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

After arranging everything, Qiao Jingjing went home. Yu Pai finally calmed down and stopped causing trouble. She hummed a song all the way home, in a cheerful mood.

When Qiao Jingjing got home, she found that the family of three had already eaten dinner and were resting on chairs, clutching their bellies. Seeing her return, Xiao Ming excitedly jumped off the chair and ran happily towards her. Xiao Ming was the one who had changed the most in the past six months.

He had clearly grown taller, and his once thin body had become strong and powerful. His cheeks had also become a little chubby, making him look extremely cute.

Moreover, he became much cleaner and tidier, no longer wiping his nose and mouth with his sleeves like before. Now, Xiao Ming not only has a completely new appearance, but his personality has also become much more cheerful.

Looking at the energetic little boy in front of her, Qiao Jingjing felt a warm feeling well up in her heart. She genuinely liked this younger brother.

"Sister! Sister!" Xiao Ming ran to Qiao Jingjing's side and grabbed her hand. "You're finally back! I love this hot pot so much!"

Qiao Jingjing smiled and patted Xiao Ming's head, "If Ming likes it, then I'm happy."

At this moment, Madam Lin spoke up, "My dear daughter, you've come back just in time. We have something to discuss with you."

"What's wrong, Mother?" Qiao Jingjing walked over and sat down next to Lin Shi.

"Here's the thing, the land we fenced off was cleared before it froze over. Apart from planting Panax notoginseng, the rest of the land is still empty. Some people in the village have been asking me what they plan to plant on these plots next year, as they'd like to do the same."

Your father and I have been thinking that this isn't a bad thing, so we wanted to ask for your opinion. What do you think? Lin Shi and Qiao Wanjun both looked at Qiao Jingjing, waiting for her opinion.

Qiao Jingjing thought for a moment, "Which families are involved?"

Lin silently counted, "There must be five or six families. Your Aunt Li goes without saying, then there's your third uncle's family, Grandma Li's family, then your Uncle Shuanzi's family, and the village head's family. There are probably other families as well, but these are the only ones I've met in the last two days who have asked me about them."

Qiao Jingjing mentally reviewed all these families. Apart from Qiao Wanhe being a bit cunning, the other families were all simple and kind.

Objectively speaking, Qiao Wanhe is not bad. Last time, he helped Qiao Jingjing collect soybeans for two months, which showed his personality strengths. He is especially good at gathering information about family matters. Afterwards, Qiao Jingjing also tested the villagers in other villages and found that he did not make a profit.

"Okay, no problem!" Qiao Jingjing readily agreed.

"As for what to plant, it's hard to say. It depends on the soil conditions to choose the most suitable crop."

"Mom, you can tell them that you need to till the land and apply some fertilizer as soon as possible after the New Year. If the land isn't fertilized, it's all for nothing. However, tilling and fertilizing after the New Year is a bit late, and the first harvest might not be ideal. Let them think it over before deciding!"

"Yes! I know." Mrs. Lin smiled.

Qiao Jingjing carefully instructed Lin Shi: "Mother, from now on, we should keep all the dry straw in our house, and try not to use it to burn in the stove. We can use firewood instead."

Then she said to Qiao Wanjun, "Dad, go find Uncle San tomorrow. The two of you go to the nearby villages and see if there is any green sandalwood bark. Buy as much as you can find. Give Uncle San 40 coins a day for his work. You can get your wages from my mother."

Although the papermaking project can be implemented soon, there are still some problems to be solved. The biggest problem is the lack of manpower.

With over a hundred processes involved, even if one person works themselves to death, the output would be very limited.

However, hiring villagers to help is not very practical.

On the one hand, there are many crops to be planted after the New Year, and seedlings also need to be cultivated, so everyone is very busy; on the other hand, she does not fully understand these villagers and cannot fully trust them.

After all, the profits from papermaking are considerable, and the impact is also very significant. If the information were leaked, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Regardless, raw materials must be prepared. There's straw in the space, but no Qingtan trees. We should find an opportunity to collect a few and graft them into the space, ideally planting a large area. For now, it's best to invest in collecting them.

There's also the movable type printing that needs to be done quickly. After explaining all that, I went back to my room. I went into the space first, ate a bowl of snail rice noodles to fill my stomach, and then drank a glass of soda. Full of energy, I started making the clay molds for the square characters.

An hour later, I will add the 3,000 characters I had just finished to the 1,000 characters I have just finished, and stack them into 10 piles. Tomorrow, I will put them in the kiln after it is fired.

I stretched and prepared to rest when suddenly a sharp pain shot through my lower abdomen, followed by a warm gush. I went to the bathroom, and sure enough, it was my period. This body had been malnourished before, and I had to feed it well for half a year before I could finally get her here.

After changing my underwear and putting on overnight pants, my lower abdomen felt a little cool, so I grabbed a hot water bottle and turned it off when it was half full so that it wouldn't burn my stomach.

To get more rest, I'll sleep in the space tonight.

I lay in the air for more than ten hours, and only after the most uncomfortable day did I finally feel like a human being again.

Seeing that its master was in distress, Fa Cai went up the mountain and brought back a medicinal herb to the courtyard. It placed the herb in front of the jade pendant, but the pendant wouldn't budge. Fa Cai picked up the pendant and shook it a few times, but the pendant still didn't react. Fa Cai got angry and turned its backside directly towards the jade pendant, preparing for a friendly meeting.

Startled, Yu Pai stood up, flipped the herb over, and stuck it on. Suddenly, the herb pressed against the jade tablet was enveloped in a faint red light, and the plant seemed to regain its vitality.

A moment later, the red light disappeared, and Fa Cai picked up the herbs and came to Qiao Jingjing, placing them in front of her and saying:

"Master, chew this motherwort and eat it now; it will be good for your health. Eat it quickly!"

Qiao Jingjing glanced at it and said, "You want me to eat it directly? Doesn't it need to be prepared or boiled?"

"No need. This kid Bodhi Jade can extract the essence of herbs, remove impurities, maintain the best medicinal effect, and double the medicinal power. Just swallow it. Boiling it will destroy the medicinal power."

Eat up, eat up, eat up!

"I know, why are you nagging me repeatedly!"

"I'll say it three times because it's important!"

Qiao Jingjing took a deep breath and said, "Stop learning those useless things." After saying that, she started eating motherwort. She thought it would taste terrible, but it was alright.

Just a few minutes after eating it, I felt a warm, comforting warmth spreading from my lower abdomen. The headache that had been lingering in my head also disappeared, and I felt extremely comfortable.

He touched the jade pendant and said, "Although you didn't do this willingly, to be honest, it's much better. You have to treat me better from now on, you hear me! The person you've been longing for still needs me to save them, little one."

The jade pendant exclaimed, "!!" It had forgotten about that and quickly jumped to Qiao Jingjing's stomach to release energy and relieve her pain, acting quite like a lackey.

Is it too late to remedy the situation now?