I traveled back to ancient times, but I was able to lie down and relax.

Even though it's a headache, they have to do what they promised. It was the condition agreed upon that their family could live here.

Liu Yanxi was a little surprised, "Brother Da Hu, what brings you here too?"

Wang Dahu scratched his head and smiled sheepishly: "My dad asked me to learn to read, saying that if you siblings can read, you're much smarter than us."

Wang Xiaohu chimed in, "With our brother around, you don't have to worry about anyone bullying you. He's a really good fighter!"

Liu Yanxi understood. Uncle Wang had sent them here partly to learn to read, but also to protect them.

Wang Dahu is 14 years old this year, and his height is already the same as that of an adult male. He is very strong.

After the school started teaching, there were bound to be more people coming and going. In order to prevent some people from using the children as an excuse to do other things, Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang left the two brothers here.

Liu Yanxi was touched and decided to teach them well.

After all, there are many benefits to reading. To give you the most practical one, if you can read, you can understand documents and land deeds, and you won't be easily deceived.

"Since you're all here, let's begin today. Let's go to the classroom."

The new classroom is spacious. When Liu Nanjia was drawing the blueprints, she imitated the look of a modern classroom, with a podium on it that Liu Yanxi could stand on.

It also has more windows than a typical house, making it brighter.

For now, we'll use the original tables and chairs, which were moved from their main room. If we need more later, we can just buy more.

Liu Nanjia actually wanted to get a blackboard for her brother. When she was in school, teachers always explained things on the blackboard, which would be much more convenient.

Unfortunately, a blackboard is easy to solve; it can be replaced with a wooden board painted black, which the carpenter should be able to do.

But she really didn't know how to use the chalk, so she had to give up for the time being.

However, there was one more thing she needed to deal with: farming.

According to her estimation, she must have arrived in July, and now two months have passed, it's already past September.

Based on the original owner's memories and observations during this period, the geographical location of Dushui Village should be similar to the Henan and Hubei areas that she was once familiar with.

However, it is still uncertain whether she traveled back to the ancient times of the same world or went to some other time and space.

After all, she only had a superficial understanding of history. She knew about dynasties, but not about specific emperors. The original owner of this body was a girl from a mountain village who knew nothing about court affairs, so she had no way to verify it.

If you have time, you could ask Song Chen for details.

Back to farming, the three acres of land we received when the family divided the land were all dry land. We originally planted wheat there, but after the spring harvest, we just left it there and didn't plant anything else.

Now is the time to sow winter wheat.

However, Liu Nanjia was a little worried because she knew nothing about farming.

My older brother did work with our uncle's family, but it's definitely not enough for him to do it all by himself, especially since he also has to work as a teacher.

As for Song Chen, he was a useful laborer, but she felt he definitely wouldn't know how to farm. Although he didn't say it explicitly, Liu Nanjia could tell that he must have been a young master from a wealthy family before, so how could he possibly know how to farm?

So, Liu Nanjia brought up the matter during dinner that evening.

They're all quite busy these days, so the only time they can sit down and chat properly is between dinner and bedtime.

"Brother, shouldn't we plant our three acres of land?"

"Oh right, I've been so busy lately that I forgot. I need to go buy seeds. I'll come with you when you go to town tomorrow." Liu Yanxi suddenly remembered the planting.

"Brother, don't panic. I'm thinking, how about we rent out these few acres of land to someone else to farm?"

"Give it to someone else?" Liu Yanxi's first reaction was no. He had family members at home, so how could he rent it out to someone else?

But looking at the people at the table, the little sister... well, we can rule her out right away. She's only 5 years old; what kind of work could she possibly do?

Nan Jia, although many girls in the village also have to work in the fields, he was reluctant. Farming is too tiring, and besides, his younger sister is already very busy with her business every day and doesn't have time.

Song Chen has more time and energy, but he...

"Brother Chen, have you ever farmed?" Liu Yanxi asked, still unwilling to give up.

Song Chen paused for a moment, then said, "No."

He knew what Liu Yanxi meant; he was the most suitable person in the family to farm, but he really didn't know how, and he couldn't lie.

“See?” Liu Nanjia spread his hands. “None of us in our family can grow it. Neither Song Chen nor I know how, and we also have to do business. Although you know a little, you should prioritize studying and teaching right now.”

She understood that people at that time valued land very much, so she continued to persuade him: "Brother, think about it. Even in the past, the Liu family had a total of 12 mu of land. After paying taxes and keeping enough for their own food, there was hardly anything left to sell. Otherwise, why would the village be so poor? We can make much more money doing business now than farming. If we squeeze out time to farm, we'll all be exhausted and won't reap much. It's too low a return on investment."

"Value for money? What does that mean?" Song Chen suddenly asked.

Liu Nanjia was speechless. Why was this person's focus always so strange? Wasn't she talking about farming?

When she's at home, she's more relaxed and sometimes forgets to watch her words, blurting out some modern vocabulary.

Liu Yanxi and Liu Sirou were used to it, but Song Chen kept asking questions.

"It's roughly the return you get after investing the costs," Liu Nanjia explained vaguely.

Song Chen thought for a moment and nodded. "This word is very good."

Interrupted, Liu Nanjia continued, "Brother, do you think that makes sense? You should spend your time studying. Dad used to praise you to everyone, so you should pass the imperial examination and become a scholar. Anyone can farm, but if you have an official title, that will bring honor to our parents and support us."

“You’re right, little sister.” Liu Yanxi was convinced and then asked, “So, who should we rent the land to?”

"Let's ask Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang first. If they don't want to plant it, then we'll find someone else." Liu Nanjia trusted Aunt Wang and her family the most in the village, so she didn't want to bother finding someone else.

Actually, after getting to know him, I found that the village head was a good person, but his family probably didn't lack land to farm.

And so the matter was settled.

Liu Nanjia felt good. Although her older brother was a bit old-fashioned, he was still willing to listen to advice.

She brought up the matter of taking the imperial examination not to put pressure on him, but because she knew he genuinely wanted to study. However, he felt that he had to take care of his two younger sisters and that it was inappropriate for them to work hard to earn money to support his studies. That's why she brought up their parents' name.

The next day, Liu Nanjia sent Dahu back to ask Uncle Wang if he would be willing to rent their land. Aunt Wang came in person and said, "Nanjia, we're afraid we can't farm your land."