Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, and Keeping Busy With Life

"It doesn't matter. Now that I have money, I want to buy a house, and then buy some fields. I will be a well-behaved farmer in the future. I can't be an official, I can only be a farmer. What can I do without farming?"

"You're still young, can't you just live like this for the rest of your life?"

At this time, Qiao Mai's eyes flashed, "I thought about it, I will adopt a child in the future and let her take care of me for the elderly, and I dare not marry again. I am really afraid of being rubbed."

"There are still many good people in the world."

"Yeah, there are so many good people, I just met you, what about the other good people?"

"You have to go out and have a look. Look at the people who cheered for you that day. They are all people with conscience. You can't beat everyone to death with one stick."

"This matter is not urgent, we will talk about it when we meet the right one."

"Why don't sister be a matchmaker and tell you one?"

"No, I haven't been in the mood for years."

"Well, if you want to get married, just tell my sister, and I will promise you a good marriage."

Qiao Mai nodded with a smile, and after Mrs. Lu took the two daughters away, she went back to the house, sat cross-legged on the kang, and looked at the one thousand and fifty taels of silver in front of her.

In addition to the previous fifty taels, the current assets on the surface are one thousand one hundred taels of silver.

For a small courtyard like this, it costs two hundred taels or more.

Although this yard is good, it is not her taste. The house she wants has a large courtyard in front and a large courtyard in the back.

You can grow flowers and grass, practice martial arts, and use it as a square for children to run and play. If it is such a house, the thousand and one hundred taels of silver will definitely not be enough.

Now the two apprentices can leave their hands, and if she doesn't do it occasionally, it's enough for her to give pointers.

It's time to free up some hands and do something else.

There is an open space at the gate of Xiuzhuang, if you do something else, it should be fine.

There are basically no raw materials in the space, and they are all semi-finished or finished products, such as quick-frozen dumplings, sandwiches, and hamburgers in the freezer, all of which can be eaten after being heated in the microwave.

Including fish and so on, she ordered them ready-made in the restaurant, just for the convenience of eating.

There are a lot of instant noodles, ham sausage and the like.

Although there is a copy function in the space, she will not sell these things. After all, these things are new things here, and they are easy to attract the attention of others. Now she has no ability to protect herself.

She doesn't like attention, it's better to be an ordinary person who is inconspicuous in the crowd.

Looking at every item in the space, she was worried, and came to the refrigerator, which was full of some of her favorite fruits.

Dragon fruit, no! There is no such fruit here.

Apples, no, not in season.

Pears are no good, and it’s not in season yet. Oranges, cherries, and green mangoes are even worse, let alone bananas. Fruits from the south in ancient times couldn’t be transported to the north at all.

Plums, winter jujubes and so on are not good. It seems that only watermelon can be sold in this season of May.

On a hot day, setting up a beach to sell watermelons is not unreasonable, how about setting up a melon stand beside the official road?

She looked at the watermelons in the freezer with some embarrassment. There were only two of them in total, and it took a long time for one to appear. What if I couldn't keep up?

Her feet rubbed the floor involuntarily, rubbing and rubbing, her eyes looked towards the floor.

The house was built with the materials she brought in, and the floor was bought and laid by herself. She remembered that when she first entered the space, it was an acre of black soil.

Does having soil mean you can farm?

As soon as this idea popped up, she couldn't help getting excited again.

If so, if she ate the watermelon and planted the seeds, wouldn't she be able to harvest the watermelon?

Now that you think about it, just do it, don't say anything, move the whole house to the corner with your mind, and all the shelves will be double-layered, freeing up nearly half of the space.

She lifted up all the paved floors and looked at the dark ground. She squatted down, dug hard with her hands, and took the black soil under her nose to smell it.

No peculiar smell, really earthy taste.

Hearing that this kind of black soil is the most fertile, she didn't say anything, she was a practical person, and cut the Qilin melon in half in the freezer, and took a big spoon to dig it out and eat it.

The watermelon seeds inside were left behind and buried in the soil one by one. Visually, the land was four quarters in size.

It seems that the seeds need to be watered, and she takes out a bucket of mineral water in the space. Anyway, the space has the function of duplication, and her water will never run out.

After watering the four quarters of the ground, she held the watermelon in both hands while eating and watching.

Thinking about going to the beach tomorrow, if someone buys it, she will sell it, and if no one buys it, she will sit by the side and do embroidery work. She can't always sit at home, and be careful to lose touch with society.

I don't know when these seeds will germinate and how long it will take to produce watermelons. Anyway, before the watermelons grow, she can only cut the melons and sell them.

Qiao Mai ate a whole big watermelon before planting four quarters of the land, and her stomach was still full.

After returning to the freezer and watching the watermelon she ate was copied, she went back to the house with peace of mind and fell asleep with her daughter.

The next day, she went to the market first and found that no one was selling watermelons.

No matter, there is no one selling watermelons, and it happens that she is the only one.

She didn't say anything whether others asked or not, anyway, this melon must have been stolen.

When they came to the embroidery shop, shopkeeper Lu hurriedly got up and pulled her to sit down.

"Are you willing to come out?"

"I want to set up a stall in front of the shop? What do you think?"

"You don't want to be a hawker, do you?"

"Why not, idle is idle, and I shouldn't do embroidery work by mistake."

"What are you selling?"

"How about watermelon?"

"Is anyone buying it? That stuff is so expensive that only rich people can afford it. How can common people be willing to eat this?"

"I don't sell whole melons, I sell them separately. People can't afford whole melons. Eat a piece and try the head office. On a hot day, put the watermelon in the well, how cool will it be to quench your thirst?"

Shopkeeper Lu thought that the watermelon was sandy and sweet, so he swallowed and said.

"Let me tell you, I have seen this watermelon in Fucheng, and I have eaten it at my friend's place. It is usually a hundred yuan a catty. A watermelon is worth ten catties, and it is worth one or two. How many portions do you divide up?" ?”

"Cut it into smaller pieces, a piece sells for fifty cents,"

"Then what about the melon money you bought from other vendors?"

"It's expensive to sell from rich people, but it's definitely not expensive to sell mine. This is called small profits but quick turnover."

"What if it can't be sold?"

"A few of us ate it, and I'll think of another way."

Shopkeeper Lu saw that he couldn't persuade her, so he could only sigh, "All right, sister doesn't care about you, you can do whatever you want, anyway, you are rich now."

"My sister will prepare a long table and a chair for me. Then I will go to the county town and buy some melons. I will start setting up a stall tomorrow."

"Okay, big deal, let's eat by ourselves."

"Haha, don't worry, after earning so much money, it's still affordable to pay for a few watermelons."

The next day, Qiao Mai played with his daughter in the space for a while, put the child to sleep, and arrived at the Xiuzhuang with a big basket after three days. on the side of the road.

At this time, the sun was very strong, and the passers-by kept shouting that it was hot.

Qiao Mai took out a watermelon from the basket and placed it on the long table. He took out a clean cloth from the basket and wiped the watermelon clean. Then he took out a kitchen knife and cut the watermelon in half. come out.

"Sixteen pieces were cut, come here, sister, you take three pieces, and share with Xin'er and the others."

Shopkeeper Lu swallowed his saliva as he looked at the green-skinned and red-fleshed watermelon.

"Then take your light, and the child and I will try it first."

Qiao Mai stuffed three pieces of watermelon into her hand, and shopkeeper Lu took the watermelon, feeling very comfortable.

"Is it really cold?"

"Hurry up and take it back, the coolness will disappear after a while."

Shopkeeper Lu hurried back to the shop holding the watermelon, Qiao Mai cleared his throat, and the role of the peddler immediately got on his body.

"Watermelon, watermelon, sweet, juicy and refreshing watermelon for sale!"

"Watermelon, watermelon, ice cold watermelon for sale!"