Farming + science fiction + family inheritance: It's not a doomsday wasteland, it's "future people have forgotten how to eat", she comes to the rescue with a cupboard of seeds
Female Protagonist · Fine Farming Story: Don't rely on the system, but rely on what my grandfather taught me: "The soil is alive, and your hands must be light."
A foundation of real agricultural knowledge: crop rotation, composting, grafting, seed saving - every detail can withstand scrutiny
One person is not farming alone: from one person to a group of people, from a piece of land to a city, the point of this story is to "pass it on"
When Lin Xiaoman woke up, he found that he had been lying down for 203 years.
She was thrown into a workshop that produced nutritional creams. The daily "meal" is a tube of gray-green paste - tasteless, colorless, and the throat is empty when swallowed.
But there was a tin cabinet in her pocket that couldn't be opened. In the cabinet are hundreds of bags of old seeds left by her grandfather: red sweet potatoes from 1976, strawberries from 1985, and tomatoes that her mother ate when she came to visit her for the first time in 1995.
In the future world, soil is contraband, vegetables grow in test tubes, and taste is data written on the ingredient list. No one knows what "sweet and sour" feels like, and no one remembers that a freshly picked tomato will explode with three layers of flavor on the tip of the tongue.
Everyone says that natural food has become extinct a long time ago.
When Lin Xiaoman pressed the first tomato seed into the soil, Su Wan, a taste researcher in the laboratory next door, smelled it. She squatted on the roof, covered her face, and cried.
