This place will be her fields from now on! Vegetable fields, melon fields, fruit fields, medicinal herb fields—she will plant everything that can be eaten or used.

Looking at the state of Ye Lingyu's family, they were so poor they didn't even have rats. She couldn't possibly take Ye Lingyu to live in that dilapidated house after having such a cheat code, could she?

After collecting the useless decorative items, Cheng Qingyan looked at the large empty plot of land, tapped his hand, and planted rice on the entire plot with a single click.

These will soon be turned into rice and stored in a warehouse.

Rice, wheat, and corn, the main grains, all have the same ripening cycle, which is about half a month.

If I remember correctly, the ripening period for fruits and vegetables is shorter; they can be harvested in about a week.

However, the growth cycle of those medicinal herbs will be much longer after planting.

There are also shorter periods, but she didn't plant them.

The ginseng in the medicinal herb field is still the same ginseng she planted before. She originally wanted to plant it to see what the effects of thousand-year-old ginseng were, but now she can't remember how long these ginseng plants have been planted.

I planted it around the time I started playing this game, and I've never harvested it.

There was a hidden quest before, which involved watching these ginseng roots grow freely, and it was said that they would eventually grow into a mysterious gift.

Sigh, why isn't there a gold mine? That way she could have a mine at home, hire a hundred people to serve her, and be the kind of useless person who doesn't even have to walk on her own!

How wonderful!

They harvested more than a dozen ginseng plants and replanted new ginseng seeds.

These ginseng roots that we collected are already labeled as thousand-year-old ginseng. I wonder how much they could fetch if we took them to town.

When I came out of the space, I didn't know what time it was.

Here, no one moves around outside after dark. It seems to be the norm that everyone goes to sleep after dark, with no entertainment whatsoever.

How could she, a modern-day night owl, possibly fall asleep?

Fortunately, she managed to kill some time in the space; otherwise, she would have been left with nothing but emptiness even while lying there.

After all, she had already taken a nap in the afternoon, so she didn't need to sleep much more. She wasn't one of those corporate slaves tormented by work.

Cheng Qingyan, in modern times, is a young heir who inherited a fortune of hundreds of millions.

All she thinks about every day is how to spend money, and she even has a few people around her who are hired to play games with her.

Suddenly having free time was really hard for her to adjust to.

Lying on the straw mat, looking at the hole in the roof, I couldn't help but wonder if the thatch had been blown away by the wind.

After all, she had studied Du Fu's poem, "The August wind can blow away the thatch from the roof." She just never imagined that she would actually live in a house without a thatched roof.

She's better off than Lao Du; she hasn't noticed the room is damp yet, and it hasn't rained.

The stars in the sky twinkled, one, two, three, four.

In modern society, you have to go to the countryside to see such a sky full of stars. Don't ask her how she knows these things; she just went there specifically to see them.

Looking at the stars peeking through the holes in the roof, Cheng Qingyan couldn't help but think that this could be considered a starry sky room.

If she hadn't been woken up by the cold in the middle of the night, and hadn't had no other choice but to take the blanket from her luxurious bed in her spatial storage, she could say she slept fairly well.

Perhaps Ye Lingyu was still somewhat reserved, because this time she didn't go directly into her room or call out to her.

When she woke up, put away the blankets, and went outside, she discovered that Ye Lingyu was not actually at home.

I glanced at the time on the space panel; it was 9:30 in the morning. Thank goodness, I didn't sleep until the afternoon.

Where did Ye Lingyu go so early?

I'm a little hungry, and I don't know if there's anything to eat in the kitchen.

Their kitchen was drafty and didn't even have a stove.

It was simply propped up with a few sticks, a small pit was dug in the ground, and some gravel was piled on top. A kettle hung on the tripod, but the pot from yesterday's cooking was nowhere to be found.

After returning to the house, she went to check the rice container. The eggs were still there, the rice was still there, but the rice container...

Ye Lingyu had surrounded the rice jar with straw and twigs at some point.

She was squatting on the ground, studying why the rice jar was covered up—was it to keep out mice or mosquitoes?

Ye Lingyu returned from outside, carrying a small, tattered basket on her arm. Her clothes were still patched, and her face was still dirty.

Did she go out without washing her face?

Feeling rather awkward... Cheng Qingyan shyly looked away.

"What are you doing squatting here? Is there no rice left?" Ye Lingyu subconsciously opened the lid of the rice jar before she could speak.

Then I breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, it was still there.

The rice is still there, and the eggs are still there.

"I'm wondering why you covered the rice jar. Is it to keep out the mice?"

Ye Lingyu pointed to her family's dilapidated gate and the crumbling wall that she could easily step over: "That place can't keep people out."

Cheng Qingyan suddenly realized, and then asked a stupid question: "So they can't just come to my house and rob me, can they?"

Ye Lingyu looked up at her: "You... don't you remember? You borrowed a lot of money and grain from the villagers. If they knew we still had rice to eat, this jar would probably be gone too."

Huh? Was the original owner really this inhuman? She even owed money to others. It's like inheriting someone else's body and having to inherit their debts too.

Feeling guilty, Cheng Qingyan quickly restored the straw she had pulled apart to its original state: "Then it really needs to be covered up, covered up properly."

"By the way, where did you go so early in the morning? Why didn't you sleep a little longer? This weather is perfect for sleeping."

Ye Lingyu put down the basket in her hand, and Cheng Qingyan noticed that it was full of green things, like vegetables, but she didn't recognize them.

"I couldn't sleep, so I went up the mountain to dig up some wild vegetables. I had a good haul today, so I brought you something nice."

Ye Lingyu took the wild vegetables out of the basket, and underneath them appeared a dozen or so small raspberries that looked like strawberries. They lay on the large green leaves, looking particularly tempting.

Cheng Qingyan's eyes lit up: "Wow, it's raspberries!"

I popped one into my mouth; it was sweet and sour, and quite delicious.

Ye Lingyu's face unconsciously broke into a smile; a few wild fruits had actually made her so happy.

From yesterday until now, the time I smiled the most was when I was eating rice and fruit.

There was no well in their yard, so Ye Lingyu had to fetch water from the river every time she needed it.

She placed the raspberries in Cheng Qingyan's hands, then picked up the bucket and basket and went out.

As Cheng Qingyan watched her retreating figure, he felt a sense of déjà vu.

It's just like that love-struck guy who's been digging for wild vegetables for eighteen years.

Tsk tsk tsk, that's so tragic, so tragic.

He casually put the raspberries into his spatial storage and followed Ye Lingyu's figure out of there.