The Female Supporting Character in Quick Transmigration is Making a Comeback

Besides the two certificates, the rest were gold bars and a jade ring. He Xian'er counted them; there were a total of 10.

Whether in this era or in modern times, this is not a small amount.

These feelings conveyed the deep love of a gentle mother, and He Xian'er's eyes welled up with tears.

She silently wished in her heart: May you and your daughter have a healthy and prosperous family in your next life, and have family members who love you.

He Xian'er put the property certificate and household registration book back into the box, leaving only the jade ring.

After putting the box into the bracelet's storage space, she picked up the jade ring and examined it closely.

The ring is a vibrant green with high transparency, like a touch of green vitality, and it's clear that it's a top-quality jadeite.

"Xian'er, this ring gives me a strong sense of vitality. Try binding it to your own with your blood," Xiao Ba's voice rang out.

"How can I bleed? Do you want me to bite my finger? I'm too scared." He Xian'er pinched her fingers.

"Then I'll do it, you just bear with it," Xiao Ba said, and as soon as she finished speaking, she felt a pain in her finger, and a drop of blood fell accurately onto the ring.

The moment the blood dripped onto the ring, it emitted a dazzling light. When the light faded, He Xian'er on the bed was gone.

He Xian'er covered her eyes because of the bright light. When she felt the light dissipate, she opened her eyes and found that she was sitting on the ground.

The place was as bright as day, shrouded in a layer of fog that stretched as far as the eye could see.

There is a pond nearby, and next to the pond is a small house, which is about 100 square meters in size.

"Xian'er, this is the space inside the ring. It's a space where you can plant and store living things," Xiao Ba said excitedly.

The little rabbit-shaped character floated in the air, its eyes filled with envy. Although such a space existed in the mall, the points required were terrifyingly high.

"This space is just right. Once I leave the He family, I won't have to worry about not having food to eat." He Xian'er was quite interested in the small house next door.

She pushed open the door and went inside. The house was quite spacious. On the left was a two-tiered cabinet with individual compartments, the top shelf labeled with "Rice," "Corn," "Wheat," and so on.

The layer below is labeled "Ginseng," "Panax notoginseng," and "Ganoderma lucidum"...

There is a wooden bed against the wall on the right, a table next to the bed, and further back there is a washroom and a kitchen.

Now that she even has a place to stay, He Xian'er, who was worried about having nowhere to live after leaving the He family, is finally relieved.

Having learned about the space, He Xian'er even gave it a name: "Emerald Farm."

The name was also recognized by the space; after all, when she said the name, the space lit up, so she took it as the space's approval.

After all the commotion tonight, going out and entering her spatial dimension, she thought she should go out first, otherwise it would be troublesome if someone found out she wasn't in her room before dawn.

He Xian'er, once outside the space, was wide awake, too excited to sleep. She tossed and turned on the tattered bed, and had no choice but to ask Xiao Ba to use technology to put her to sleep.

He Xian'er slept very soundly until the sun was high in the sky the next day.

The He family was unusually quiet; as usual, no breakfast was left for her on the table.

He Xian'er took out instant noodles, poured boiling water from the thermos into them, and happily ate them.

The aroma of instant noodles wafted far and wide, making the neighbors nearby ask, "Who's cooking meat? It smells so good!"

"I want to eat meat! I want to eat meat!" Whose naughty child is making such a fuss?

All of this was no longer relevant to He Xian'er. After finishing her breakfast, she prepared to go for a stroll in the streets.

The streets of that era were relatively narrow and old, with small vendors carrying vegetables and other goods on shoulder poles along the sides.

He Xian'er wanted to buy something, but unfortunately her pockets were empty and she didn't have a single penny.

"Xiao Ba, where can we get money? The original owner didn't have a single penny in savings. I feel insecure without money."

He Xian'er couldn't help but complain to Xiao Ba.

“Xian’er, I suggest that you sell the ginseng from ‘Emerald Farm’. It can still fetch a lot of money in this day and age.”

Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she exclaimed, "Yes, how come I didn't think of that?"

Finding a deserted street corner, He Xian'er produced a ginseng root as thick as a forearm. She quickly hid the ginseng in her clothes, which were large and tattered, so it wouldn't be noticeable.

Since she became blood-bound to the "Emerald Farm," the entire space is under her control; she can access anything within it with a single thought.

He Xian'er arrived at the largest pharmacy in Qingcheng City. A young apprentice greeted her at the entrance, "Hello, what medicine do you need?"

The young apprentice saw that she was dressed in tattered clothes, but there was no disdain in his eyes, which made her feel that she had come to the right place.

"Hello, I'm not here to buy medicine, I'm here to sell ginseng," He Xian'er said, her attitude neither arrogant nor humble, which made people feel good about her.

The young apprentice quickly said, "Please come with me, our master is in the medicine-making room."

He Xian'er followed the young medicine boy to the medicine-making room, where an elderly man of about 60 years old with white hair was busy working.

"Master Chen, this customer is here to buy ginseng," the young apprentice knocked on the door.

Without looking up, Mr. Chen replied, "Okay, I understand."

After the young medicine boy left, Master Chen still hadn't spoken, so He Xian'er had no choice but to wait. She saw a stool in front of her, so she sat down and waited quietly.

After a moment, Master Chen seemed to remember something, looked up and said, "Excuse me, customer, I got so engrossed in making medicine."

He Xian'er calmly waved her hand, "It's nothing, I'm fine anyway."

Master Chen then asked, "The apprentice just said you came to sell medicine. What kind of medicine do you want to sell?"

He Xian'er took out the ginseng from her clothes, trying to ignore Master Chen's twitching noodles.

"This ginseng is hard to find. Where did it come from?" Master Chen bent down to examine it closely, as if he were looking at a priceless treasure.

"It was passed down from my ancestors. We couldn't make a living from it, so we sold it for money," He Xian'er lied.

After Master Chen finished inspecting it, he said, "The ginseng is of decent quality. I'll offer 5000 yuan. What do you think?"

“Xian’er agreed to his request, saying that 5000 yuan now is equivalent to 50 yuan in modern times,” Xiao Ba thought that Master Chen’s price was quite reasonable.

"Sure, but I need 1000 yuan in cash. Please open a savings account for the rest and deposit it into it." My identification documents are all in my space, so opening a savings account is quite convenient.

Master Chen accompanied He Xian'er to the bank to open a savings account. The bank staff all knew Master Chen, so the process was very quick.

He Xian'er held the newly issued bankbook, feeling extremely satisfied. Now that she had money, she could hold her head high.

Midway through, He Xian'er made an excuse to go to the restroom and stuffed the cash and bankbook into her spatial storage, as she felt more at ease leaving them there.