"This..."
Wang Fugui wasn't as pessimistic as her.
He pondered for a moment and said, "Actually, Chuanan isn't necessarily that bad. You see, the sunlight here is abundant, and the rainfall is nourishing, which is quite suitable for developing agriculture. The only problem is that there are frequent typhoon weather conditions, and we need to cultivate some wind-resistant, flood-resistant low-growing plants."
"Fugui, explain in more detail," Yun Mengyu's eyes lit up as she said.
