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You know, it is extremely rare for one out of ten wild clams to produce pearls.

Jiang Nianwei knew that they did not understand the process of how pearls were formed, but she knew very well that when foreign objects entered the body of the clam, the clam was stimulated to secrete mucus, which over time formed layers of stratum corneum, which were pearls.

The so-called artificially cultivated pearls are those that have artificial foreign objects placed into the body of the pearl oyster in order to stimulate the wall membrane of the pearl oyster and cause it to produce pearls.

Jiang Nianwei explained: "First, use thick shells as raw materials to make spherical pearl cores, and then put them into sea clams. In just about a year, round and large pearls can be produced."

Village chief Ge and several pearl-diving girls in the village looked at each other, and all found this statement incredible.

"You should do as I say. If you catch clams that have not yet bred pearls in the sea, find a place with clear water and a good environment for them, and raise them carefully. It is not difficult."

One of the older pearl divers hesitated for a long time, and finally made up her mind and said, "Then let's do as you said and give it a try."

The villagers were very efficient and quickly selected an area of ​​sea to cultivate clams.

The pearl divers also cultivate sea clams according to Jiang Nianwei's method. Although the steps are a bit complicated, they are all relatively simple tasks and do not require risking their lives to go deep into the seabed.

However, the number of pearls that need to be handed in this year has not yet been reached, and it will take about a year to artificially cultivate them. Village chief Ge is worried about this matter.

Jiang Nianwei remembered the several boxes of pearls she had found in the corrupt official's house before. Each pearl was round and shiny as new, and they were all top quality.

She had an idea that perhaps these pearls could temporarily solve the urgent needs of the village.

When she asked someone to bring over two boxes of pearls, Village Chief Ge and several villagers almost knelt down in front of her. He said in a trembling voice, "Miss Jiang, these pearls are too valuable."

Jiang Nianwei picked up a pearl and said calmly, "These were earned with the blood and tears of the people. It won't be too late to return them to me when the clams you cultivate produce pearls. Since you trust me, I will naturally help you."

Village Chief Ge felt more and more that his decision to accept them was the right one, and he became more trusting and respectful to Jiang Nianwei's family. "In this case, I will not refuse. Thank you Miss Jiang for your help."

There is no point in keeping them in the space now anyway, so it is better to use them to make up the numbers. After all, the treasures stored in her space are so numerous that even she cannot count them.

Jiang Nianwei's daily life is very simple. After washing up early in the morning, she feeds the chickens and ducks, then eats breakfast, and then goes to work in the fields.

If the sun is too strong, she will usually hide in the stone house and not come out until sunset. She will then appear on the path in the wild again. At that time, she likes to squat on the roadside to observe those strange plants.

Especially when seeing wild rice, his expression always becomes more lively.

All of this, Ah Zhao always watched silently from the side.

Jiang Nianwei collected a few more wild rice seedlings and prepared to take them home for careful study.

When she turned around and prepared to leave, she found that A Zhao was still following her, keeping a distance from her.

Normally, Ah Zhao's injuries should have healed long ago, but when she changed the bandages for him a few days ago, she discovered that the wound seemed to have become even more serious.

She was still doubting her medical skills, but one time when she was delivering food to him, she accidentally saw him alone. He took off his clothes, revealing his strong upper body, and used the sharp knife in his hand to cut his already scarred wound again until the wound started bleeding again.

Thinking of this, she suddenly turned around and locked her eyes with Ah Zhao, who had no time to dodge, "Don't sneak behind me. I've already spotted you."

Ah Zhao was so shocked by her sudden question that he froze in place. After a moment, he awkwardly stepped out of the shadows and came in front of her, with a helpless and apologetic smile on his face: "I still couldn't escape your eyes. You found me."

Jiang Nianwei walked straight up to him, tore off his clothes, and stared at his wound that had not yet healed. "Why is this wound still not healed?"

Ah Zhao's eyes flickered as she examined him. "I don't know either..."

"You don't understand? But I know it very clearly. You deliberately delayed your injury. What is your intention?"

In fact, it would be easy for Ah Zhao to push Jiang Nianwei away, but he really liked to see her get angry. Usually, she was too calm and serious, like an old woman in her seventies or eighties.

But at this moment, the vitality that came from her anger was like a blooming flower, which, although it had thorns, had its own charm.

"It hurts, it hurts." He grinned exaggeratedly, put his palm tightly on the wound, and frowned, as if the pain was really unbearable.

"I just feel happy to stay here, and your family treats me very well. I'm afraid that after my wounds heal, you will drive me away." At this moment, there was a hint of grievance in his tone.

Jiang Nianwei then slowly loosened his collar, but she also clearly realized that her previous behavior was presumptuous.

The man revealed his bronzed skin that had been tanned over the past few days. Now that he was no longer bound by bandages, his smoothly contoured abdominal muscles could be seen at a glance.

Ah Zhao put on her clothes with a smile on her face, and her tone was a bit doting, "I won't hurt myself in the future, Sanniang, please don't be angry with me."

Jiang Nianwei sighed softly, "I'm not angry. This body is yours, you can ruin it at will. If your foundation is damaged in the future, I won't help you heal it. As for you saying you want to stay here, I won't stop you, but if the day comes when your memory is restored... I don't know if you will regret it."

He smiled calmly: "My intuition tells me that I won't regret it. Besides, I am very happy here, which is enough."

Seeing that the sun was still a little strong, he took off his straw hat and put it on Jiang Nianwei's head to block the glaring sunlight for her. At that moment, his movements were gentle yet firm.

Jiang Nianwei's heart seemed to surge with a subtle ripple, but she still shook her head gently with a helpless smile, "Forget it, in this case, you can come to my house for dinner today, and I will change the medicine for you for the last time."

As she finished speaking, her eyes were inadvertently attracted to the light brown rock behind A Zhao.

Seeing this, Ah Zhao couldn't help but follow her gaze, with a hint of curiosity, "Oh? Have you found anything good again?"

Jiang Nianwei's eyes were shining, and she explained excitedly: "This is a treasure! This is quartz sand ore, which is an excellent material for making glass!"

After saying that, she quickly took out the hoe in her hand and started smashing the stone. Although Ah Zhao didn't understand why, he still squatted down and helped her chisel off the so-called quartz sand.

Jiang Nianwei wiped the sweat off her face, as if she was tireless. "It seems that this mountain is full of quartz sand mines. I'll continue digging next time!"

She held it happily in her arms, planning to take it back and make it into a glass container to complete her experiment.

However, if the quartz sand is to be turned into glass, it must be refined at high temperature, and the original simple kiln is no longer sufficient.

Jiang Nianwei decided to go all out and planned to build a kiln room directly. This would make smelting ore much easier in the future, and the villagers living here would also benefit from it.

During dinner, Jiang Nianwei was sitting in front of the stove, lighting a fire, but Ah Zhao drove her to a cooler place, "Let me do this rough work!"

She didn't refuse, but just walked away thoughtfully.

Nanny Liu watched from the side, her eyes full of admiration.

This young man is not only hardworking and capable, but also considerate.

Today she used the leftover rice dregs from making rice wine to cook the salted fish that had been pickled for a long time. Today she also got a lot of fresh shrimps, which only needed to be simply boiled in water.

After helping Aunt Liu, Ah Zhao was busy helping Taozhi cut bamboo. He swung the axe with quick and powerful movements. In a short while, he had cut the bamboo and arranged it neatly.

Then, he went to help Jiang Yan grind ink, and finally he was even able to help Qiu Meixue take care of the children.

As soon as Chen Ge'er saw him, he hung on him and laughed, and their laughter echoed in the yard.

Seeing this scene, Jing Qiudie couldn't help but sigh: "This A Zhao is a capable and sensible person."

He looked at the unromantic Jiang Nianwei, who was drawing a blueprint of a kiln and was very excited at the thought of making glass.

Jiang Siyu quietly went to her mother's ear and lowered her voice to say mysteriously, "Mom, I think my sister and this Zhao knew each other before. I think there must be some secret between them."

"This is not something that should be taken lightly. Even though we are trapped on an isolated island, we should still uphold the most basic etiquette and avoid making irresponsible remarks about others."

Jiang Siyu touched her nose and said angrily, "I know, mother."

Although Jing Qiudie admonished her younger daughter, her inner satisfaction with A Zhao was still evident.

The two men were of similar age, and A Zhao's appearance was the best among the men she had ever seen.

She was reluctant to let Jiang Nianwei get married again. Since A Zhao had lost his memory, it would be a good choice for him to stay in the Jiang family as a son-in-law to help Nianwei. However, it all depends on her daughter's own wishes.

Ever since the last incident, she was like an eggplant hit by frost, and she never dared to touch upon the topic of marrying Jiang Nianwei again.

After dinner, Jiang Nianwei called Ah Zhao to her room and said, "Come here for a moment."

Now that everyone has gotten used to island life, she isn't so strict about the rules and brings him directly to the room.

This was the first time Ah Zhao came to Jiang Nianwei's room, which was filled with various potted plants, and on the simple wooden table were drawings and books, which showed her usual hobbies.

Jiang Nianwei took out the medicine box and reminded again: "As agreed, this is the last time I will apply medicine for you."

"understood."

Since she was willing to accept him and keep him by her side, he no longer had to resort to self-destructive methods to gain her sympathy and concern.

While Jiang Nianwei was carefully treating his wound, Ah Zhao's eyes inadvertently fell on a jade pendant on the table.

Looking at this warm green jade pendant, Ah Zhao felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

His hand stopped just before it touched the jade pendant.

He suddenly realized that his behavior was too abrupt, and instantly retracted the hand that he had inadvertently extended. An awkward smile appeared on his face, and he pretended to ask casually: "Is this the jade pendant that you have been wearing all the time?"

Jiang Nianwei didn't look up at him, but continued what she was doing, "This jade pendant was given to me by someone else, but it is very important and meaningful to me."

This is the jade pendant given to her by Prince Yu. If she encounters danger in the future, she can use the jade pendant to save her life. Naturally, it is of great significance.

When Ah Zhao heard this, he misinterpreted it to mean something else, and a sense of inexplicable loss welled up in his heart.

It was given to her by someone else, and it has special meaning?

It must be some playboy who doesn't work properly. Could it be her ex-husband? This made him feel irritated.

But I didn't dare to ask him what he was thinking in person, and could only sigh silently.

But Jiang Nianwei didn't notice anything wrong with him, and gave him another pill to take with a bowl of water.

Then she picked up the blueprint and enthusiastically told him about the kiln she wanted to build, "When the time comes, you must come to help!"

Ah Zhao didn't hear a word, but even so, he nodded woodenly and replied in a low voice: "Okay."

After he left, Jiang Nianwei began to seriously consider going into business.

The most abundant resources on this island are naturally coconuts, some tropical fruits and seafood.

Except for coconuts, other fruits are not easy to preserve, and seafood also needs to be transported at low temperatures to stay fresh. If this problem is solved, there will be no worries about finding a market.

It just so happens that this walnut space has such ability and can be used to preserve freshness. If these can be planted and produced in batches and then sold, it would be a good way to do business.

Unfortunately, the most important thing in doing business is connections, and they are now on this remote island and have no connections at all.

But my mother's family was originally in business, but for some reason, my mother Jing Qiudie no longer has any contact with my grandmother's family.

Jiang Nianwei found an opportunity and tactfully raised this question: "Mom, although you don't have brothers, you still have sisters. Why are we and the Jing family like strangers now, with few contacts?"

At this point, Jing Qiudie's eyes could not help but show a hint of sadness. "I do have a sister. We are only two years apart in age. When we were young, we were very close, inseparable. But since your grandfather and grandmother passed away, our interactions have gradually become rare, until they all stopped. You know, the Jing family has no male heirs, so this huge fortune cannot be handed over to us sisters. It is already a great honor for you to be able to supplement my generous dowry."

She sighed softly, her eyes revealing deep helplessness and regret. "Your grandfather once found a live-in son-in-law for your aunt, thinking that it would bring a glimmer of hope to the family. Who knew that the Lu family had ulterior motives? After your grandfather and grandmother passed away, they showed their true colors. Now the Jing family exists in name only, and the Lu family is in charge. I can no longer contact my eldest sister, so I can only cut off contact with my mother's relatives."

Jiang Nianwei couldn't help but think of what happened in her previous life. There was a man named Lu Yan in the Lu family. With his extraordinary talent and strategy, he successfully became one of the prince's staff and became an indispensable think tank around the prince.

Seeing that Nianwei was lost in thought, Jing Qiudie asked softly, "Nianwei, you suddenly asked these questions, do you have any plans?"