Transplanting Crops

Victor slowly crouched, bracing his hands on his knees as he gazed at the field before him.

The field was not large, perhaps only a few dozen mu, but several distinct kinds of plants grew in it.

They were lush and full of life. At a glance, it was clear they were thriving.

Victor gently touched the tender green leaves, feeling their soft, smooth texture. Then he carefully parted the foliage to examine the stems and roots.

After a while, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He nodded slightly, pleased with how well the crops were growing.

Victor straightened and turned to the people following close behind him.

His gaze settled on one of them. "These crops are growing remarkably well!

"If they continue like this, most of the promising varieties we collected during the Civil War should adapt to our territory's soil and climate. Then all that remains is to promote their cultivation.

"Thanks for all your efforts at the Agricultural Department. You've had to manage the immigrant farming settlements while keeping up with the transplantation of these new crops."

Many of the plants in the field were unusual varieties Victor had collected from the territories of loyalist lords during the Civil War. Most were crops with valuable traits such as high yields and resistance to disease, drought, and cold. He intended to cultivate them widely across his territory.

The man Victor was addressing hurriedly bowed. "Thank you for your praise, my lord, but I've only done my duty.

"It has been a busy time, but knowing this work will help our territory prosper makes every bit of effort worthwhile!

"Besides, without your wise leadership and guidance, I doubt we could have achieved such impressive results on our own."

The man speaking with Victor was Sam, head of