The envoy was slightly taken aback, while the emperor sat up a bit straighter, casting an inscrutable smile as his gaze swept past the face of the Ministry of Agriculture's vice minister. He said, "Courtier Zhou is always so imaginative. What difficulty could there be in this? Wouldn't you agree, envoy?"
The envoy quickly snapped back to attention, hurriedly agreeing. He promised that once they returned to their country, they would certainly send high-quality seeds from Tubo to the Great Jin.
However, they couldn't help but glance at Zhou Man with some skepticism. If they really had high-yield seeds there, would they need to ask the emperor of Great Jin for them?
What use were cold-tolerant and drought-tolerant crops if they weren't high-yield?
Isn't the yield the prime concern when it comes to grain production?
But this official was clearly a woman and bore the surname Zhou, so she must be that famous female doctor. The envoy had other objectives and did not want to offend her.
