Mo Yan’s eyes twinkled, and an idea ford in her mind. She had always wanted to explore the deep mountains to see if she could find so precious dicinal herbs. Last year, she went once and nearly died of fright when she encountered a pack of wolves. Now, with Little Flower by her side, she felt bolstered enough to venture forth.
Next, Mo Yan inford Mo Qingze about the settled matter of the fruit seedlings, but she didn’t ntion what had happened with Lixiu.
Mo Qingze was delighted to hear the news, but there was so much work on the construction site that he couldn’t spare any attention to clearing the wild mountains, so he gave Mo Yan a few reminders.
Mo Yan nodded with a smile and, not having ti to return for alti, chose to eat at the construction site instead.
The food on the construction site was already decent, and last night Little Flower had brought back a small wild boar, making the al especially rich. The small wild boar wasn’t really small, but after eighty or ninety people had their share, not much at was left on it.
Mo Yan left so at in a bowl for Little Flower, who was quite picky and wouldn’t eat the leftover bones and at from others; at ho, even whole chickens were used to feed it.
Not long after the al, Yang Bao personally visited the construction site to find Mo Yan and inford her that the people for clearing the wild mountains had been arranged.
Mo Yan hadn’t expected it to be so soon and quickly thanked him. She learned that most of the group consisted of older children and won, with only four or five n available for labor. She did not look down on this, knowing that it was the busy farming season and having even four or five laborers was quite good.
As for the wages, they were categorized into three groups: children would get ten Wen Money a day, mainly for weeding and picking up stones; won would get fifteen Wen a day, mainly for digging up grass and tree roots; and the laborers would get twenty-five Wen a day for felling larger trees and digging up large rocks buried in the ground, which was not an easy task.
The wages offered by Mo Yan were already quite high, and Yang Bao was very satisfied, as this would give him sothing to show the workers and act as a significant boost to his prestige.
They agreed to start work at the fifth quarter of the morning the next day, and Mo Yan then sent Yang Bao on his way. With the sun setting in the west and Little Flower still not back, Mo Yan didn’t have ti to wait any longer. She asked Mo Qingze to tell Little Flower not to go up the mountain the next day.
Mo Qingze found it amusing: "Is Little Flower so clever that it understands human speech?"
Mo Yan smiled and said, "Whether it’s clever or not, Father will find out tomorrow, won’t you?"
Mo Qingze thought she was joking and didn’t take it seriously, deciding that the next day he’d have to hang a chicken over the stove to tempt the greedy Little Flower and prevent it from going into the mountains.
Early the next day, Xiao Zhu delivered the fruit seedlings to the Mo Family.
The seedlings were sowhat wilted, with not only the small tender leaves dried but also the bark shriveling. If not transplanted soon, they would surely die within three to five days.
Mo Yan couldn’t delay, so she quickly took a shovel and dug several large holes in the small vegetable garden, buried the seedlings, and watered them generously with Spirit Spring Water before she felt at ease.
She had originally thought about placing the fruit seedlings inside the Space, but considering the rich Spiritual Energy and the swift flow of ti there, she feared that the wild mountain wouldn’t be prepared in ti, and the seedlings would settle in the Space, making transplantation difficult. For now, nourishing them with Spirit Spring Water, even if left for ten days or half a month, would keep them healthy.
Looking at the various types of seedlings, Mo Yan carefully identified them. Unfortunately, the seedlings were too young and looked quite similar; she could barely distinguish grapevines, mangosteen, and orange tree seedlings.
Fortunately, there was no shortage of plants, with well over a thousand in total. Even if there were only these three types, it was excellent. No longer would they have to go without fruit because there was nowhere to buy them.
After settling the fruit seedlings, Mo Yan hurried towards Liu Yang Village. She hadn’t yet reached the construction site when Little Flower, like a streak of silver lightning, dashed towards her from afar.
Having not seen each other for several days, Mo Yan missed it quite a bit. She hugged its large head affectionately for a while, and Little Flower didn’t need to say anything—its whining and rapidly wagging tail showed its excitent. If Mo Yan hadn’t disciplined it strictly after being knocked over several tis, it would have likely bowled her over again.
Before long, Yang Bao led the villagers assigned to clear the mountain to the construction site. They brought their own tools like sickles and hoes. Without much fuss, Mo Yan briefly addressed them and led the group to a nearby deserted mountain.
This mountain was the smallest of the three, spanning only about forty to fifty acres. It was precisely because Xiao Zhu had not delivered many seedlings that this area was more than sufficient to transplant a thousand seedlings.
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