Chen Ji moved swiftly. Just after Mrs. Du left the study, he had dispatched two groups of people. One group headed south to Liu Yang Village, thousands of miles away, to gather information about the father and daughter of the Mo Family and their four mbers; the other, while Mrs. Du wasn’t paying attention, quietly took away all the servants who had accompanied her out for questioning...
Mo Yan, who was busy moving a full chest of gold into Space, had no idea that her family had caught soone’s attention. Gazing at the valuable items already piled up in several chests beneath the Jade Table, she clapped her hands with satisfaction.
Besides a chest of gold, there were five dium-sized wooden chests next to it, filled with silver ingots weighing ten taels each. Most of these ingots were the earnings of the rice shop over the past nine months, with the remainder being dividends from Mu’s Shop, money from selling dicinal herbs and wild goods, and so leftover silver from selling vegetables after building a house, amounting to almost eight thousand taels in total.
The remaining chests, large and small, mostly contained treasures, rare furs, and so precious fabrics that were not in use, all of which were the annual gifts sent by Xiao Ruiyuan last year.
Initially, Mo Yan intended to return the city’s worth of annual gifts sent by Xiao Ruiyuan. Later, after she and Xiao Ruiyuan developed that kind of relationship, she ntioned him taking them back the next ti they t.
However, Xiao Ruiyuan said nothing, simply staring at Mo Yan with those cold, piercing eyes. It was as if Mo Yan dared to ntion it again, ice spikes could shoot out the next mont and pierce several holes in her, scaring Mo Yan into imdiately closing her mouth. She truly didn’t have the courage to endure the severe consequences of provoking soone so overbearing!
But since she couldn’t return them and it didn’t feel right to explain to the straightforward Mo Qingze, nor did she want him to know about her relationship with Xiao Ruiyuan just yet, she hid everything in Space.
As long as she didn’t suffer the bad luck of her previous life, with Space getting formatted, there was no place safer than Space! Hiding all her possessions in Space, Mo Yan felt very reassured.
With an hour to go before dinner, Mo Yan picked up a sickle, ready to harvest the ripe rice, when she heard a knock on the door followed by Liyan’s voice, "Sister Yan, Old man Ding is looking for you, he seems very anxious!"
Old man Ding was a villager Mo Yan had hired to take care of the rice paddies in the lowland and terraced fields. He was very dependable, having managed the rice fields well and hardly needing Mo Yan to worry about them. Normally, he would only co to Mo Yan for silver to pay the labourers when it was ti to weed or exterminate pests.
Hearing this, Mo Yan imdiately put down the sickle, exited Space, opened the door and rushed forward, clearly worried about a potential problem with the rice in her fields. The rice would be harvestable in less than a month.
Indeed, Old Ding had co with news of a "problem" with the rice, but this "problem" was actually good news!
"Little boss, good news, great news, news as big as the sky! The rice in both the lowland and terraces has been filled with grains, just as you said, boss, each grain is plump. It’s a new breed, a high-yielding new breed." Seeing Mo Yan erge, Old Ding excitedly stood up, speaking incoherently with excitent.
Initially, he had been skeptical about planting the seedlings so far apart as per the little boss’s instructions for the new breed. To his surprise, they had indeed grown thickly. Had they not been spaced sufficiently, they might have suffocated just as the little boss had warned.
He had thought that would rely save so grain seeds, but to his amazent, when the rice started to head, the panicles turned out to be more than three tis longer than those of the old rice he had planted before fleeing from war. While everyone believed this new breed was extraordinary, he was still worried that the panicles wouldn’t fill properly during milking, resulting in many empty husks.
These days, he circled the fields daily, not daring to relax, dreaming that the panicles would fill completely. To his surprise, they had indeed filled up. He had ticulously inspected every plot and almost every panicle bore only three to five empty husks, aning the rice grains harvested from these panicles would be three tis more than the old variety. By his calculations, one mu of paddy field could yield at least a thousand pounds of rice, a record-breaking amount!
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