I have been farming since I crossed over.

On the wasteland, when the Yang family arrived, there were already many people in the field. They were all members of the family the village chief had visited last night and the Zhang family.

It turned out that after Yang Laowu finished talking to Old Man Yang last night, he went to discuss this matter with the village chief. He heard that they could harvest three crops of rice a year, so the village chief agreed without a second thought. His own clansmen asked his son to speak with him, and the village chief, Grandpa Zhang, went to the homes of several clan leaders of major families and asked them to inform his clansmen. As for the few smaller families, Grandpa Zhang only went to inform them this morning and told the villagers to come to the wasteland and ask the Yang family if they had any questions. Soon after, everyone rushed to the wasteland to help open up the wasteland.

Some villagers came yesterday, so we reclaimed about 5 mu of land yesterday. Looking at so many people today, I am afraid we can reclaim more than ten mu of land in a day.

Everyone knows how to open up the land, so they started digging when they got to the field. Today, Yang Minghu was driving the oxen to plow the land again, and his movements were much more skillful than yesterday. Yesterday, he plowed out almost an acre of land.

Today the old ox did not have much difficulty walking, and Yang Minghu could control it easily. While they were working hard, Uncle Wu San, Uncle Wu Si, Uncle Wu Wu and Uncle Wu Xiao came to the wasteland, driving a big buffalo and carrying a new plow, led by Yang Mingchi.

The uncles laughed so hard watching Yang Minghu driving the oxen to plow the fields. Uncle Wu stepped forward and took over Yang Minghu's plow. He held the plow with one hand and drove the old ox with the other, plowing the field vigorously. As he plowed, he said to Yang Minghu, "Ah Hu, look, when you hold the plow, don't use your palm to exert force, but use your whole arm. Mainly, control the plow so that it doesn't fall over. Then tilt the plow towards your body. This way, the newly turned grass will bury the weeds underneath. After a few days, they will rot and can be used as fertilizer."

Uncle Wu demonstrated while plowing, then asked Yang Minghu to plow and give him instructions. Soon Yang Minghu was operating with ease. Uncle Wu also caught up with his old ox, harnessed the plow he had made for my younger sister's family, and began to plow the land.

Because it is a wasteland, there are almost no thorns, and the few trees that exist have long been dug away by people, so it is still very easy to plow, and the soil looks very fertile when turned over.

During the break, Yang Minghu and everyone briefly talked about planting the seedlings first. When the time comes, everyone can come and watch the preparation of the seedling fields, sowing of the seedlings, and care of the seedlings. Yang Mingxi said that the yield is higher than the original yield, but because it is the first year of trial planting, he hopes that everyone will think carefully, control the risks, and wait until the methods are mature before planting everything together.

This year's seedlings are provided by the Yang family. One mu of seedlings is exchanged for ten hours of work. However, because the seedlings need to be cultivated in advance, the number should be counted now and the work hours can be completed before transplanting. Each family can provide a maximum of 5 mu of seedlings.

Many families knew about this and were eager to help clear the wasteland. Hearing that they could exchange rice seedlings for labor, everyone was very enthusiastic. The village chief, Grandpa Zhang, volunteered to oversee the work, and the entire wasteland was bustling with activity.

Yang Mingxi and his team had a good harvest today. Just as they reached the river, they encountered three wild boars drinking water. They quickly went around them, prepared, and killed them with one strike. They then took down seven roe deer, and then they were ready to call it a day.

Yang Mingxi planned to go hunting for some small game to take home for a snack, and Zheng Huairen agreed to go with her. The rest of the group chopped down trees and made a raft, then built a fire to roast some game.

When Yang Mingyu was fishing by the river, he saw two wild goats coming down together to drink water. Yang Mingyu and Yang Mingyang discussed it and decided to take the two wild goats back home to keep them company with the one at home. The two brothers also caught them with the same set of traps.

Yang Mingxi and Zheng Huairen walked around in the woods and hunted a basket full of pheasants and rabbits. Zheng Huairen almost threw one pheasant for each rabbit he caught, and Yang Mingxi was no exception. Whenever she saw her prey and was about to throw a stone, the throwing route and strength would appear in her mind. Only the first two times she failed because she didn't control the strength well, but later she almost hit the target with every stone. The two of them cooperated very well.

When they returned to the river, Yang Mingxi found two more wild goats, one of which had a big belly. Yang Mingyu only tied the goats' horns with ropes and let them eat leaves around them, so she knew what Yang Mingyu was planning.

After eating, the raft was made and everyone arranged the same as yesterday. One person went back to pick up the two boys who were picking herbs, and the rest paddled the raft and took the game back to Changshan Village.

When they arrived at the village, it was Yang Mingxi, Yang Mingyu and Zheng Huairen who went to the county to sell wild game. The first time they caught two wild boars and a roe deer. When they arrived at the county, they went straight to Zuixianlou. When Manager Liu came out, he was so shocked that his mouth was wide open. He thought to himself, "Are wild boars so easy to hunt? I have been in Qingshui County for so many years, and I have only caught wild boars two or three times, and that was a long time ago. In recent years, there have been more pheasants and rabbits, and occasionally one or two roe deer. Why are there so many prey recently?" Although he thought about it, it did not stop him from being happy.

Throughout the Jingzhou continent, households generally raised chickens and ducks, with few raising pigs. Therefore, pork was more expensive than other meats. For example, a live, fat pig cost 10 wen per jin (approximately 8g), while the worst pork ribs were 6 wen per jin (approximately 8g). Chicken and duck were generally 5 wen, and only pheasants and rabbits could be sold for 6 wen per jin (approximately g). Zuixianlou offered the highest price, while other places sold them for or wen per jin (approximately g). Almost no one would buy stinky fish.

Yang Mingyu greeted Manager Liu and told him about today's spoils. Manager Liu arranged for the waiter to help weigh the items and then went back to busy himself with greeting the guests.

Yang Mingxi asked Yang Mingyu and Zheng Huairen to go back and get the remaining prey. It was early today, so she wanted to wander around the county and make some preparations for planting seedlings.

The thin and dark figure in the box on the second floor stood up and was about to leave when he saw the figures outside the restaurant. Looking at the two people talking with their heads almost touching, the thin and dark figure's face suddenly darkened and he turned and left.

Yang Mingxi looked at the road and searched for oilcloth in her mind. Seeing that the place displayed was not far away, she walked straight to the place where oilcloth was sold.

After the thin dark figure came out, he looked at the figure going alone in another direction and couldn't help but follow.

Yang Mingxi went to a general store selling oilcloth and asked the price. A piece of oilcloth was 100 wen, more expensive than fine linen. So she gave up and decided to ask her third uncle. Oilcloth was essential for building a house, and there were many shops selling it in the county.

Yang Mingxi entered Gao's Cloth Shop into her consciousness and followed the navigation to the shop. Yang Mingxi felt someone following her, not far away, but when she turned around, she couldn't see who it was. Because it was almost evening market time, there were still many people on the road.

Yang Mingxi thought it was daytime, so she tried to walk along the main road. Soon she arrived at Gao's Cloth Shop. When she saw Uncle Yang, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Uncle, I want to buy some oilcloth. Do you have any?"

Yang Laosan shook his head and said, "We don't have any tarpaulins here, but since everyone needs to rebuild their houses, I asked someone to order some. They should be here in two or three days."

After listening to this, Yang Mingxi smiled and said, "Uncle San, how much is the oilcloth you ordered per piece? What kind of items are available?"

Yang Lao San said, "I ordered a solid color one to put on the bottom layer. This way, the house looks brighter. The thickness is average, which is completely enough for my own use."

Yang Mingxi shook her head and said, "No, Third Uncle, I want to buy it for planting seedlings. Is the pure color transparent? What is the thickness? What is the length and width of a piece? How much is it? I want to buy a lot."

Yang Lao San glanced at Yang Mingxi and replied, "The pure color is transparent, and the thickness is about the same as fine linen. A batch is ten feet long and two feet wide, which is convenient for laying on the roof. The price is 50 coins per piece. I asked them to order me thirty pieces."

Yang Mingxi's heart finally settled down. She had just asked about the price of the oilcloth. If it was the same as linen, she might not even be able to afford the oilcloth for planting seedlings.

According to the suggestion given by the space, ten units of seeds can be used to plant one mu of land, which is enough for transplanting ten mu of land. Yang Mingxi calculated that if all the wasteland in his own family was opened up, based on 200 mu, the other members of the Yang family would have 50 mu, and the villagers would have about 100 mu. In that case, he should prepare 400 mu of seedlings, that is, 40 mu of land to plant seedlings. Almost 220 square meters of oilcloth would be needed. One piece of oilcloth is ten feet long and two feet wide, which means one piece is 200 square meters. Based on 15, at least 20- pieces would be needed, which is more than one or two taels of silver, which is acceptable.

Yang Mingxi, who had figured it out, smiled at Yang Laosan and said, "Uncle San, can you give me the thirty rolls of oilcloth you ordered first? You can order the ones for building the house later, okay?"

Yang Lao San looked at Yang Mingxi, who was acting like a spoiled child in front of him, and his heart softened. Although he had four daughters, he didn't spend much time with them. The children were more respectful to him, and naturally less affectionate. Yang Lao San nodded like a quail and said, "Okay, okay, you can use it. I'll order it for the house."

Yang Mingxi took Yang Laosan's arm, shook it and said with a smile: "Third uncle is the best, you are the best third uncle in the world."

The dark figure outside the cloth shop looked at Yang Mingxi's bright smile, and the haze in his heart was swept away. He also smiled, and even thought to himself that he must make her smile like this forever. What the dark figure didn't know was that because of his momentary thoughts, he would protect this girl like this for the rest of her life.