CHAPTER 89: CHAPTER 89: NO REASON NOT TO USE FREE LABOR

She had a petite and agile figure, making her less noticeable among the tall and burly men.

As a result, Pei Shu’er took advantage of this moment and moved behind Huang Ya.

Just as she was about to launch a sneak attack on Huang Ya, she saw him turning around with a vicious grin, looking at Pei Shu’er.

"Oh, Heir’s wife, throwing yourself at me?"

As he spoke, he reached out towards Pei Shu’er.

Just from hearing the sound of his fist, Pei Shu’er felt that this man must possess inner strength.

Pei Shu’er dared not confront him directly; although the Spiritual Spring Water was potent, with increased usage, it had also somewhat strengthened her original physique.

However, her original constitution was really poor, so the improvement was limited.

Pei Shu’er had no choice but to engage in a prolonged battle with this man.

Luckily, her advantage was her agile figure, preventing the man from seizing any opportunity.

Otherwise, her sneak attack would fail, and she could end up as a hostage.

As Pei Shu’er maneuvered around the man, she was thinking in her mind how to subdue him.

Just as the man reached out to her, Pei Shu’er shot her sleeve arrow, hitting directly on the man’s wrist.

Her sleeve arrow was coated with a high dose of anesthetic, causing the man’s hand to lose sensation noticeably.

Taking advantage of this gap, Pei Shu’er shot a few more sleeve arrows, and soon the man’s knees gave way, collapsing to the ground.

Wary of the man’s trickery, Pei Shu’er fired a few more arrows until Huang Ya was knocked out by the large dose of anesthetic, then she finally spoke.

"Stop, look at your leader, captured by us."

Those people were startled at first, a flash of sharpness evident in their eyes, but they were easily subdued by Tang Zan.

Pei Shu’er said, "Since these people want to steal our things, let’s make them dig sweet potatoes for us."

The manpower sent in shouldn’t be wasted.

Zhang Chao said, "How could they possibly dig for us; they would surely run away once they finish digging."

Pei Shu’er curled her lips and sprinkled some itching powder on them.

Initially, those people felt nothing, but later, when the itching became unbearable, they realized what Pei Shu’er had sprinkled was problematic.

"What did you use on us?"

"I used Gu Worm on you; your skin will become increasingly itchy. You need to take an antidote pill every half hour, or else you will grow increasingly itchy until your body is full of Gu Worm, eventually leading to your death."

Everyone was momentarily stunned, somewhat reluctant to believe.

However, when they tried to run, their bodies itched so unbearably.

Watching their companions scratching themselves until they were bloody, they dared not escape.

Pei Shu’er timely threw a pill to a few obedient individuals to relieve itching; after they took it, they indeed felt much better.

Noticing those people attempting to flee, Pei Shu’er laughed, "Run if you want, in half an hour, you will only suffer more."

Seeing no one moving, Tang Zan swung his shovel aggressively, making that troublemaker dizzy.

"Dig or not, if not, just wait to die."

Tang Zan’s words, combined with the effect of the itching powder, made these people unusually obedient and compliant.

In no time, all the sweet potatoes were dug out.

The third household pushed their wheelbarrows up, packed the sweet potatoes into burlap sacks, and then pushed the wheelbarrows back.

Those people followed a short distance, their eyes green and shining, yet dared not approach to deal with the people from the third household.

Pei Shu’er was too lazy to give them the antidote; these people were guilty of many crimes and deserved their fate.

The ones staying behind saw such a quantity of sweet potatoes, their eyes widened.

Liu Xu said, "You dug too fast, didn’t you?"

Pei Shu’er curled her lips with a smile, "Free labor."

Since the cellar wasn’t dug yet, the sweet potatoes were piled in the corner of the straw shed, needing someone to guard them.

While everyone worked day and night digging the cellar, Pei Shu’er took some time to check the newly cultivated land outside.

It was so barren and inferior, probably unable to sustain any crops; even if they grew, the yield wouldn’t be good.

Yet, if this land could be nurtured during winter this year, by spring next year, it could be sown.

To nurture the land, the best option was organic fertilizer.

With so many people, there was no worry about organic fertilizer.

Additionally, the fertilizer needed to be composted, and some wild animals’ waste could be used.

Moreover, the Spiritual Spring in Pei Shu’er’s space might also come in handy.

Just by diluting it more, it wouldn’t be too distressing.

Recently, she found that although the Spiritual Spring Water increased slowly, it was steadily rising.

The small water pit around the Spiritual Spring had deepened a bit more.

Since it wouldn’t be used up quickly, Pei Shu’er felt less anxious.

Thinking of this, she mixed the water they collected with the Spiritual Spring Water, and used a spray bottle to sprinkle it on their third household’s cultivated land.

The organic fertilizer was taken care of by the elderly couple and Granny Zhang; after composting, it was nurtured in the cultivated land.

Whatever the third household did seemed to become a trend for everyone; many noticed the third household nurturing land and immediately started using organic fertilizer themselves.

Thus the originally abundant organic fertilizer gradually became scarce.

Zhang Chao and others brought back some wild animal droppings while chopping wood on the mountain, plus those from their two wild pigs and a few birds they were raising now.

Three days later, the cellar was dug and everyone stored sweet potatoes and other food inside.

The entrance of the cellar was covered with a large stone slab, and a table was placed on top, hiding it.

The thieves were in such a hurry that they couldn’t search carefully for the entrance to the cellar.

Meanwhile, Pei Shu’er also showed everyone the design of the house she had planned.

"This is the house we can currently build at our level."

Everyone looked at the design of the house, deeply puzzled.

It was obvious that the design seemed quite material-consuming.

Pei Shu’er smiled, "We can use the stones we dug out earlier and some sticky mud to construct solid houses."

What Pei Shu’er referred to as sticky mud was actually cement.

Thinking of this, she took everyone to see the cement piled up in the corner of the straw shed.

This was something she brought at noon today when no one was around, but she made a fake impression of it being transported from outside.

"I found this on a plot of land, realizing the soil becomes sticky once wet and once dried, it can firmly glue stones together."

As she spoke, Pei Shu’er also moistened the cement, then stuck a stone to it.

Everyone’s eyes gleamed with joy, for there was no better adhesive than this; building houses would become much easier.

Tang Zan nodded, "Then let’s construct according to your design blueprint."

The blueprint seemed problem-free to him, simple yet elegant, and clearly defined.

It also distinguished the area between the owners and the servants.

Plus the kitchen, bathroom, and toilet were designed reasonably.

Most importantly, with the clay called cement, they believed the house would be built in no time.