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

The noisy day is finally over.

Grandma Li and the Lin siblings were returning to Xiaogang Village tomorrow, and Lin Cuicui was packing things for her mother to take back. This time, she prepared a large bag of sweet potatoes, 10 jin of rice seeds, and 5 chickens. Finally, Lin Cuicui took out 20 taels of silver and gave it to Grandma Li, saying:

“Mother, go back and have my eldest brother inquire in the village if anyone wants to sell land, whether it’s fertile or dry. If there’s land for sale, we’ll buy it. Here’s the money. If it’s not enough, be sure to tell me.”

Old Mrs. Li refused, saying, "How could I accept your money? You are a married daughter, and if you were to help your family, people would gossip about you. Consider these rice seeds and sweet potatoes a loan; I can at least pay them back after the harvest. Money is absolutely out of the question."

Lin Cuicui became anxious, "Mother! To tell you the truth, this is all Daya's idea. Don't worry about the rice seeds or sweet potatoes, the yield is high. It will be difficult to buy land later. Now, those who are lazy and really want to sell their land should find the village chief to be a witness, get the deed and have it stamped by the government to avoid trouble later."

Grandma Li was slightly relieved. "Is this really what Da Ya meant? Does her son-in-law know?"

"Don't worry, he knows everything. Just think of it as a loan. If production increases in the future, you won't have to worry about paying it back."

The next morning, Lin Zhijie drove his carriage home with his grandmother and sister. He had to go back to tell them about his apprenticeship, and then he would have to come back again.

Qiao Jingjing was busy again. The bean sprouts at Yilixiang weren't enough to sell, so she took some soybeans that her third uncle had collected and taught Lin Shi how to sprout them. This was simple and didn't require constant supervision, so Lin Shi had another task: rolling pills.

Qiao Jingjing began to plan her next steps. Cotton, sesame, and peanuts were all to be planted around April, and rice seedlings needed to be cultivated before April as well. In addition, yams and sweet potatoes were also to be planted around April, meaning the planting time was all crammed together. The family simply didn't have enough land; the newly reclaimed land wasn't fertile enough to grow anything.

There are two options right now: buy land or add fertilizer to the new fields. It's probably Daba Village that's having the hardest time buying land right now. Encouraged by the high-yield rice varieties, everyone wants to plant as much land as possible, so why would they sell? The land belonging to Qiao Wanxing's family, who moved away, has already been rented to the clan. So, the only option is to add fertilizer to the fields.

She immediately went to the village head, bought another piece of land, and organized more than a dozen people to clear the land. They needed to turn it over before the weather turned cold and the soil froze, and then use wood ash and rotten leaves as fertilizer. Qiao Jingjing secretly added some modern fertilizer, only regretting that she hadn't stocked up more beforehand; she was still unprepared.

The village children weren't idle either; they went to collect rotten leaves, exchanging a basketful for a piece of candy. Everyone was overjoyed, and in just two days they had collected dozens of baskets.

And so, before the twelfth lunar month, the newly cultivated land was fertilized, and the Panax notoginseng was planted. Qiao Jingjing also fenced the newly cultivated land with nylon netting to prevent the chickens, ducks, and geese from escaping. A wooden hut was built for Qiao Zhengguo and Xu Shi on the hillside, fully equipped with all necessary supplies. A mountain stream flowed not far from the hillside. Xu Shi mixed feed for the chickens and watched the old man use a bamboo pole to herd the geese and ducks into the water, feeling a strange sense of peace and reassurance.

This year, apart from Qiao Wanshi and Qiao Wansong, who were unhappy, most other households in Daba Village benefited to some extent from Qiao Daya's success. Not only did they receive wages for building houses, but they also earned a considerable amount of money from clearing land, fertilizing, and planting Panax notoginseng. Every household was beaming with joy. With the Lunar New Year just a month away, those who had earned money didn't plan to leave home; they preferred to stay cozy with their wives and children, enjoying a peaceful and contented life. Some men, seeing their wives and children so happy, thought to themselves that they would make sure their whole family had a good New Year this year. They even planned to join Wan Jun's family next year.

No one stopped Qiao Wansong's family from buying rice seeds, but they became increasingly ignored. They were already unpopular, and now they were completely unpopular.

Qiao Wanshi was the most frustrated. Everyone in the village was doing well, and even the third son had taken on a new job with his eldest brother. He never came back empty-handed, clearly making money.

His parents went to work for his eldest brother's family in the small mountain, and his third brother also got work, but he was the only one left out, getting nothing but two catties of rice seeds. No, the rice seeds were bought with copper coins. His eldest brother's family had become wealthy, so why couldn't they help their younger brother? His face was gloomy, full of resentment.

Qiao Jingjing didn't have time for any of that; she was currently being dragged by her mother to buy hairpins. In a week, Qiao Jingjing would be turning 18, which was equivalent to a coming-of-age ceremony for modern children.

In ancient times, people attached great importance to the coming-of-age ceremony, as it signified that a woman was ready to marry. The Liang Dynasty did not interfere much in marriage matters, and there was no rule that it was a crime for a woman not to marry by age 16. In rural areas, most daughters were married off at 17, and matchmaking began as early as 14 or 15.

Since she was already there, she figured she might as well make the best of it and not want to disappoint Madam Lin, who doted on her daughter. But thinking that since they were going to buy things anyway, the whole family might as well buy some. So they went to the Feng family's clothing shop, where the shop's second-month dividend was a whopping 3000 taels of silver, a testament to how good the business was.

It was the end of the year, and many people were getting new clothes made. The first floor was packed with customers, giving Qiao Jingjing a strong sense of nostalgia for going to buy New Year's clothes with her mother when she was a child.

Feng Pianpian couldn't let the "God of Wealth" girl stay on the first floor, so she dragged her to the VIP room on the third floor, took her measurements, and insisted on giving her a set of clothes. She also took Lin's measurements and made new clothes for her. The two men from the Qiao family, one big and one small, didn't come, so they ordered based on approximate sizes. Three days later, they were delivered directly to the village.

The Feng family was quite capable; they modified many styles based on the designs provided by Qiao Jingjing, and sales were quite good. However, in terms of dyeing, the technology of this era was not very advanced. The clothes would fade significantly within a year at most. She did know a little about batik, but it was too troublesome, with many steps and a long timeframe; she hadn't decided whether to bring it up.

After leaving the clothing shop, I went to Herentang and bought some pills before heading to Master Li's house.

Lin Zhijie's apprenticeship ceremony was completed on the tenth day of the eleventh lunar month, and he officially began learning carpentry that day. Master Li was very pleased with the boy's performance in carpentry, noting his quick thinking and ability to apply his knowledge to new situations, predicting he would surely achieve great things in the future. As for Xiuli, her aunt ultimately did not agree to the marriage; the pharmacy was entirely staffed by men, and it was indeed inappropriate for a girl like her.

Qiao Jingjing took out the blueprints for the plow furrows and the structural diagram of the oil press, and handed them to Master Li. She insisted that these two be completed before spring. Ideally, the traditional oil press should be finished before the New Year. If possible, she wanted to sell a batch of peanut oil before the Spring Festival.

Xuan Yi had a mission to He Ren Tang today. Just as he turned the corner, he saw Miss Qiao and her mother coming out of the pharmacy. He couldn't call out to her from a distance, so he ran into the pharmacy to find Manager Yu.