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

The Lin family was stunned. Da Ya's words were incredibly moving. It was as if someone had suddenly pointed out a clear path to the future, making the fog before their eyes suddenly clear.

Qiao Jingjing's power is limited; it's almost impossible for her to change the 20/80 ratio. But what if? What if the emperor takes it seriously, and that day comes sooner than expected? Or what if someone in a high position of power is willing to do something practical for the people?

Even if she doesn't have any, she'll teach whoever she can. That way, her trip won't be in vain.

While everyone was still exchanging information about what they wanted to know, Lin Jianghe returned. He was very happy to see his daughter and son-in-law's family back, and they exchanged pleasantries and greetings once again.

"Dad, why are you back so early today?" Lin Dazhu asked, puzzled. In the past few days, he had been home at sunset, and it was usually not until the hour of Xu (7-9 PM).

Lin Jianghe sighed and replied with considerable regret, "The foreman said the work is temporarily suspended, and I don't need to go tomorrow. It's 20 copper coins a day, plus two steamed buns for each meal!"

Qiao Jingjing went to the kitchen to heat up the food she had saved. It was a little past two in the afternoon, and two steamed buns wouldn't keep her hungry for long.

Lin Jianghe was dumbfounded when he saw the sumptuous meal. Was he going to give up on life? No, that didn't mean he couldn't afford all this.

Grandma Li patted his arm. "Let's eat first. I have something to tell you after we finish. These are all Da Ya's cookings. I guarantee you'll want more after you eat them."

Mr. Lin thought to himself that such a delicious thing was bound to be enjoyed. After taking the first bite, he understood what his wife meant. He had never tasted anything like this in his life.

After the meal, Song took the dishes out to wash. Lin Cuicui repeated what she had told her mother before the meal. Hearing that her granddaughter's head injury had miraculously healed, she felt a wave of fear. What if her daughter hadn't woken up? How could she live on! Compared to Qiao Jingjing and Qiao Shiming, Lin's father still felt more sorry for his daughter. After all, they had lived together for over ten years, and their bond was different.

Qiao Jingjing waited until the conversation was almost over, then pulled the rice seeds out from under the pile of things. This time, she had brought not only food, but also a roll of cloth, a bag of brown sugar, a 5-jin bag of rice seeds, dried mushrooms, and some commonly used herbs.

Five jin of rice seeds are not enough for 6 mu of land, but that's okay, we can bring some more before we start raising the seedlings.

“Grandpa, Uncle, these are the rice seeds left over from the double-cropping rice. One jin of seeds is enough for one mu of land.” She opened the bag and rolled it up three times to show the Lin father and son.

Seeing the plump, fragrant rice seeds, the two couldn't resist reaching out and scooping some up in their hands for a closer look. Surprisingly, not a single shriveled seed was missing. No wonder the girl said one pound could sow one acre of land.

Qiao Jingjing continued, "Rice seedlings need to be cultivated in March or April of next year, and sowing must be completed no later than Qingming Festival. Transplanting should be done around the end of April. It's still early now, but I will come over next March to teach you how to do it. Uncle, you can talk to your fellow villagers who are willing to cultivate seedlings; they can buy rice seeds from me at the same price as usual. I will also provide unified instruction on the techniques. However, you must not sell the seeds to others privately."

Since deciding to introduce the rice seeds to the government next year, Qiao Jingjing had no intention of keeping her skills secret. However, she couldn't let the villagers leak the seeds and disrupt her plans. Nor could she allow some people to profit from the price difference. If she sold the seeds to someone outside the village who didn't know the details of seedling cultivation, the eventual failure would be a huge loss.

The Lin family father and son readily agreed, and Qiao Jingjing continued, "It's autumn now, and there's no time to plant winter wheat. I thought of some cold-resistant vegetables that Grandma and Aunt could try planting. It'll get cold soon, and fresh vegetables will be scarcer at the market. We can sell them to restaurants or wealthy families later, which will be a source of income. However, I didn't bring any seeds today. It just so happens that we're raising the roof beam on the 28th, so please come along."

However, one carriage couldn't fit so many people, so it was ultimately decided that Old Lady Li would take Lin Zhijie and his sister with her.

On the way back, Qiao Jingjing looked at her cousin, mentally assessing him. A single tree cannot make a forest, a single thread cannot make a line; in this era, family ties are paramount. Qiao Jingjing had no one in the Qiao family she could rely on; the younger ones were all bad. Her younger brother was still small, and Qiao Wanjun wasn't suited for business or dealing with people. She would become increasingly busy in the future, and she couldn't afford to be without help.

"Does your cousin have any particular hobbies or interests?"

Lin Xiuli answered the question for her brother, "My brother likes to study carpentry. The table we use for lunch is a bit ugly, but it's very sturdy and has been used for several years. It was made by my brother when he first started learning carpentry. My parents said it was very meaningful, so it's still in use now."

Lin Chih-chieh was embarrassed, "It's just a hobby. I make some small things in my spare time. I haven't studied it specifically, so I'm not that good at it."

He managed to build a complete table without any instruction, which suggests he has talent. Talent is sometimes quite interesting; some people seem to be born with natural gifts, and if they add hard work, they can definitely surpass many others. After all...

Talent determines the upper limit, and strives to determine the lower limit.

Qiao Jingjing thought of the traditional oil press and the furrows; perhaps her cousin could surprise her in this regard.

"I need to go to the county to buy some things the day after tomorrow. Do you want to come along, cousin? By the way, cousin, can you read?"

Lin Zhijie blushed and replied, "I know a few characters. There's a private school in the next village. I once saved a scholar named Su there by chance. He taught me for a few days, and I learned a few characters."

Lin Xiuli's eyes lit up. "Cousin, can I go too? I've never been to the county before."

"Then we can go together the day after tomorrow."

Back home, accommodations were arranged for the three of them. Qiao Shiming and Lin Zhijie shared a room. Grandma and Lin Xiuli shared a room, while Qiao Jingjing stayed in the empty room next door, which was currently only filled with seedling trays and could be used after a quick clean. Originally, Lin Xiuli wanted to stay with Qiao Jingjing, but Lin Cuicui was worried that it would be inconvenient for her daughter to keep her secret, so she decided to let her niece stay with her mother instead.

It's true that no one knows a daughter better than her mother. Qiao Jingjing was still thinking about how to live alone, but she planned to go into her spatial dimension tonight.

The sugarcane has been ripe for a long time. Tonight, she'll research sugar production and also plant more soybeans in the space; she plans to sprout some bean sprouts to sell. This era has tofu and soy milk, but she hasn't seen anyone eat bean sprouts, tofu sheets, or fried tofu puffs. She guesses no one has figured them out yet.

I entered the space and arrived at a sugarcane field. Strangely enough, I could teleport to any place in the space by simply thinking of it, except for that mountain. The fortune-telling device I bought earlier has disappeared and I haven't seen it since. I'll ride my electric scooter over there to check it out another day.

Get rich, that green peach parrot.

The space grows both black-skinned and green-skinned sugarcane. Qiao Jingjing cut down two stalks and tasted them; both were exceptionally sweet and juicy. These two types of sugarcane are already quite sweet and suitable for sugar production, and the space makes them even sweeter.

It's true that you can have your cake and eat it too!