Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, And Keeping Busy With Life
/ Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, and Keeping Busy With Life C187 – Chapter 187: I Definitely Won't Forget You
Chapter 187: I Definitely Won't Forget You
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Every day, Madam Liu Qiao would hold onto the money chest at night, happily counting money, sometimes wiping tears of joy.
“Thanks to my niece, we can make several silver every day. It feels like a dream.”
Having eaten a bite of food and had a sip of wine, Liu Dashan was all smiles. “If we save money for a couple of years, our family can buy a house in town.”
“Buying a house isn't necessary for now. We can live here and think about it when Bao'er grows up. What's important now is saving money. If something unexpected happens, we'll need money to buy food.”
“That makes sense. How about sending Bao'er to school now that we're earning money?”
“Let's focus on saving for now. We've just started making money. After the New Year, we can think about it.”
“Alright. How about you talk to your niece and let Bao'er learn with the children from the Qiao family?”
Madam Liu Qiao remained silent, but Liu Hai immediately intervened.
“No, we should find a private tutor for education. The Qiao family's old man has a special background, and it's not someone we can request.”
“Who is he?”
“I heard he's the father of the magistrate.”
“Oh my, forget about it. I'm glad you told me early. Otherwise, I might have upset my niece, which wouldn't be good.”
With that settled, the Shunqin Manor brought good news in mid-September, announcing that Jiaru had successfully given birth to twins.
Old Mistress Wang was overjoyed and prepared many things to send to Jiaru in the capital with the help of the town's escort agency.
Upon hearing the news, Qiao Mai went to her space to find two ginseng roots to help strengthen Jiaru's health.
As she looked at her space, Qiao Mai saw a remarkable change. Greeny flew up to her, showing off.
“Master, praise me, praise me!”
“Praise you for what? You've turned my space upside down, and now it's hard to find anything.”
“Isn't that because of me? I'm your steward, and as the master of this realm, you can know where everything is with just a thought.” “Where are the two-hundred-year-old ginseng roots I had?”
“Here, here!”
Greeny led her to the second shelf. “Look.”
“Aren't there only two roots? How is there an extra root now?” “Master, how many roots were on the shelf when you arrived?”
“Six roots.”
“That's it. After you took out four, one must have been consumed. So, a new one has been duplicated here.”
Qiao Mai smirked, “I almost forgot about that. It's cost-effective to eat such a precious thing and get a new one.”
Greeny pouted, “Master, is that all you're satisfied with?”
“What else?”
“Our realm is now Level Seven. With such a high concentration of spiritual energy, your ginseng and reishi mushrooms can quickly mature into centuries-old plants.”
Qiao Mai's eyes lit up, “So, does this mean I'll soon have a hundred acres of centuries-old ginseng and reishi?”
Greeny nodded. “Yes, and not only that, but your ginseng will become a never-ending resource. With such high spiritual energy concentration, they will flourish.
“Hehe, that's fantastic!”
“The most important thing for you now is to improve your cultivation and alchemy and refine your skills. You should exchange more high-level items on the platform. For example, seeds for five-grade or higher spiritual herbs. You're already a level three alchemist. Many high-grade herbs require more years to cultivate.”
“Thank you for the reminder.”
“Master, can I learn trading on the platform with you?”
“Why would you want to learn that?”
“When you're not around, I can handle purchasing myself. I can also trade your space's unused spiritual herbs for what you need, like spirit stones or alchemical materials, or help you stock up on useful talismans, arrays, and more.”
Qiao Mai looked at it. Greeny blinked with innocent eyes.
“Alright, but you can't mess around. You can only buy and sell, no fiddling with other Darts of the comouter.”
“Yes, Master!”
Qiao Mai opened the computer and taught Greeny how to buy and sell items on the platform.
Before long, Greeny had mastered trading. After a few transactions, Qiao Mai was pushed aside, and the computer became exclusively Greeny's domain.
Seeing it happily trading this and that, Qiao Mai left with the two ginseng roots.
She found Old Mistress Wang and gave them to her.
“Grandmother, I won't send any food this time. Instead, I'm giving these two ginseng roots to Jiaru for her recovery.”
“Jiaru's health is important. She can make red ginseng tea with these roots to recover quickly.”
Old Mistress Wang had the items packed, called the town's escort agency, and sent them away from Tianshui Town.
The weather was lovely. With Jiaru's joyous occasion, Lao Tai Tai held Qiao Mai's hand.
“There's a temple over a hundred miles outside the city. Let's light incense, draw a fortune stick, stay for a couple of days, eat vegetarian meals, and relax.”
“Sure, will Grandfather be joining us?” “Let him stay home to look after things.”
“Then I'll take Ling'er with me.”
“Shall I start preparing now? We'll set out early tomorrow morning.” “Sure, but this time I won't be traveling in the same carriage with you.” “Hmm? What do you have in mind?”
“We'll ride horses. Ling'er loves horseback riding, and I haven't spent quality time with her for a while.'
“Make sure you don't forget this old lady sitting in the carriage while you're riding horses.”
“Haha, of course not! We won't forget you.”
Qiao Mai liked it when her grandmother acted cute; it was endearing to see her at her age.
The twins overheard that their mother would be going on an excursion and immediately ran to Qiao Mai's side, clearly wanting to join.
“Mom, can we go too?”
“We are going to the temple to light incense and make offerings, eating nothing but plain meals. What are you going to do there?”
“Oh, we're going to the temple?”
“Yes.”
“We really want to go. We haven't been to a temple before.”
“Once the autumn harvest is over, we will take you on a ride outside to have fun. Focus on your studies at home for now, alright?”
“Alright, it's a promise then?”
Qiao Mai had a plan for the family to stay home and study. However, Old Mister Wang had declared that if some were going, they would all go.
She would have to bring the whole family along. In reality, everyone had felt quite stifled and bored during this period. Going out for a change of scenery was a good idea.
Qiao Mai let out a sigh of relief, “Alright, everyone can come. Let's all go!”
The children were now thrilled, and Old Mister Wang wore a smug smile. She thought she could outmaneuver them, but they weren't having it!
Qiao Mai was quite efficient. In the afternoon of the same day, she arranged for several ponies for the children.
Each child got a pony, but because Ling'er was still too small, she had to share a pony with Qiao Mai. Qiao Mai promised that she could have her own pony when she grew as tall as her brothers to stop her from crying.
The children spent the afternoon learning to ride.
The ponies were not very fast, but they could follow the carriage. The ponies acted as the children's “legs” and gave them a sense of novelty.
Feng'er rode with Ling'er on a pony while Yue Xia followed along, worried Ling'er might fall from the pony. She was even more attentive than Qiao Mai, her biological mother.
After practicing for the afternoon, the children had become proficient in riding. Then they started packing.
They didn't need to bring much since they were going nearby. Each person brought a set of spare clothes and some snacks.
The head of the household brought enough silver. They couldn't take things like alcohol and meat to the temple. Furthermore, Old Mistress Wang required that starting that day, everyone should abstain from meat, and the family should eat a vegetarian diet.
They also had to avoid getting meat odor during the journey, as it would be disrespectful to the Buddha.
For the sake of the trip, even the meat-eating children turned into herbivores..
Chapter end
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