I'm the master of my life

In fact, I was mumbling in my heart: Ah! Daddy, I'm not talking about you, you will be safe and live a long life. I'm talking about the scumbag dad in the world above.

"Okay, but I don't have many medicinal herb seeds from the south and the west here. How many do you want?" When Shopkeeper Wen heard him say this, he did not try to stop him.

"I'll take them all. I'll use any seeds I can find."

Shopkeeper Wen asked hesitantly, "Would you like to reconsider this, little guy?"

"No need." Lan Xi answered firmly.

"Okay! Xiao Gao, go to the warehouse and get all the medicinal seeds." Shopkeeper Wen stopped persuading and gave orders outside.

Not long after, several assistants brought in large and small cloth bags. After Lan Xi looked at them, she found that the number of seeds was indeed small as Shopkeeper Wen said, but the variety was very complete. Lan Xi thought that with this batch of seeds, the variety in the space was almost complete.

"These seeds are worth a total of six taels of silver. After deducting the silver for buying the seeds, I will make it an even number and pay you 4155 taels of silver. Except for five taels, the rest will be given to you in silver notes. Remember to keep them safe. By the way, do you recognize silver notes?" Shopkeeper Wen said as he handed over a stack of silver notes and five taels of change.

"Thank you, shopkeeper. I recognize silver bills." Lan Xi took the silver bill, looked at it, and then put it in his arms, actually putting it into the space.

Lanxi actually knew about silver bills. When she was one or two years old, she was curious about what silver looked like. So Qiu Rui, who doted on his daughter, found gold and silver ingots of different sizes, silver pieces, and silver and gold bills of various denominations to teach Lanxi about them. He was not afraid that such a young child would tear them up.

Lanxi put away the banknotes, bent down and put on the backpack. Shopkeeper Wen hurried forward to help. Feeling the weight of the backpack, he asked worriedly: "Can you carry it so heavy?"

"Shopkeeper, I'm very strong. I carried the herbs just now by myself." Lan Xi sighed. Shopkeeper Wen is really a good person.

"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten that those medicinal herbs are not light. I didn't expect that you, who are so young and thin, have such great strength." Manager Wen patted Lanxi's shoulder and praised.

"Thank you for the compliment, shopkeeper. My family is very strong. Goodbye, shopkeeper." Lanxi waved to shopkeeper Wen and left Xingren Hall.

In a remote and deserted place, put the medicinal seeds in the basket into the space.

I walked towards the shop that I had liked last time, which specialized in selling looms, and chose a loom that was similar to the one I had at home. I asked the shop owner to deliver it to the grove outside the city in an hour.

Lanxi went and bought a large amount of silk threads of various colors, as well as embroidery needles, thimbles, and embroidery frames.

Next I went to buy silkworm eggs, but there were not many silkworm eggs left. They were all leftovers, and there would be no silkworm eggs to sell in a few days.

Lanxi thought that after she returned, she would have to go to the mountains to find some mulberry trees to plant in the space. After all, mulberry leaves can be used to raise silkworms, and mulberry leaves are also a kind of medicinal material, and she can eat mulberries in the future.

Lanxi also stocked up a lot of pastries and snacks in various shops or stalls in the town. Since it was difficult to put them in the space on the street, she put them in the backpack. Occasionally, when she put things away, she would sneak one or two into the space, so that the backpack could hold more.

After buying things, Lanxi quickly left the town and went to the woods outside the town to wait for the person who would deliver the loom. But as she walked, Lanxi felt something was wrong.

Lanxi felt like she was being followed, and she was right. A 5-year-old child who spent so much money buying so many things would be a surprise if she wasn't being targeted.

However, judging from the aura of the stalkers, there was no one stronger than him. Lanxi saw that there was still enough time, so he decided to play with them.

So Lanxi pretended not to notice, continued to buy some more things, and then led them through twists and turns towards a remote alley.

The people who were following behind saw Lanxi walking more and more remote, and they were all excited thinking that this kid really had no vigilance. They excitedly chased Lanxi through an alley, and found that he had disappeared.

"What about people?"

"Why is the person missing?"

"The old man has lost track of us."

"Damn, we lost him. Why don't you go find him quickly? He's just a little kid, how can you let him run away?" the leader ordered angrily.

"Yes..." A group of people dispersed and looked around, leaving only the boss and two people waiting here.

A moment later, a group of people gathered in the alley again.

"Boss, there's nothing here. It's a dead end ahead."

"Boss, there's none here."

"Boss, there's none here either."

"You useless idiot! Can people just disappear out of thin air?"

Lanxi saw that they kept guessing but couldn't figure it out, so she kindly reminded them: "People can't disappear out of thin air, but they can fly over eaves and walls!"

"Yes! He might have climbed over the wall and ran away." One of them echoed.

"No, who, who is talking?" The eldest brother, who had originally agreed, suddenly felt something was wrong. Where did the child's voice come from?

When the boss thought of this, he quickly looked up in the direction where the sound came from.

They saw a dark-skinned child sitting on the top of the high wall. He was swinging his legs and looking at them with a playful look on his face.

The others also followed their boss's gaze and looked up, only to see their prey sitting leisurely on the wall watching the show. They immediately felt unwell.

Lanxi even greeted them enthusiastically: "Hi, hello, I didn't disappear! Are you happy? Are you surprised?"

The ones with bad tempers started shouting, "How dare you, little brat, play tricks on your grandfathers? I'll beat you to death if I catch you."

Lanxi narrowed her eyes and looked at the man dangerously. Two silver afterimages flashed by. The man's mouth was already bloody and his teeth fell out of his mouth that could not close.

The others turned around in horror, only to see the child holding a silver whip in his hand, looking at them expressionlessly.

Lanxi touched the whip in his hand, tilted his head and looked at the man and asked, "Whose grandfather did you just say you were? And whose father was it? I didn't hear it clearly. Can you say it again?"

The man only dared to stare at Lanxi with fear and resentment, hiding in the crowd with his mouth covered, not daring to fart.

In the group, one person whispered to his companion: "What should we do next?"

The companion glared at him and said, "You have to ask the boss. If you ask me, who should I ask? How would I know what to do?"

The leader glared at the two idiots. Did they think they couldn't hear him if he spoke softly? Even he could hear it, let alone the little ancestor with great martial arts skills.

Despite this, as their leader, he still has to stand up.