A small peasant girl who traveled through time and space picked up a war god prince

Siyu and Long Linxiao were arguing with each other. Siyu said, "Get well soon. Don't stay at my house."

Long Linxiao was no longer acting so aloof. Back in the capital, our Third Prince was a handsome, suave, and unsmiling prince. Furthermore, he had returned from the battlefield, brimming with a fierce aura. He thought Siyu would be afraid of him, believing that not smiling could cure a child's night cries. Instead, Siyu acted as if she didn't notice his cold gaze and continued on with her business. She wanted to lift his shirt to examine the wound on his belly.

Long Linxiao quickly covered his stomach. "What are you doing?" Long Linxiao's ears turned red. "Why did you come up and lift someone's clothes?"

Siyu said

I'm here to see how your wound is healing. Doctors don't distinguish between men and women. What are you hiding? I've already seen it.

Long Linxiao looked at the serious look on the little girl's face and asked curiously, "How come you know medical skills at such a young age? Who taught you?"

Thinking of Rain

I want you to take care of it.

Long Linxiao

Jia, you, raised your hand and pointed at Siyu, why do you talk like that.

Thinking of Rain

I have my own mouth, so I can say whatever I want. And he rolled his eyes.

Long Linxiao

You black girl

Siyu, you are the dark one, your whole family is dark. I am dark because I am malnourished and work too much.

Long Linxiao, give in quickly and apologize. I'm sorry! You haven't told me yet, who taught you medical skills?

Siyu, you are curious.

Long Linxiao, yes, curious.

Siyu, my master.

"Long Linxiao, I heard you say you can even cure my poison. May I ask who your master is? My master is from the Medical Immortal Valley, the Valley Master. What's wrong?" Long Linxiao said, "If you can truly cure my poison, I can grant you three wishes." Si looked up at the handsome, sunny boy on the bed. With a pout, she said, "Who do you think you are? You're the emperor, and you're granting three wishes?"

Siyu was busy without stopping her hands and answered Long Linxiao's questions without raising her head. When Long Linxiao heard the word "emperor", his face became stern and serious, and his temperament became much colder.

Siyu suddenly felt a little cold, but the weather hadn't changed! She must have been wrong. She rubbed her arms and said, "It's not that cold today!"

Long Linxiao wondered who had sent him. He clenched his fists, ready to strike at any moment, and asked again, "How do you know the emperor can grant your wish? Can't the county magistrate do the same?"

Siyu gave Long Linxiao a look that said, "Are you an idiot?" She glared at him, as if he were mentally retarded. "You said the highest official in the world is the emperor, right?" "Am I wrong? Don't the villagers say, 'Heaven is first, Earth is second, and the emperor is third.' Counting Heaven and Earth, doesn't that mean the emperor is the boss?"

Long Linxiao looked at his innocent and naive face and realized he was being overly suspicious. He retracted his murderous aura and resumed his argument with Siyu. "Aren't you curious about what I do? And you rescued me from the mountains. Aren't you afraid of ruining your reputation?"

Siyu nonchalantly replied, "Can reputation be used to make a living? Our family's reputation isn't great to begin with; it's a reputation you can't bring with you. Are you going to avoid medical treatment just for the sake of reputation? That would be so depressing. As long as you're not ill, it's easy to talk without feeling any pain. It's just a trick invented by those literati and poets to oppress women. They believe women should never come before them. That's why they have to step on every woman. If they surpass them, they'll appear incompetent."

Thinking of Rain

I haven't even asked you what your name is yet. I can't just keep calling you "Hey, Hey, Hey"!

Our third prince said, my name is Zhou Tingxuan, and my courtesy name is Jingzhi.

Siyu, oh! Mr. Zhou.

If the secret guards were here, their jaws would surely drop. Is this master a chatterbox? In the capital, whoever spoke to him, he would respond if he wanted to, and not if he didn't. He usually said, "Hmm," "Okay," and never said so much. Even when the Empress asked him questions, he would always just say "Ah," "Oh," and "Hmm."

What's going on today? The sun is rising from the west. Why are you talking so much? There's nothing special about this white girl. Just a skinny, dark-skinned little girl, right?

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You, a perpetual bachelor, don't know shit. Long Linxiao, this prince, is a lover's eye for beauty. This little girl is my savior. Secret guards, yes, yes, yes, you are the master. Long Linxiao, Jie Youlan, come out and see what kind of guards you've arranged.

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Our Third Prince said, "Remember my name is Zhou Tingxuan, little girl, remember it! I haven't asked you what your name is yet."

Siyu teased him and said, "Don't you know that it's impolite to ask someone's name and age?"

Long Linxiao said

From now on you have to call me Zhou Tingxuan, as a courtesy to each other, what’s your name, Siyu replied!

Bai Siyu. Your wound is healed. I've changed the dressing and bandaged it. You should take good care of yourself, okay? I'm going out now. I'll bring you food later.

Long Linxiao watched the little girl leave, and continued to lie on the bed with his eyes closed, thinking in his heart that he would get better quickly and go out after he recovered from his injuries in this small mountain village. The people chasing him would not find this place. After he recovered from his injuries, he would contact them again. Now he could just be a farmer! He fell asleep thinking about it.

Siyu left his room and came to the main hall and said to her mother, "Mom, I want to go to the back mountain to pick those wood ears."

My mother asked me what wood ear mushroom is.

Siyu said, "Mom, you'll know when I pick some." Then Siyu prepared to go to the back mountain with the basket on her back. Before leaving, she told her father to wash the pig's offal and prepare some delicious food for her when she came back.

Thinking of Rain

"Dad, using wood ash will make it very clean." So Qingyuan took the pig's offal in a wooden basin and the wood ash and went to the river downstream to wash the pig's offal. Passing villagers saw him and pointed and said,

Qingyuan? What are you doing?

Another aunt said, "Qingyuan! There's nothing to eat here."

Hey, you say, this old lady Li, no matter what, Qingyuan is his son. Why did she let him leave the house with nothing?

Look at you now, there is nothing to eat, so people eat those smelly things.

Qingyuan didn't care and pretended not to hear anything, thinking that they were just some idle and bored people.

Others say, it’s right, it’s right, the family has split up, and since we have nothing to eat, we have to eat this.

Some women said, "See? This is retribution for being unfilial! He'll only get to eat this pig's offal." Qingyuan ignored them.

Siyu was walking behind, worried about her father. She looked up at him and saw that he was fine. She stopped thinking about him and took her small backpack and walked down the other side of the mountain to the place where she had seen the fungus last time.

Bai Qingyuan wondered if this stinky thing could possibly be delicious. The big bones might not have any meat, but they could be used to make soup!

Siyu walked and thought about the next things to do, such as building a house, buying land, and sending her younger brothers to private school.

When Siyu arrived at the spot where she'd last seen the wood ear mushrooms, she stopped thinking about anything else and quickly picked some. She put some more into her space and cut down a few tree trunks that had wood ear mushroom spawn. She'd plant some in the evening when she had some free time.

We also picked a few clumps of mushrooms, including pine mushrooms. Siyu picked all the mushrooms. We also picked some wild onions and wild ginger. Seeing that it was getting late, we headed home. Daddy had also returned when we got home. Siyu put down her backpack of wood ear mushrooms, and Mom came over to look at the black stuff.

Dad asked

This is wood ear mushroom! Is it edible? I saw it while hunting.

Siyu raised her head and looked at her father happily. Is it true?

Siyu said excitedly

This stuff is great! It's nutritious and can be stored. Let's pick some more next time. After drying it, it can be eaten for a long time! We can also take it to town and sell it for silver. We always have to have a way to make money.

Siyu said as she picked some wood ear mushrooms and washed them.

Thinking of Rain

I'll show you my cooking skills. Today, let's try some Mu Shu Pork. See if you've ever had it. I've also made a bone broth. I've mixed in a cucumber and braised the pork offal. The offal needs to be cooked over high heat for half an hour, then simmered over low heat for an hour and a half to fully absorb the flavor. I've added all the seasonings I bought. You won't be able to eat it tonight; you'll have to eat it tomorrow morning. Once it's braised, it needs to stay in the broth for a richer flavor, so let's just have it today!

Siyu and her mother chatted as they cooked the meal. She served a portion to Zhou Tingxuan and had Ayu take it to him. The family began to eat, and during the meal, Siyu discussed matters with the family. Her mother observed Siyu's improved spirits since the family split up, and she seemed more lively and cheerful. She saw that she was managing the household in an orderly manner. She let him do what he wanted. Siyu then said, "We still have to build the house."

My sister and two brothers asked me how much land we had. Siyu patted her head and said, "Look at my memory. We have five mu of land. We can build a big house, a big yard, and a small pond. We also need to buy some land. Let's see what to plant."

Dad and Grandpa said that our city mainly grows rice. Your dad is a good farmer. Every year when the harvest is good, he can only harvest 300 kilograms per acre. If the harvest is not good, he can only harvest more than 150 kilograms.

Siyu said, "The harvest is so small!" I muttered to myself, "In the 22nd century, the rice harvest is 1500 kilograms or more. Why don't I secretly replace some of the rice seeds in the space?"

Dad continued, "We'll also plant some millet and sorghum. Millet yields over 100 kilograms, and sorghum 300-400 kilograms. And if the land is not as good as it should be, we'll plant some soybeans or mung beans." Siyu thought about it and realized that the yield wouldn't be that good either!

We have to find a way to replace some of the seeds in this space.

Siyu asked

Is sorghum also eaten? Is it not used to make wine?

Grandpa said

Those are the secret recipes of the aristocratic families, and they will not be taught to ordinary people. Siyu nodded, and her understanding of this world was still a little lacking.