The widow becomes a fairy, and the time-traveling girl counterattacks and becomes the queen

When Wang Xinyao returned home, the sun had already set. She found many people gathered on the flat land she had just bought, busy as hell. Some were digging, others were hammering stones, all working with great enthusiasm.

Wang Xinyao was surprised to see her father-in-law, Xie Baihong, also hammering stones among the crowd. She remembered that Xie Baihong was one of the few stonemasons in Xiejia Village, and his craftsmanship was highly respected by the villagers. No matter which family built a house, his help was indispensable. This was one of the reasons why he was able to marry a woman 15 years younger than him for his second marriage.

Watching the bustling scene before her, Wang Xinyao couldn't help but marvel at the village chief's efficiency. She'd thought purchasing the land was just the first step, but she hadn't expected to see someone help with construction so quickly. A surge of gratitude welled up in her heart.

Seeing Wang Xinyao and the others return, Xie Zhengyi immediately came forward to greet them. "Niece Xinyao, since you wanted a lot of people, I asked each household to assign a strong worker to work. I didn't hire any of the lazy ones. Although your father-in-law is older, he's a stonemason, and he's indispensable for building the house! Here's the list, is it okay with you?"

"It's all thanks to the village chief's arrangement. Thank you very much!" Wang Xinyao still has complete trust in Xie Zhengyi!

Xie Zhengyi chuckled and said, "If I really want to thank you, I should be the one to thank you! You've helped our village solve the employment problem. October is almost here, and winter is coming. With this income, every household can basically buy some surplus food, and no one will starve to death anymore. I, as the village chief, will be very proud!"

The moment Wang Xinyao returned, the busy people's faces immediately broke into bright smiles. The sympathy in their eyes had disappeared, replaced by a full sense of gratitude. Then, they returned to their busy work!

Wang Xinyao explained the layout of the house, the layout of the vegetable shed, and some precautions to Xie Zhengyi. Finally, she took out another hundred taels of silver from her pocket and gave it to Xie Zhengyi, asking him to cover all expenses during the construction process, including the workers' wages.

Xie Zhengyi took the money, feeling heavy in his heart. He knew it was hard-earned money, earned by Wang Xinyao through her own wisdom and hard work. He promised to use the money wisely, ensuring every penny was spent wisely, and he would record every single amount in his account book and report it to her.

Wang Xinyao looked at Xie Zhengyi's serious expression and felt very grateful in her heart, and she absolutely believed that Xie Zhengyi would get things done.

After finishing these, Wang Xinyao turned and walked towards her own courtyard. As soon as she entered the courtyard, she saw Chen Jingyuan still practicing diligently. His serious look made Wang Xinyao smile. However, what surprised her even more was that Zhao Haoxuan was actually teaching Xie Dahua and others to write on the ground.

Lacking paper and pens, they practiced on the floor. Wang Xinyao watched Zhao Haoxuan patiently teach her, and a surge of gratitude welled up in her heart. This young man, whom she had rescued along the way, possessed not only exceptional cultural attainments and exceptional martial arts skills, but also, most importantly, exceptionally handsome appearance, perfectly matching Wang Xinyao's expectations for an ideal partner.

"Miss Wang, you're back!" At this time, Zhao Haoxuan also saw Wang Xinyao and immediately greeted her!

The girl is back...

My sister is back...

The shouts interrupted her thoughts, and Wang Xinyao suddenly felt her face flush, realizing her thoughts had wandered to places they shouldn't have. She told herself to calm down. After all, she was a widow now, and she couldn't afford to indulge in unrealistic thoughts. She took a deep breath, tried to clear her mind of all the distracting thoughts, and walked towards the children with a smile.

In fact, when she came to this ancient world, the most unbearable thing for her was the problem of paper. Here, bamboo sticks were used to go to the toilet, which made her feel very unhygienic and uncomfortable. What's worse is that most of the time, bamboo sticks can only be used for writing, which makes her feel very inconvenient. Only when formal documents are used, people will use that kind of very rough paper, like the previous letter of breaking off the relationship. This kind of paper is not only rough in texture, but also of poor quality, and it is not smooth to write on. In addition, these papers are distributed by the yamen to the village chiefs of each village, and the quantity is very limited, which makes it even more difficult to obtain paper.

With this in mind, Wang Xinyao couldn't wait to build a paper mill to improve the quality and supply of paper. However, she was frustrated by the limited manpower and material resources. To achieve this goal, she needed to work harder to earn money.

As night fell, Wang Xinyao finished her dinner and waited until everyone was asleep before sneaking into the kitchen again. She carefully closed the door, careful not to make any noise and attract attention. Then, she quickly slipped into the ring's space.

Upon entering the space, Wang Xinyao couldn't wait to pull out her phone. Surprisingly, as long as the phone was placed in the ring, it would automatically remain fully charged. This magical phenomenon made Wang Xinyao extremely excited, as if she had a power bank that would never run out of power.

In rural areas, people often go to bed early and get up early to save on kerosene, leaving them with a lack of nighttime entertainment. This is unbearable for Wang Xinyao, a 21st-century woman. Fortunately, she now has a mobile phone, allowing her to keep up with all the news and entertainment of the 21st century.

However, for some reason, Wang Xinyao could never reach her aunt through WeChat. Every attempt ended in failure, as if they had always missed each other perfectly. To make matters worse, her phone number was no longer in service due to years of unpaid bills, making it impossible to make calls. In desperation, she could only leave a message for her aunt through WeChat, asking her to help her find a method for making artificial paper.

Wang Xinyao had been incredibly busy lately, and hadn't practiced in days. Upon arriving in this dimension, she eagerly stepped into the Spiritual Spring. As the waters soaked her body and soul, a rich, pure force slowly flowed through her, rapidly nourishing her meridians and dantian. Like a loosened dam, the bottleneck, fueled by the Spiritual Spring, rose like a broken bamboo.

She immediately came out of the Lingquan space and began to practice.

Level 7 Warrior...

Level 8 Warrior...

My cultivation is still rising...

Finally, she successfully broke through and entered the realm of the first-grade martial artist! It seems that this spiritual spring is truly a great treasure on the road of cultivation.

After finishing her practice, she wanted to check if her aunt had replied to her message. When she opened WeChat, she was surprised to find that her aunt had sent her a text description of the method of making artificial paper.

Wang Xinyao read the text carefully, feeling secretly delighted. Although the manufacturing method seemed a bit complicated, she believed that as long as she worked hard on it, she would succeed.

After memorizing the manufacturing method, Wang Xinyao left the ring space. She tiptoed back to her room and lay on her bed, thinking about her next plan. She knew that building a paper mill would require more funds and materials, and she would have to achieve these step by step.

The next morning, Wang Xinyao climbed out of bed at dawn. After washing up, she couldn't wait to leave the room. By then, the children had already begun their day's training, all of them energetic and full of energy.

At this time, Xie Xiaogang had already arrived at the gate of the yard in his ox cart. She had originally planned to go up the mountain. However, after careful consideration, Wang Xinyao realized that although she could earn dozens of taels of silver every day by selling chestnuts and mushrooms, her current financial situation was still very tight.

She suddenly remembered the herbs she'd dug up earlier. She'd been so busy with other matters that she hadn't had time to exchange them for silver. She decided to go to the pharmacy today and exchange them for real money. As for the two thousand-yuan silver notes in her space, Wang Xinyao figured she'd have to wait for the next opportunity to go to the county town and exchange them.

So, they quickly set out to load two baskets of chestnuts, two baskets of shiitake mushrooms, and six baskets of precious medicinal herbs neatly onto the oxcart. Then, the oxcart slowly set off towards Ping'an Town...