Don't worry, I have food, money and space.

Yang Wenyu looked at Xia Yanxin in surprise but joy: "Miss Xia, are you serious? I would like to thank Miss Xia on behalf of the Mohist Army."

Xia Yanxin felt a little embarrassed when Yang Wenyu said that. She could only wave her hands helplessly: "Young Master Yang, you don't have to be like this. It's normal for me to support the army. Besides, I sold it to you. Don't be so polite to me next time."

Yang Wenyu was no longer polite after hearing this, but he still personally poured a cup of hot tea for Xia Yanxin. Xia Yanxin looked at the injured Re'echa and thought of the milk tea he drank in his previous life. He felt very greedy, and then thought of the modern hot pot: "Young Master Yang, I want to ask, can ordinary people like us raise cattle and horses? I mean the kind of large-scale cattle raising."

"Raising cattle on a large scale? Why? The laws of our Great Jin state stipulate that ordinary people are not allowed to slaughter cattle privately, and cattle must also be registered with the government office."

"I know this because cattle are an important productive force and people cannot farm without cattle." Xia Yanxin said seriously.

"But if I invent a farm tool that is better than a cow, can it replace the cow? And if I raise more cows, they will not be rare anymore, so can I sell them?" Xia Yanxin looked at Yang Wenyu with a question mark on his face.

Yang Wenyu didn't hear what Xia Yanxin said next, but he heard that the farm tools could replace cows. What a great achievement this is! This is a benefit to the people, the royal family and even the whole world.

"Ms. Xia, are you talking about farm tools that can replace cows?" Yang Wenyu looked at Xia Yanxin uncertainly and asked cautiously.

"Yes, that's what I meant. Don't be surprised, don't doubt, but we have to wait until after this winter to decide everything." Xia Yanxin said firmly.

After Yang Wenyu got the answer he wanted, he immediately calmed down: "This is natural. We can't rush this matter. We must take our time."

Yang Wenyu now looked at Xia Yanxin as if she was looking at a rare treasure. She had the illusion that she wanted to keep this woman in captivity.

When Xia Yanxin saw Yang Wenyu's ever-changing expressions, she touched her arms uncomfortably and quietly took two steps back.

"Mr. Yang, if there is nothing else, I will leave first. I have a lot of things waiting for me to arrange at home."

"Young Master Yang, do you have any embroiderers to help you? I think the Mohist army has a lot of people, and time is very tight. We in Shanghe Village cannot make so many in such a short time."

As the money bag for Cheng Zimo and the entire Mohist Army, his businesses naturally span across various industries: "I have embroiderers, of course, but I don't know how many embroiderers Miss Xia wants?"

"Of course the more the better. Things that are sent to the border should be delivered as quickly as possible. I will leave this dress here as a sample for your embroiderers. If you want to sell it in your shop, I will take 40% and you will take 60%. In addition, how about I give you some other new styles?"

"And the filling inside is duck down. You can have someone come to my house tomorrow to take the duck down. I have already processed the duck down in my house, and there is also some lining, which will be taken away together."

When Yang Wenyu heard about such a good thing, there was no reason for him to refuse. He immediately took out the cooperation documents, filled in some necessary words, and quickly signed his name, for fear that Xia Yanxin would regret it later.

Xia Yanxin saw Yang Wenyu's series of continuous movements, and the corners of her mouth trembled slightly: "You could have been slower, I won't regret it."

Yuan Bao was relieved to see his master's worthless appearance, and silently said in his heart: "Master and Madam, the master has finally made progress, and finally there is no need for the servant to mention it."

"Mr. Yang, I need to remind you that all these things of mine were provided by you. As for the true origins of these things, I will not tell you at the moment."

Yang Wenyu knew Xia Yanxin's temper, and he just wanted to make money and be Cheng Zimo's purse. As for the origins of these good things Xia Yanxin took out, he was not interested in knowing.

"Miss Xia, I don't want to know the origins of these things of yours. I only know that these things you took out are of no harm to the country, I can make money, and I can also get some benefits for the Mohist Army. I would be crazy to want to know the origins of these things."

"I can just make a profit from the price difference or cooperate with you to make some money, why bother with that?"

Xia Yanxin looked at Yang Wenyu in surprise. She really didn't expect him to be so open-minded. "Mr. Yang, this is a really good idea. Your idea is worth inheriting."

Xia Yan walked out of Baiweilou with satisfaction. She found a few ox carts in the town and pulled the mobile houses back to her home in Shanghe Village in batches.

When Xia Yanxin returned home, she saw that everyone was busy. As usual, she checked Ye's injuries and went straight to the new land she had bought.

When the village chief saw Xia Yanxin coming, he hurried forward and said, "Xin girl, why are you here? It's so cold."

"Third Grandpa, I have already brought the things back. They are all piled in my yard. I just came to see the situation here."

Xia Yanxin saw that everyone was busy working, and even if it was snowing, it couldn't stop their enthusiasm for work.

The village chief followed Xia Yanxin's gaze and looked at the background where everyone was busy. He was happy at first, but then a little melancholy: "Xin girl, the snow is heavier than in previous years. This has increased the difficulty a lot."

Xia Yanxin looked up at the sky and spoke in a serious tone: "Yes, if the snow continues to fall like this, what will happen to the people? Can I still build this temporary house?"

Somehow, when the village chief thought of what Xia Yanxin had said to him before, he felt inexplicably nervous. He thought that after work, he would go to the clan leader to discuss countermeasures.

When Xia Yanxin saw these red hands frozen in the wasteland, she said hello to the village chief and went home.

After returning to her room, Xia Yanxin flashed into the space and bought twenty pairs of cotton construction gloves, as well as a lot of brown sugar powder and ginger in the space mall. Then she left the space and went straight to the kitchen.

After boiling the ginger and brown sugar water, Xia Yanxin called Aunt Qian to help bring the ginger and brown sugar water and gloves over.

"Uncles, please stop for a moment and come over here to drink a bowl of brown sugar ginger water to warm your body. And put on these gloves so your hands won't be cold."

Everyone working in the wasteland stopped what they were doing and moved closer to Xia Yanxin.