163 Travel 2

After looking around for a while, he only recognized Jin Luo and Wes, whom he often saw. A boy of about seventeen or eighteen, dressed in a dark top and carrying a large bundle of goods on his back, casually asked, "Which team is this? And what about the city guards and other escorts?"

Next to him, another man was carrying a load of fresh herbs. He was about fifty years old, with graying hair, patched clothes, and an old gourd hanging from his waist.

He stopped to rest and watch, wiping his sweat as he did so. Upon hearing this, he immediately whispered, "Don't ask such questions. Pay attention next time. This is the family of Lord He from the market traveling. Did you see the color of the carriage?"

There's a touch of red lacquer on it, carved with a phoenix, and the curtain is the same color as the real thing—not black, understand? Lord He at this market is kind-hearted; you should be more careful in the future and avoid offending him.

In previous years, people would pay for our common medicinal herbs by the bag, but now they're sold by weight, you know? Otherwise, why would your family be thinking of getting you married this year now that you have money?

Upon hearing the word "marriage," the young man blushed and said shyly, "My family is so poor, who would marry me? If I could settle down at the market, maybe someone would be willing to give themselves to me."

He then asked, "I heard the market is recruiting recently, I wonder if someone like me could give it a try!"

Upon hearing this, the old man suggested, "After you sell the herbs, hurry and ask around. I remember my third nephew's friend was in jail; I'll take you there to inquire later."

The boy quickly expressed his gratitude.

Wei Lan rarely went out, occasionally peeking at the market from behind the carriage. She never imagined that the market would grow so large in such a short time.

She murmured involuntarily, "When I first came here, there was only one street. I never imagined there would be so many people here now!"

Yun Su was also very curious and asked in a low voice, "Sister, could you tell me what it was like back then? I'm not very clear about it. What was Shen Lang like before? This should be where Shen Lang first started, right?"

Wei Lan blushed slightly, then began to explain. Yun Su listened with deep emotion.

Piaomiaoyue, Wei Qinghui, and the other girls listened to the sounds on the road and the development of the market. They could sense a hint of prosperity.

The carriage soon came to a stop, and the group arrived at a patch of fertile land. There were several pavilions there to shelter them from the rain, and a river flowed beside the pavilions. Next to the pavilions was a simple stone stove with a large iron pot boiling water on it.

The stones were charred black, clearly indicating that water was frequently boiled inside. Several farmers, dressed in shirts, were waiting for hot water and taking a break.

In the land, the oats have ripened. Oats are a type of wheat grown on the border, but the yield is low, although they sell well. Many merchants from the south are willing to come and buy them. It is said that the cities in the south now mainly grow rice.

Oats need to be harvested daily when they ripen, otherwise wild animals and birds will also enjoy eating them. Furthermore, they cannot be cut down completely at once, as that would be a waste.

Therefore, oats sell very well in the south, and I don't think I've heard of wheat being sold there.

After the group got out of the car, Old Weng stepped forward and said, "This way, please." A neat and tidy field had already been cultivated.

At that moment, the sound of slow hooves approached, and a man came, tanned dark, thin, dressed in all black, wearing a straw hat, looking every bit like a farmer, but full of energy.

Tu Fanghua stepped forward and called out urgently, "Brother!"

The person who came down to them was Tuzawa. He was overjoyed to see his sister. Seeing her rosy complexion and happy face, he was delighted.

He stepped forward, bowed to the other women, and said, 'Greetings, ladies.'

Then he bowed slightly and smiled at Old Man Weng, Wesley, Jin Luo, and the others, clearly very familiar with them. He went to his sister's side and whispered, "How have you been lately, little sister? Is there anything you need? Your brother will get it for you!"

Tu Fanghua nodded happily and said, "Thank you, brother. No need at all. All the sisters have been so kind to me. Seeing you treat me this way makes me feel at ease."

Tsuchiya smiled and said nothing more. This wasn't the time for conversation. Seeing that his sister was doing well brought him peace of mind. He had also learned some things about his sister from Kim Roves, which put his mind at ease.

Rou Rou and the other women followed Old Man Weng to the fertile fields. The women were all looking forward to it, as this crop must have some special characteristics.

Rou Rou's heart stirred, and a large sweet potato appeared in her hand from her spatial ring. She held it very skillfully, and then a jade shovel appeared in her hand. It looked like it had a shimmering light on it in addition to its jade quality.

No one disturbed them. Old Man Weng, Wei Si, Jin Luo, and the others didn't know the specifics of the matter; they had only been informed by Yun Su that morning that they would be coming to Liangtian today. So, they went along.

Furthermore, the three of them were not very familiar with Wanqing and Rourou, but that was not important. As long as they were family members of adults, they had to be careful about their safety.

Rou Rou skillfully planted four sweet potatoes in the fertile field. Then, she took out a wooden bucket of water from her spatial ring, clearly prepared beforehand, and poured a drop of spiritual liquid from the jade bottle into it. She then gently scooped up a ladleful of water with her gourd ladle and watered all four sweet potatoes.

After waiting for a while, a gentle breeze came, as it seemed that there was always a breeze by the river. The sun was covered by dark clouds, and it felt incredibly cool at this moment.

"Eh!" Old Man Weng sighed softly. Wes, Jinluo, and Tuzhe also sighed, their eyes filled with disbelief. They all knew a bit about farming, and Jinluo, Old Man Weng, and Wes were very familiar with it.

Old Weng exclaimed in disbelief, rubbing his eyes, "It really sprouted!"

As soon as I finished speaking, more and more buds sprouted. One seed probably had about thirty buds, and then they grew rapidly.

While the women were wondering about this, the sprout quickly grew into a vine about three feet long, with a long leaf every half foot or so.

Rou Rou skillfully and quickly cut the vines, severing them in the middle of every other leaf. Then she swiftly planted the vines in the ground, her jade shovel moving with lightning speed as she nimbly swung it.

Soon, even Elder Weng and Jin Luo could no longer see the figure clearly, while Wei Si could barely make it out. The group all sighed inwardly, "So this is also a cultivator." Then they quickly came to terms with it.

Watching Rou Rou skillfully replant all the sweet potato vines, then scoop a ladle of water and water each vine, she came to the group of women.

Everyone waited patiently in silence. Half an hour passed.

In a miraculous turn of events, these cuttings of sweet potato vines began to grow rapidly, reaching a length of about three feet.