Who understands? He traveled through time with a high-spec spatial ability.

The division of the family property went unusually smoothly, forcing Qiao Jingjing to adjust her plans.

I originally planned to take it slow and wait until I had saved up enough money before making any plans.

Now that things have moved up, the most urgent thing is to make money. The money from the family division has nothing to do with her; her worthless father will never agree to use the money to rent a house.

Sigh, I never thought I could still not live a peaceful life even in ancient times. I need to find a way to go to the county to sell some of my grain, chicken, duck, and goose eggs.

The space is already overflowing with money. If all else fails, she can sell pearls and glassware. She's really desperate for money.

But her mother wouldn't allow her to go out alone; she'd have to think it over carefully.

I've been using magic tricks as an excuse to nourish Shi Ming these past two days. It's driving me crazy how I can't find an excuse to take out all the delicious food in my space.

That morning, she and her mother picked some more herbs, and after processing them, they filled half a basket.

He said to Lin, "Mother, I want to go to the county to sell the herbs and find out which herbs are selling for better prices."

Daba Village is located in Qingshan Town, Nanling County, but due to its special geographical location, it is about half an hour closer to the county seat than to the town.

Therefore, villagers from nearby villages usually choose to go to the county town for market shopping instead of going to the town center.

Lin Cuicui disagreed with her daughter traveling far away alone. The county town was bustling and densely populated, which naturally meant there were more potential dangers.

Although my daughter isn't stupid anymore, no matter how smart a girl is, she'll still suffer.

What if we encounter bad people? No matter what we said, they wouldn't agree, so we had to give up.

The next day, Qiao Jingjing and Lin Cuicui went to the mountain to find medicinal herbs as usual. She deliberately kept some distance from Lin and turned her back to her.

Take out a ginseng root that was dug up in advance from the space, still covered in soil, and plant it in the dug hole, leaving only the small red fruit and leaves on top.

He shoveled some old soil and leaves from the side with his hands, then exclaimed in feigned surprise:

"Mother! Mother! Come quick, look what I've found!"

"Huh? What did you find that made you so excited? Let me see."

"Mother, look! Underneath these little red fruits is ginseng. Once we dig it up and sell it, we'll have money to build a house. In a couple of years, we'll send my little brother to school."

Although Lin Cuicui had never seen ginseng in person, she knew its value.

I once heard a doctor say that ginseng of a certain age is sold by the piece in pharmacies.

The mother and daughter carefully dug away the soil, afraid that she would notice something. Qiao Jingjing sent Lin away: "Mother, bring the basket and put a layer of grass at the bottom. I'll dig the rest."

A few minutes later, Qiao Jingjing carefully placed the ginseng into her basket. "Mom, we have to go to the county town to find a pharmacy to get this ginseng processed. If it spoils or someone sees it and steals it, we'll be in big trouble. Why don't you come with me? That way you won't have to worry about my safety."

"Okay! Oh, and don't let your dad see this ginseng. Also, don't let your younger brother find out, as he's too young and easily tricked into revealing information."

"Tomorrow is the fifteenth, there's a big market day, let's go to town. Let's gather some more herbs now, and take them with us tomorrow to ask about the prices."

When I got home in the evening, I passed by the yard and saw Huang collecting clothes. She saw the mother and daughter chatting and laughing as they came back, and their baskets seemed to be full of things. I stood on tiptoe to see what was inside.

Lin Cuicui blocked her way, "What are you looking at!"

Huang rolled her eyes. "Tch, what's there to be proud of?"

Turning back into the house, Qiao Wanshi was sleeping on the bed, still thinking about what his father had asked Uncle Zhenghua to add on the last day of the family division.

His mother's attitude towards him these past two days has been the same as before, but he still feels uneasy. He knows his mother's temper all too well; he'd rather just scold or beat her.

Without the mother's favoritism towards the second wife, they didn't gain any benefits from the division of the family property.

When that brat Shi Lang asked him who he learned from, he couldn't give a straight answer, which was really annoying.

After entering the house, Huang felt increasingly uneasy. Why were her sisters-in-law picking so much grass?

Are they for eating? Even if they are, why pick so many? They won't last long if we can't finish them all in one meal. Never mind, I'll leave this to my husband.

"So you suspect they're collecting herbs? Impossible. How come I didn't know they knew about herbs all these years? Besides, pharmacies don't accept just any medicine."

Qiao Wanshi denied Huang Xinghua's guess.

"Alright, what can you possibly figure out with your brain? Go cook, or do you want to starve your man to death?"

The next morning, Qiao Jingjing and Lin Shi each carried a basket to the three-way intersection at the east end of the village to wait for their oxcart. It was market day, and the oxcart was already carrying several people.

"Sister Lin, you're at the market too. Perfect timing, let's sit together," Liu, the village head's youngest daughter-in-law, greeted warmly.

As soon as Lin sat down, she smiled and replied, "Yes, we ran out of needles and thread at home. So, my daughter and I picked some mushrooms to see if anyone would buy them. We've already come all this way, so it's no trouble." She then showed part of the basket to the people on the cart.

This was planned in advance. We put half of the medicinal herbs in each of the two baskets, and then covered them with the various mushrooms we had collected over the past few days. You can always find these if you're willing to look, so no one will find them strangely.

The ginseng was wrapped in cloth and hidden among the herbs, so no one could tell it was there.

The women on the bus saw that her basket indeed contained some mushrooms and a couple of handfuls of wild vegetables, so they stopped looking at her and went off to chat.

Upon arriving in the county, Old Zhang, the cart driver, informed them of the return time to the village and then led the oxen to drink water.

Qiao Jingjing opened her eyes wide and looked curiously at the lively scene around her.

This was the first time she had ever truly experienced an ancient market.

She found that the streets here were even narrower than those in the TV series, but they were very crowded with people coming and going.

The roadside was lined with various stalls, and the vendors enthusiastically hawked their goods.

Some stalls displayed fresh fruits, vegetables, and meats; others sold a variety of fabrics, clothes, and accessories.

She saw one vendor weaving various exquisite handicrafts from bamboo, while another was selling steaming hot snacks.

Qiao Jingjing was captivated by everything. She couldn't help but approach the stalls and carefully examine each item. These things were all novel and exciting.

As she walked and looked around, she suddenly heard a quarrel. Looking in the direction of the sound, she saw two men standing in front of a shop arguing loudly.

One of the men was dressed in a magnificent silk robe with a jewel-encrusted belt around his waist, and looked like a wealthy man.

The other man was dressed simply, likely just an ordinary citizen. The two argued heatedly, attracting a crowd of onlookers.

Qiao Jingjing couldn't help but become curious and decided to go see what had happened.

Only when she got closer could she hear their conversation clearly.

It turned out that the man in the gorgeous robe wanted to buy all the goods in the shop, but the owner was unwilling to sell to him, so the two started arguing.

She wanted to continue listening, but Lin pulled her away and reminded her of the purpose of their trip to the city.

The most important thing is that the oxcart will leave at the agreed time. If you can't get a ride in the oxcart, it will be too tiring to walk back.