The first thing that appeared in Tao Wuli's sight was a large stretch of farmland.
Seeing the fields was within Tao Wuli's expectations. After all, in this era, no matter where you go, people are always happy to plant something wherever there's land available—it's just that in his impression, the fields are often very irregular, creatively arranged, with farmers making precise use of every inch of land, leading to many fields being far less orderly than one might imagine.
Indeed, orderly, the fields before his eyes are excessively orderly.
The rectangular farmland before him is so orderly, with each corner being a perfect right angle, and within this vast field, various rectangular plots are dedicated to different crops... for a moment, Tao Wuli thought he was looking at a mathematical problem in some book, not reality.
The excessive orderliness even brought about a peculiar aesthetic, which for a moment held Tao Wuli's eyes captive.
