Too much is as bad as too little
Once you enter the space, it’s like looking at the universe in microcosm from a God’s perspective.
The space is not just a small square waiting to be expanded.
It is like a world that touches the universe directly, with no tall buildings and no bustling voices. The sky and the ground are tangent to each other, with only a lifeless sphere as the center.
A round, hot ball of light fell on it and orbited around the sphere, simulating the path of the sun.
The upper right corner of the space displays the current temperature, the time and weather of the day.
Song Tiaotiao watched for a while, and finally understood the rules of space operation.
She began to practice using her mind to place whatever she wanted into the space.
"As long as you fix your gaze on a certain place, it will be placed there as you wish."
Following the system's instructions, Song Tiaotiao placed a small flower in her hand on a piece of land.
In comparison, this little flower, in terms of the surface area of space, is like a pixel block in the survival game that Song Tiaotiao used to play.
Although small and unknown, it has given this land an emotional color unique to Song Tiaotiao.
Seeing this, Song Tiaotiao's eyes were full of sexual interest, and she tried everything she could think of.
From time to time, the ball of light suspended above the space gradually fell to the west.
The slightly dazzling white background finally turned into dusk as the sun set.
When Song Tiaotiao moved the items into the space again, the sun and moon had changed, and the stars had moved.
The bright moon hangs high in the sky and the stars shine brightly.
Song Tiaotiao looked at the scene in front of her, and even her breathing became slower.
It is like seeing the universe with the naked eye without using a telescope.
Shocked, Song Tiaotiao suddenly had an epiphany.
If one day, she could enter the space as described in the novel and look up at the vast starry sky with her own eyes, the thrill of viewing the universe would surely be unforgettable for her.
After becoming proficient in applying spatial skills, Song Tiaotiao returned to the real world.
Although no one mentioned the drought on the surface, as time went on, people in Songbai Village were already in panic.
The long-awaited rain did not arrive, and the water level of the Songbai River even gradually dropped as the sun shone for too long.
There are also strangers who come from time to time to collect grain.
Speaking of the originally fertile land in their village, it has now been cracked by the scorching sun, and the newly planted seedlings have all crawled among the fields, and all the farmers are suffering.
Under such circumstances, prices in Songbai Village soared, and every household became worried and uninterested in farming, and began to hoard water and grain.
In such an atmosphere, the respected old scholars in the village, as well as those who are well versed in destiny, all gather at the village chief's house every day to discuss how to appease the people.
Just when the discussions were fruitless, the whole village began to intensively prepare disaster prevention measures.
It was as if a god really appeared in the sky, heard the people's painful prayers, and a soft drizzle fell.
Although there is no heavy rain, it can thoroughly moisten the land and fundamentally resolve the urgent problem.
But the villagers are like wilted seedlings in the fields. Thanks to the gift of nature, they have been relieved of their worries and have been reborn.
It was also because of this rain that Songbai Village gradually restored its original order.
But the recovery of prices will not happen overnight.
Because every household had spent a large amount of their savings during the grain hoarding period, their normal entertainment spending was naturally not as much as before.
In this situation, Song Tiaotiao's food shop business is not only more prosperous than before, but is even praised by the village chief as a righteous shop, and he presented a big red silk flower to be hung high above the plaque.
This is because the prices at Song Tiaotiao Food Store have remained the same from the beginning to the end and have never been adjusted.
It is said that the tallest tree catches the most wind. When the prices of your peers are all at the same level, if you price your products below the market price, your peers may regard it as malicious competition and secretly exclude you.
But Songbai Village is originally a small area, and people run small businesses on their own. She would rather suffer losses, and others have no intention of caring about her. There are not so many conflicts of interest in the world of fame and fortune.
Now, the family's food, clothing, housing and transportation problems have been solved, and Lin Dong is no longer a monster that threatens Song Tiaotiao's life.
In this way, every day will be more tiring than before.
But the reputation of Tiaotiao Food Store was built on word of mouth from diners.
The economy is in recession now, and diners are also struggling financially. She feels that helping each other overcome difficulties is a way to live up to her conscience.
Moreover, from the perspective of profit, this operation can be regarded as a model of small profits but quick turnover. In this way, you can also earn an invisible reputation effect, so why not do it?
The drought in the village seemed to have subsided. The anxiety-induced restlessness on everyone's face had faded, and their former calm and serene demeanor had returned.
In the past few days, the old scholar in the village has taken the lead in leading the villagers to survey the land, and those who are well versed in destiny also said that although the signs are bumpy, the result will eventually be good.
Hearing the old man's words, everyone laughed and sighed that they had escaped danger. Thinking that the difficulties were over, they felt at ease.
While Song Tiaotiao felt relieved, she was also wary of this force majeure factor.
Let’s put aside the disaster relief methods we learned previously for now.
She carefully recalled the disaster plot in the book, and vaguely remembered that there seemed to be an epidemic after the book.
Although the epidemic was briefly mentioned in the book, the epidemic, which originally started in a village in the northern border, almost spread to the entire northern border because the court had long shelved disaster relief.
By the end of the development, the northern border was full of starving people and the people were living in dire straits.
This incident vividly demonstrated the corruption and stupidity of the imperial court.
Thinking of this, Song Tiaotiao took time out of his busy schedule to systematically search for many herbal prescriptions and recorded the common diseases and some difficult and complicated diseases in ancient times.
Then he went to the mall, compared the prescriptions one by one, and bought a lot of herbs and their seeds. Under the guidance of the system, he put together a simple small operating table and placed it in the small shed in the farm.
Every day when the food shop closes, Song Tiaotiao returns to the small farm immediately and plants the herbs and seeds in sections according to their functions and medicinal effects.
Although there are ready-made herbs for sale in the mall.
But Song Tiaotiao always wanted to personally experience the entire process from planting to harvesting through her own efforts.
Ultimately, she wants to identify the best breeding methods and popularize them.
Just like a mother, leave something to this world.
After tidying up the farmland every day, in her spare time, Song Tiaotiao would observe the growth of crops while studying the extraction of medicinal herbs at the operating table.
Practice the operation procedures mentioned in the prescription one by one.
Song Tiaotiao recorded the results of each experiment in a book, and while eliminating side effects, she tried her best to achieve a multiplying effect next time.
Under the awning, Song Tiaotiao gently wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve.
I don’t know if it’s because of the natural change of seasons, or because it’s been a long time since the last rain.
The weather has become increasingly dry and hot recently, so hot that people who stay outdoors for a long time will feel a little restless and irritable.
After much thought, Song Tiaotiao sealed the extracted reagents in space.
Then she walked out of the shed and, following the old method, squatted down and looked at the stream beside the farmland.
The water was so clear that you could see the bottom, and occasionally a few fish shadows would pass by. The more Song Tiaotiao looked, the happier she became. The burning feeling in her heart also gained a sense of calmness and coolness.
However, when Song Tiaotiao looked down at the water level, it was once again lower than the mark she had marked last time.
She frowned slightly and looked up at where the sun was setting.
The fiery red sun, as always, is shining upon the world and dispersing the dusk.
From warm to hot, from moist to cracked, from surging to stranded.
As the saying goes, too much is as bad as too little.
This red sun has been shining high in the sky for several days since the rain that eliminated our vigilance.
Is the hardship of the drought really over, or is it just the beginning?
In the kitchen of the food store, Jin Zhenjiao was helping Song Tiaotiao while chatting about family matters.
"As the saying goes, it rains heavily during the Qingming Festival. This year, the Dragon King is really stingy."
Song Tiaotiao's eyes flickered slightly: "Speaking of this, Sister Zhenjiao, do you know if those old gentlemen in the village who are proficient in destiny have calculated any new celestial phenomena?"
Hearing this, Jin Zhenjiao chuckled, "You, could it be that you actually believed their words? They say that the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed, especially when they are so unpredictable. They can only give a rough estimate of the hexagram they ask for. Furthermore, they haven't practiced deeply and have little experience in this way. Most of what they say is just to appease the people and give them the peace of mind they desire."
Song Tiaotiao frowned, "This...if everyone believes what they say like I do, then when disaster strikes, won't we all be powerless to turn back?"
Jin Zhenjiao's eyes flickered as she shook her head. "That wouldn't be the case. The village has seemed calm these past few days, but in reality... they've been secretly communicating with the Jin family and other well-established families, hoping they'll lend a hand. In short, everything that's surfaced right now is just to show you. Thankfully, there are still people in the village working hard for disaster relief, and they're not like other places, fooling themselves and leaving everything to fate."
Hearing this, Song Tiaotiao breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing this, Jin Zhenjiao patted her shoulder gently and changed the subject with a smile, "By the way, Tiaotiao, Gu Chengjue has recently been promoted in the military. I think he will have more opportunities to leave the camp in the future. If you get news of his return, please let us know. We all want to celebrate for him."
Song Tiaotiao smiled and nodded. Just as she said hello, she heard the guest calling her from outside the door again.
Jin Zhenjiao shook her head and smiled, then walked out of the kitchen carrying the dishes.
On the Qingming Festival, Gu Chengjue did not return as promised as mentioned in the letter home.
Looking at the twinkling stars in front of her, Zhao's beautiful eyes were filled with tears.
When she closed her eyes, she recalled the peaceful and grandeur of the Ning Palace in the past. But when she opened her eyes, she saw the familiar yet unfamiliar scene before her, and the sadness of the Ning Palace's destruction gradually emerged before her.
Although she was crying silently, the melancholy and sorrow in her eyes were like a collapsed river embankment, making everyone feel her grief.
Song Tiaotiao heard Zhao calling Prince Ning's name softly over and over again, with a look of pity in her eyes.
She stood beside Zhao, supporting the tearful person and whispering comfort to her, while observing Bo Shuang's situation out of the corner of her eye.
On the other side, Bo Shuang held Gu Zhao's shoulders, her eyes still filled with tears, gradually turning from sorrow to emptiness.
She did not prepare any sacrificial matters for Gu Chenglang.
She wanted to see him alive, or his body dead. Since there was no definite news, she was willing to be a fool, believing that he would return one day...
The family originally thought that Gu Chengjue did not return home during the Qingming Festival because something happened on the way and delayed his journey.
But as time went by, Gu Chengjue had not returned and there was no news from him. Everyone was tormented and felt uneasy.
Outside the food shop, Song Tiaotiao sat on a wooden bench in front of the door, mixing herbal tea in her hands, looking towards the north from time to time.
Seeing this, Jin Zhenjiao hesitated and asked, "Tiaotiao, tomorrow is the Shangsi Festival. Is there any news from Gu Chengjue yet?"
Song Tiaotiao's movements paused and she nodded slightly.
Jin Zhenjiao frowned slightly: "If that doesn't work, I'll ask Huai'an to ask in the army..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of horse hooves coming from the north, coming closer and closer.
Both of their eyes followed the sound.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, I saw a tall young man riding a tall horse, looking heroic and smiling.
When he saw Song Tiaotiao looking at him with eyes as bright as stars and full of joy, the smile in Gu Chengjue's eyes became deeper.
He was full of vigor and jumped off his horse, shouting loudly: "Tiaotiao, I'm back!"
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