After breakfast, Jiang Shuyun took the book she had copied and took a bus to the county town.

Today, since Mu Yi'an wasn't cooking, she could sleep in a little longer and didn't get up to see Jiang Shuyun off.

When it was time to get up, Mu Yi'an woke up naturally.

Every morning without fail, the routine is to milk the goats.

Now, Mu Yi'an not only feeds her two older children goat milk, but also gives Chu Yue some occasionally so she can get used to the taste. At six months old, the nutritional value of breast milk is gradually decreasing, and the baby's appetite is growing, making it a little insufficient.

Since she already has goat milk, Mu Yi'an plans to introduce complementary foods at eight months. The main issue is that it's really inconvenient right now; there aren't any readily available complementary foods like baby rice cereal, small noodles, farfalle pasta, or vegetable and fruit purees…

The morning goat milk is a fixed amount, just enough for them. Because Brother Jiang insisted, Sister-in-law Jiang also bought a ewe, which had just given birth.

Mu Yi'an didn't hide anything and told Jiang Dasao how to boil goat milk. As for helping with milking and boiling goat milk, sorry, she didn't have time.

Now, all three families are responsible for their own affairs, and Li Qiuniang has learned how to do it, so she no longer troubles Mu Yi'an.

The day passed slowly, and when Jiang Zhonglin returned, it was just time for dinner.

"Mother, this is the money for copying books."

Jiang Shuyun handed her mother a money bag containing eight hundred coins.

Jiang Shuyun sold two books and earned two taels of silver. According to regulations, she had to hand over 40% to the public treasury.

"There's so much to it, don't just focus on copying books, you should read more books too."

Jiang's mother took the money bag; it contained quite a lot of money.

"I understand, Mother."

Sister-in-law Jiang stared at the money pouch in her mother's hand, calculating how much more money had come in from the public coffers. Since they, as the eldest branch of the family, would be living with their parents from now on, they would receive the majority of the money.

Jiang's mother sighed inwardly once again, thinking, "My eldest daughter-in-law's obsession with money is really something else!"

After dinner, everyone went their separate ways.

"Yi'an, here's the remaining money for copying books. Keep it."

"Two books and two taels of silver, that's considered a high salary in this era, isn't it?"

"It's not low. I've been writing this for seven or eight days, and I've spent a lot of time on it every day. I'll copy the Four Books and Five Classics faster so I can familiarize myself with them better. But I can't do it so quickly with the laws; I'll have to study harder."

Jiang Shuyun is currently in the stage of integrating memories. He needs to master the original owner's knowledge as soon as possible and make it his own. Otherwise, what will he use to take the imperial examination?

"Okay, you can proceed according to the plan. I'll go check on the actual situation in the fields tomorrow and then make further plans."

They've been here for almost a month, and they're both trying to adapt.

The next day, Mu Yi'an entrusted the child to her mother-in-law and went to check on her land with Jiang Zhonglin.

We went to the dry land first, which is in Jiangjia Village. The location is okay, right by the roadside on the way to the town.

"This is the place, fifteen acres of land, which was rented to my third uncle's family."

Jiang Shuyun had relevant memories in his mind. No matter how focused he was on his studies, he still had to pay attention to these things.

The field is planted with corn. Well, the soil is well-maintained; at least there aren't too many weeds. It's just that the corn cobs aren't very good. Most plants only have one cob; two are quite rare.

Mu Yi'an squatted down, grabbed a handful of soil, smelled it, then pulled up a weed, examined its roots—they weren't very developed. The soil lacked fertility; this was something Mu Yi'an could tell.

We don't have sophisticated instruments here, so we can't measure the specific composition of the soil. Oh well, let's leave it at that for now. After this crop is harvested, we'll plant soybeans next time to rotate crops. The rhizobia in the root nodules of soybeans have nitrogen-fixing properties, converting atmospheric nitrogen into nitrogen-containing compounds and increasing soil fertility.

Mu Yi'an also wants to try planting some cash crops on these fifteen acres of land to increase her income.

"So, can you tell anything?"

Jiang Shuyun watched Mu Yi'an sniffing and digging at the soil, but he couldn't tell what was going on.

"The soil is not fertile enough, so we plant soybeans after the autumn harvest to improve its condition. I don't know what cash crops are available now. Are there any watermelons or cantaloupes? What fruits are there? Besides the common apples and pears, I really don't remember anything."

"We have watermelons, but they're not very big, and there aren't many of them, so they're not cheap."

Jiang Shuyun recalled that the teacher at the county school had once received a watermelon, just the most common kind with a striped rind. The original owner of this body was fortunate enough to get a small slice, tasted it, and found it to be just so-so.

"Really? Does that mean I can grow watermelons? That should bring in a good income."

"Next time I go to the county town, I'll go see the Master and ask him about it. Even if we want to plant, it's too late this year; we'll probably have to wait until next spring."

Jiang Shuyun had once thought that after he retired, he would find a place to live a pastoral life, like Tao Yuanming, picking chrysanthemums by the eastern fence and leisurely gazing at the southern mountains. Unexpectedly, his wish was about to come true here.

"No rush, planting has seasons, we can't go against the seasons."

Mu Yi'an can remain calm; things need to be sorted out little by little, and food needs to be eaten one bite at a time.

After inspecting the dry land, the two strolled slowly toward the town, where her twenty acres of paddy fields weren't far away.

"Shuyun, what are you doing?"

"Third Uncle, my wife and I are here to see how the crops are growing this year."

My third uncle was busy working in the paddy field.

"The weather has been good this year. Look at these rice ears; they are heavier than in previous years, so the yield should be better than in previous years."

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