CHAPTER 68: CHAPTER 65: PUTTING A STONE UNDER MRS. JIANG’S FEET

"Alas! I was thinking that if I could sell it, it would help support you at home. Mom is really useless!"

Jiang Mingyue finally understood why Mrs. Jiang had been so distracted since dinner.

She was smart and quickly figured out the cause and effect.

It seemed that if Mrs. Jiang couldn’t earn money herself, this matter wouldn’t be resolved.

Jiang Mingyue suddenly thought about the brick kiln she wanted to build; perhaps she could make a bread oven?

With the abundant information available in the future, every tutorial could be found online. As long as you had browsed the internet, you would remember some production tips, and coupled with her inherently intelligent mind, she should be able to accomplish it.

Jiang Mingyue immediately had an idea.

"Mom, you go to sleep first. Tomorrow I’ll make a special oven for baking cakes for you, and teach you some other things. You’ll definitely be able to make money."

Mrs. Jiang was pushed back to her room by her daughter. Although she didn’t know why her daughter was so certain, she knew her daughter was reliable, more reliable than the other kids—just look at the dishes her daughter made, all delicious.

Thinking about it this way, Mrs. Jiang’s worries for the night gradually faded, and drowsiness finally swept over her.

When Jiang Mingyue woke up the next day, everyone in the house had gone off to work. A few cakes were missing from the kitchen, likely eaten by her brothers for breakfast.

Jiang Mingyue also took one to eat, and as expected, it didn’t taste as good as the fresh-out-of-the-oven ones which were much more aromatic and crispy.

This type of cake was suitable for baking and selling freshly in shops.

Before finishing her cake, Jiang Mingyue packed four in a small basket and took them for Master Wu and his son-in-law to have for breakfast.

The room on the second floor was still closed; presumably, the person hadn’t returned yet. Thinking about last night’s dream, Jiang Mingyue felt a bit frustrated; what was all this about!

Jiang Mingyue returned to finish the cake she left half-eaten, and once done, she went into her room, pushed aside the previous brick kiln blueprint, grabbed new paper and a pen, and drew a three-dimensional structural diagram based on the design in her mind.

Just when noises started outside, Jiang Mingyue had finished her drawing.

She came out to see Yun Di.

"Good morning! I brought you a cake."

Yun Di was standing in the courtyard, a bit at a loss. When the cake was handed to him, he still felt it was unreal.

No one had ever treated him this nicely, except his late mother.

"Go ahead, eat it. Don’t just stand there. There’s more if it’s not enough. But it’s not free; later you’ll have to help me work."

Upon hearing about work, Yun Di stood straighter, as if to show the employer: I have enough strength!

"I can do anything; I promise I won’t eat for free."

Jiang Mingyue waved her hand, "You eat first, leisurely eat. After you’re done, I’ll explain."

But even when told to eat slowly, he gobbled it down as if someone was about to snatch it from him, finishing it in a couple of bites.

Jiang Mingyue feared he might choke, so she handed him the bowl of water she had cooled for herself earlier.

"Would you like another one?"

Yun Di shook his head: Since he hadn’t worked yet, how could he shamelessly ask for more?

Jiang Mingyue didn’t force it and pointed to a corner of the courtyard, handing him the blueprint too.

"Can you understand it?"

Perhaps boys have a natural talent for structural things; after only a brief look, he gestured with his hands at the empty spot and returned the blueprint to her.

"It’s simple."

Jiang Mingyue: "..." Young man, you’re quite arrogant!

Since he said that, Jiang Mingyue didn’t say much and immediately got into action.

She first took him to her cousin’s courtyard and pointed at a pile of leftover building materials from previous construction.

"As for the bricks, check how many are needed and we’ll move that many. Everything else, it’s up to you."

Yun Di nodded but then stopped her as she bent to start moving things with him: "Men should handle such tasks."

Jiang Mingyue: "..." Yet another claiming to be a man in front of me...

Alright! A strong person is of no use here. Young man, go for it!

After entrusting everything to Yun Di, Jiang Mingyue went back to her room and entered the space.

Upon entering, the golden wheat waves hurt her eyes.

It seemed it was time for harvest again.

Harvesting, threshing, grinding into flour, and storing it all happened in seconds. She once again marveled at the benefits of spiritual power.

This time, she didn’t plant directly because she found the wheat wasn’t as large as the first batch, and the grains weren’t as plump.

Could it be that the space farm also needed to rest and recuperate?

Jiang Mingyue recalled the previous era; before the great chaos, the globe never lacked food, so she spared no effort in farming. She usually helped Dr. Tian plant medicine, treating it as his experimental field. Until the great chaos happened, when outside food became polluted and inedible, only then did she switch to growing grains, never thinking to sell them as she was already wealthy.

Supplying the base for everyone’s consumption meant she didn’t need to farm frequently, idling for nearly twenty days a month. Back then, the yield kept getting larger and the grains plumper each time.

Jiang Mingyue paused... Perhaps she was farming too diligently.

Alright, she decided to let the land rest, flipped it using spiritual power, and sprinkled some water to moisten it.

See how considerate she is!

Then looking at the outlined orchard, the trees now grew to half a meter tall, and it was possible to identify fifteen types of fruit trees, plenty for eating.

Looking at another designated patch where seeds were scattered, there seemed to be a diverse array of crops—millet, red beans, green beans, soybeans, beans, yam, taro... also fifteen varieties.

Jiang Mingyue was exceedingly happy, as these crops were all good stuff; millet porridge was her absolute favorite.

Feeling delighted, Jiang Mingyue killed a hundred chickens and a hundred rabbits. After handling them, she didn’t rush out, but used spiritual power to spread the manure from the chicken coop to the orchard and bean garden, watering it again to ensure the roots absorbed it well.

Since the land might need rest and nourishment, enhancing their nutrition could be effective.

She wanted to scatter some in the resting land but found there was no manure left.

She reserved some corn kernels and wheat grains for the chickens, and brought some carrots from the bean garden for the rabbits.

Feeling cheerful today, she decided to celebrate universally—no, the entire space should celebrate, so she gave extra food to the chickens and rabbits as well. Normally they relied on whatever the land provided, as the designated area constantly grew fresh grass, wild vegetables, earthworms, and bugs, enough to feed them.

After these tasks, Jiang Mingyue took a bath, changed her clothes, and went to the kitchen to stew some chicken.

Noticing that the three little ones hadn’t shown up today made her wonder.

Jiang Mingyue went to deliver breakfast to Granny Shi, and as she passed the courtyard, she didn’t see Yun Di. She didn’t want to impose a supervisory presence that would make him uncomfortable.

Trusting those in use!

When she arrived, she found the door closed; could Granny Shi still be asleep? It seemed unlikely; rural areas had few late sleepers.

"Granny Shi?" Jiang Mingyue pushed open the door slightly, attempting to call out.

A minute later, two minutes later, three minutes later, still no response.

Could she have gone out?

No, if the old lady had plans to go out, she would have mentioned it the night before.

Could she be ill?

With this suspicion, Jiang Mingyue decided to enter directly, placing the cake on the table and looking for her.

Granny Shi lived alone, with no one nearby; if she were bedridden, no one would know.

The bedroom door was shut, and Jiang Mingyue tried knocking, but like before, her calls were useless.

No more waiting! She went straight in.

Inside the bedroom, it was as dark as nighttime; Jiang Mingyue realized the old lady’s room had no windows, making it hard to distinguish day from night with the door closed.

With the door now open, the faint light crept onto the bed, and Jiang Mingyue could see the person on the bed moving, tremors accompanied by a shiver.