Jiang Shuyue stepped down from the carriage, and Su Nan came to greet her. Seeing that Jiang Shuyue was safe and sound, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Lin Miaoshou led the officials quickly into the clinic to get the medicine.
Nangong Zeyue pulled Jiang Shuyue aside and asked, "Did the officials give you any trouble?"
"A food poisoning incident occurred at the academy, but thankfully all the students are safe and sound."
Seeing how nervous Nangong Zeyue was for them, Jiang Shu felt grateful.
Su Jin gave Su Nan a wink, and Su Nan quickly brought over a cup of tea: "Sister, you must be tired. Have some tea to soothe your throat."
As soon as Jiang Shuyue took the teacup, her mind was filled with the horrific scenes at the academy.
She didn't drink a drop, turned around and put the teacup down: "Nan Nan, I'm not thirsty. Young Master Nangong and I have something to do outside."
Jiang Shuyue went back to the courtyard to hitch up the carriage and came out. Nangong Zeyue jumped onto the carriage shaft with a flourish: "Miss Jiang, please sit in the carriage. How can I let you drive the carriage?"
Along the way, Jiang Shuyue told her about her plans.
Nangong Zeyue drove the carriage straight to the East Market.
The people buying and selling in the East Market had already dispersed, and only the general stores outside the market remained open.
Nangong Zeyue suggested, "It's okay if we're a day late. I'll come to the market to buy potatoes tomorrow morning."
Jiang Shuyue's eyes shone brightly as she looked at the grocery store: "Those who sell potatoes aren't necessarily farmers; they might be small vendors."
For farmers, it's not worthwhile to go to the city every day to sell just a little bit of vegetables.
Jiang Shuyue got off the carriage and went to the general store. After asking around, she actually found out some useful information.
The grocery store owner said that many vendors live in the alley behind the market, including some who resell vegetables.
Jiang Shuyue decided to try her luck.
The alley was too narrow for a horse-drawn carriage to pass through.
Nangong Zeyue handed the reins to Jiang Shuyue: "You wait here, I'll go in and take a look."
"If there is any stock, we will take as much as we can and have them delivered to the clinic as soon as possible."
A moment later, Nangong Ze returned with light steps.
He lifted his robe and sat on the carriage shaft: "Guess what?"
Jiang Shuyue: "..."
Her face was beaming with joy as she asked her to guess.
"Tell me! How many?"
Nangong Zeyue held up two fingers: "Not many, at least twenty carts."
"I just checked the goods, and they're the kind that's just starting to sprout, perfect for planting."
Nangong Zeyue lived with her master in Black Pool Valley. In addition to practicing martial arts, the disciples in Black Pool Valley also grew vegetables.
The two bought another cartload of sacks at the grocery store, and soon after returning to the clinic, a merchant delivered the goods.
Seeing the mountain of potatoes piled up in the backyard, Jiang Shuyue paid the money and asked the vendor to deliver them again the next day.
That night, the wind rustled the leaves outside the house.
Before midnight, a rumble of thunder sounded, and the night rain began. The pattering raindrops pattered on the leaves like a lullaby.
Sui Sui would run with Shui Sheng during the day, and even a few muffled claps of thunder couldn't wake him up.
After a good night's sleep, Jiang Shuyue handed the sleeping Sui Sui to Qiu Ju and went to the clinic alone.
She took a sack from the storeroom, and with a thought, the sack quickly swelled up.
In no time, the yard was filled with twice as many sacks.
The gray sky was still drizzling when she slipped into the space.
The sweet potato vines were already several feet long, so she picked up a sickle and cut a bunch of them.
Once outside the space, she focused her mind, and the sweet potato vines grew wildly, quickly covering the burlap sacks on the ground.
It turns out that as long as you make a little effort, you can harvest everything with just your willpower.
After finishing all this, Jiang Shuyue was about to go sit in front and take a nap.
"Bang bang bang..."
A knock came at the door.
Seeing that it was still dark and the drizzle was continuing, Jiang Shuyue quickly walked towards the back door.
"Young Master Nangong, is that you?"
"Miss Jiang, you've arrived very early."
Upon hearing the familiar voice, Jiang Shuyue opened the back door.
"Young Master Nangong is truly undeterred by wind or rain. The person who delivered the sweet potato vines just left, and you've already arrived."
Nangong Ze shielded Jiang Shuyue's head with his sleeve: "Go inside quickly, leave this to them."
Just as the two stepped back, more than ten strong and burly men walked in.
"Boss, are all the goods in this yard being moved out?" the man at the front asked.
Back under the eaves, Jiang Shuyue subtly retreated to a distance of two steps from Nangong Zeyue. The local customs here were more open than in the capital, so it was best for her to be careful.
"Put the potatoes at the bottom, and the sweet potato vines on top, so don't weigh them down."
After she finished speaking, she smiled at Nangong Zeyue: "I happened to run into a vendor selling seedlings yesterday, so I bought some. Last night, the weather was perfect, and the rain came at just the right time."
Half an hour later, Jiang Shuyue watched Nangong Zeyue leave with more than ten horse-drawn carts carrying goods.
For two consecutive days, Nangong Zeyue delivered seedlings and potatoes to the resettlement village for displaced people.
To prevent potato poisoning incidents, he specifically instructed the villagers that potatoes that had sprouted or turned green should not be eaten.
The news about Linjiang Academy had spread far and wide, and the villagers all knew about it.
With the rice and flour sent by Nangong Zeyue, the villagers were relieved of their urgent needs.
The local village head also obeyed the order issued by the King of Yannan, allocating land to the villagers and allowing them to cultivate the wasteland freely.
With the seedlings, the displaced people were able to cultivate the land in time and live in peace and contentment. They were extremely grateful to Nangong Zeyue.
Nangong Zeyue originally wanted to tell everyone that all these potatoes and seedlings were donated by Jishetang.
Remembering Jiang Shuyue's repeated warnings that a tall tree catches the wind and that being too prominent would attract jealousy, he really didn't dare to mention that Jishetang had also made a donation.
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