where the highlight of this text was. He, a lazy and idle second-generation rich man who never worked, couldn't tell one grain from another, and detested physical labor his whole life, found farming to be even more fantastical. If he were to become the female lead, he might as well die. Shen Qingran read this book solely because he couldn't distinguish between spinach and lettuce, was looked down upon by his sister, and was strongly recommended a book to see how the female lead of another family was self-reliant and pioneering. Shen Qingran, bored, flipped through a few pages and marveled. He criticized, "This female lead, a white-collar worker who grew up in a big city since childhood, unexpectedly has such extraordinary talent. Overnight, she becomes a sixteen-year-old peasant girl who can make tofu, build houses, light fires, raise silkworms, weave bamboo baskets, squeeze sugar, ferment manure, and hatch chicks. It's completely unrealistic!" Shen Qingran complained. On the contrary, he was deeply impressed by the cannon fodder supporting female characters that appeared in the first few chapters of the book. The supporting female characters were completely the opposite of the female lead, originally born male, lazy and greedy, even his own mother couldn't stand him. In the male-dominated ancient times, his mother dressed him as a girl, replacing his sister to marry. "Our family is poor and can't support you for a lifetime. The Li family's son has just returned from five years of military service and brought back a lot of money. Your sister is engaged to him. Although his parents are not here, the token is still there." "Pretend to be mute, sleep separately. If he finds out you're a man and doesn't support you, you'll starve to death." His mother threatened sternly, wiping away tears and sobbing, "Your father and I are almost in our graves. When we're gone, what will you do? It's not that your mother is heartless to marry you off to the mountains, but if you were willing to work a little, you wouldn't have to dress as a girl." The "supporting female character" was indifferent and resistant to pretending to be mute, "Aren't there still Eldest Sister and Second Sister? If you die, they'll still be alive. Will they miss a meal because of me?" His mother slapped her son's face, "They're both getting married, who has time for you? Besides, are you really missing a meal?"

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