The pawnshop owner took the silver hairpin and couldn't stop looking at her wrist: "I think your bracelet has a nice color, it's much more valuable than your hairpin."

Wen Yan smiled and said, "This item was passed down to me by my mother. I have to leave it to my daughter. I can't sell it."

Hearing this, the pawnshop owner stopped nagging. He carefully looked at the shape of the hairpin and said, "If you are dead, you will get 500 coins for one string, and if you are alive, you will get one string for one string."

Wen Yan remembered that this hairpin cost two strings of coins and five hundred wen when she bought it. Even if it was a little worn out over the years, it should be worth more. "Pawn it, but I want two strings of coins."

The pawnshop owner hesitated a little, "At most 800 kan."

"Two guan, my children are waiting for food, otherwise I'll just pawn it. Two guan, no bargaining, otherwise I'll go somewhere else..."

The pawnshop owner smiled helplessly, "Okay, I'll do as you say. Next time if you want to pawn this bracelet, be sure to come to my house."

"Okay." Wen Yan agreed with a smile.

Wen Yan felt relieved that her purse was not empty. According to the original owner's personality, she liked to go to the luxurious hotel in the city. But Wen Yan had to live frugally now, so she chose another simpler inn.

"Boss, a room with a bigger bed." Wen Yan glanced at the menu, "I want stewed cabbage, fried tofu, and five steamed buns."

The boss responded and asked the waiter to notify the kitchen.

There was no one else in the inn except Wen Yan and a few others. The owner told them to sit wherever they wanted and didn't even bother to greet them.

Leading a few children to sit down, Wen Yan stroked the jade bracelet on her wrist, not knowing why the jade bracelet followed her here. Could it be that the jade bracelet has space after traveling through time?

Her eyes lit up. They said that one needs to drip blood to acknowledge the master, so why not wait until there is no one around and then she can try dripping blood too?

I don’t know what’s in the space… I wish I could take a look now.

As she thought of this, the scene in front of her eyes changed and she found herself in an unfamiliar space.

Wen Yan was startled and quickly recited it silently, and then everything in front of her returned to normal.

Seeing that the children opposite still had no change in expression, Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that her body was still outside after entering the space. After she felt relieved, Wen Yan immediately became happy again. She didn't expect that there was really a space. She would go in and take a look when no one was around.

For a moment, she felt that she was able to do it again and the future was full of hope!

Wan Dongling, who was sitting next to her, felt that the mother in front of her suddenly became so strange, and the look in her eyes was completely different from before.

"Your order is here," the waiter brought the hot food, "This is stewed cabbage, this is fried tofu, and five steamed buns, enjoy."

Wen Yan picked up a steamed bun. When you are really hungry, you really think that even white steamed buns are delicious. She took a bite of the bun, picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up some food, but she found that several children opposite her were looking at her eagerly, "Why are you looking at me? Eat."

As soon as she finished speaking, several children immediately picked up their chopsticks and started to eat voraciously.

Even the gentle eldest brother doesn't eat slowly at all.

Wen Yan smiled softly in her heart, he was indeed still a child.

However... this dish was so fried that it was barely edible, not very tasty. Wen Yan frowned, but continued to eat, and for a while only the sound of chewing could be heard.

Wen Yan was only six-tenths full and looked at the children: "Are you full?"

Only Wan Xiaqing shook her head. In her memory, she always had a big appetite. But there was no more food, so Wen Yan called the waiter again: "Please give me another chopped green onion roll."

"okay."

The scallion rolls are salty and fragrant, and they can help her feel better about her stomach.

After giving the flower roll to the second child, Wen Yan took the children to the herringbone room. There was a bunk bed, which was barely enough for five people. The waiter brought hot water and towels, "Sir, call me if you need anything."

The door was closed, and Wen Yan asked the children to wash first. The eldest and the second child immediately started to wash themselves and their younger brothers and sisters. After they finished, they took the basin out to pour it out, and brought in another basin of hot water.

The second child was strong, so she took the initiative to do all the work. At the end, she took the initiative to wring a towel for Wen Yan to wipe her face. I don’t know what the original owner was thinking of such a cute child, and actually planned to sell them all.

With the help of the clear water, Wen Yan saw her own face. It looked almost the same as her original appearance. Neither of them was a stunning beauty, but could only be called a pretty lady. The only difference was that the original owner looked older. Maybe it was because she gave birth to four children at the age of only 27?

It was getting late and the children were so sleepy that they fell asleep one after another.

Wen Yan finally had time to look at her own space with peace of mind. With a thought, the environment in front of her changed. Her body was still outside, but her consciousness turned into a little person standing in the space. It was very magical.

This space looks to be only about an acre in size, and even when it is dark outside, it is still daylight here.

A small wooden house occupies half of the one-acre space.

Wen Yan walked across the land and came to the house, where she found some farm tools and a wooden puppet. There was also a book in the room that recorded the usage and origin of this space.

The words in the book were obscure and difficult to understand, and Wen Yan took a long time to understand them.

Perhaps a cultivator traveled to her world and passed down the bracelet as a family heirloom because he was unable to cultivate. If someone in the future could activate it, they could cultivate in this treasure field. Time here flows much slower than outside, and the growth cycle of crops is also shorter.

The puppets in the house can help the owner of the space to farm without resting, and can also repair their bodies automatically.

Next to the house there is a magical spring, which is the size of a basin. It is inexhaustible and can be used for watering or drinking directly. It can quench thirst and has the effect of healing wounds.

Other features are yet to be developed.

Wen Yan's heart was burning. After an hour, she looked at every place in the space and came out. She looked at the candlelight and it was almost the same as when she first entered the space. It was a pity that she didn't have any seeds in her hands, otherwise she would have to start planting something now. She felt that the Chinese farming gene in her bones was ready to move.

The more Wen Yan thought about it, the more excited she became, but before that there were other things she needed to consider.

The Wan family kicked her out of the house and gave her some money, but the original owner said to Xu Xiaorou: "If it were me, I would never take this money even if I was beaten to death. Who am I looking down on? Even if I, Xu Xiaorou, am penniless, I can definitely make a name for myself."

This sentence completely aroused the original owner's desire to win. He did not take a penny and even wrote a letter of severance.

In this regard, Wen Yan just wanted to say that this is not stupid.

She didn't have much money left, so she had to find a place to stay first.

Wen Yan suddenly remembered that the book had mentioned that not long after the original owner left the Wan family, someone from Chunxing Village came to tell her that the original owner's father was ill and hoped that she would go back to see him. But at that time, the original owner had no money, and she was afraid that others would find out, so she insisted that her father wanted money again, and said that it was a shame for her to have such a father.

Unexpectedly, not going back this time would mean saying goodbye to my father forever.

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