Wang Yi glanced at her own space. She didn't have a bag to hold the food. This matter was too cumbersome. Whoever wanted to buy it had to do it himself.
The warehouse floor was already clean, free of dust and sand. Even the food that fell to the bottom could be eaten after washing.
Judging from the appearance, there should be about 10,000 kilograms of rice, each grain of which is crystal clear and white, and is definitely the best quality japonica rice.
Opening the warehouse on the right, there are two piles of potatoes and sweet potatoes covered with fresh soil.
After doing all this, Wang Yi thought about it and went to the backyard, releasing five yellow cattle and about ten goats.
I went back and asked someone to build a cattle pen here, and slaughtered a batch of cows every day and dried them to make beef jerky.
It doesn’t matter whether the oxen are working or not, as long as there are enough oxen in her cowshed, no one will pay attention if she says the cows died from walking in these chaotic times.
The Yunze Kingdom has been completely destroyed, and this place is outside the Jing Kingdom, so what is there to be afraid of?
After all, he had not told his sons about the food, so Wang Yi did not plan to ask others for help. He waited at the back door by himself. Hong Que had been waiting at the back door half an hour in advance.
"Sister Yi, we're here!"
"Well, pack it up. We'll weigh it while you're packing and settle the bill together."
"Oh, okay!"
Wang Yi sat in the shade, fanning himself with his eyes half closed, while Hong Que and a team of logistics soldiers began to pack food into bags.
In fact, Wang Yi continued to farm in the space and took the opportunity to deliver a few calves.
Hundreds of logistics soldiers arrived, and there were also a thousand elite guards. One after another, horse-drawn carriages lined up in rows and set off after being loaded with food.
The prince's accountant who was previously at the villa was also captured and forced to count the money.
Although the relationship between Wang Yi and Zheng Yeheng has progressed by leaps and bounds, Wang Yi is not soft-hearted when it comes to money. She is so old and has been tired for more than ten days, so of course she wants to make some money.
It was not until nightfall that the last bag of grain was completely harvested.
Wang Yi was awakened by Hong Que, and then he yawned and looked at him with a smile.
"Auntie, we took away a total of more than 20,030 kilograms of rice and 20,050 kilograms of potatoes and sweet potatoes. The price you and the prince agreed on is 1,100—"
"Let's make it a round sum. Don't worry about it later. Just give me 1,200 taels of silver."
"Okay! You can keep the silver. We don't need banknotes in this season."
Two soldiers brought a box filled with official silver, each weighing fifty taels.
At the same time, the tasks in Wang Yi's space were also marked as completed.
"Mission: Sell over 10,000 kilograms of land products within three days. Mission Reward: Double your permanent land, add tall grass to your pasture (unlimited harvesting of pasture grass), and 10 accelerated-ripening feed."
Her original one acre of land instantly grew into two acres. At the same time, a large area of lush, tall grass grew along the riverbank, and the cattle immediately flocked to that pasture. The grass would regrow after being eaten, growing at an incredibly fast rate, seemingly unstoppable.
At the same time, the derivative task of doubling the filial piety value was also completed. Her children must have completely moved into the farm. The 1314 filial piety points instantly doubled to 2628 points.
"Thank you for your hard work. You can leave tomorrow. Take these melons home and cut them up for yourself."
Only then did Hong Que see that behind the recliner where Wang Yi was sitting was a pile of watermelons. Each one was round and shiny, and looked like the best thin-skinned watermelons.
"Hey, thank you Sister Yi! I'll bring a few back to the prince! But we can't stay today, we have to go back quickly to report."
Wang Yi: “…”
Okay, you're on the right track.
Watching Hong Que and the others leave in the night, Wang Yi's mentality, which had been relaxed for a day, completely collapsed again.
Hong Que quickly chased after her for a few steps and wanted to listen to her instructions, but saw that Wang Yi paused for a long time and could not say a few words among the thousands of words she wanted to say.
Finally, he said:
"Ask the prince to send a message every few days."
…
"She is also thinking about me."
Zheng Yeheng was sitting in the tent eating a watermelon, with Hong Jiu and Hong Que standing on his left and Mo Naihe sitting on his right. After listening to Hong Que's narration, he grinned from ear to ear.
Yes, Mo Naihe left Qingdong City aside and ran over to serve as Zheng Yeheng's military advisor.
Now the city of Qingdong is deserted, with only the wife and the legal advisor left to look after the city affairs.
As long as Shengyun City was captured, Mo Naihe felt that he could give an explanation to his wife, because that was his wife's hometown.
"This watermelon has a thin, crispy, and sweet skin. It explodes with a light touch of a knife. It's truly the best variety I've ever seen! Delicious, delicious!"
Xu Deqing, the great general of the Dingyuan Army, was holding half a melon and chewing it. His beard was covered with red melon juice, and he looked completely disfigured.
"Eat less and you'll have a stomachache in the middle of the night. How will you be able to march tonight?"
"That's fine. The city is full of idiots. I, Xu Deqing, can just open my mouth and stand on the city gate, and they'll all fall to the ground without a single blow. Haha!"
When Zheng Yeheng mentioned the city gate tower, he suddenly looked at him and asked, "There are twenty-one forces in the city. Why have I only found nineteen of them recently? Where did the other one go?"
Mo Naihe was startled, wiped his hands on the towel beside him, picked up the list and looked at it: "Let me see."
He looked at them one by one, and sure enough, after counting for a long time, there were only nineteen teams.
"Did your Highness remember it wrongly?"
"Impossible. I arrived in Qingdong City three months in advance, so I did a good job."
"Oh no! Send troops to reinforce Qingdong City. I'm afraid someone will harass our city. Madam and Master are no match for the Yunze Nation's righteous army."
"...The farm is also somewhat dangerous. Hong Que and Hong Jiu, make another trip. If nothing goes wrong, leave 3,000 men each for Qingdong City and the farm."
"yes!"
…
"Sign in."
"Congratulations on acquiring the skill 'Light as a Swallow'. This skill complements 'Heavy Rain of Pear Blossom Needles' and is even more effective when used together."
Huh? It's not soil, fertilizer, or feed anymore.
Could it be that you think I have too much land?
Two acres of permanent land is a very large area in the space and is extremely pleasing to the eye.
Wang Yi directly learned the skill of being as light as a swallow, and appeared on the top of the wall the next second.
She turned sideways, stepped lightly, and flew onto the second-floor terrace.
This lightness skill is amazing!
With the combination of the Heavy Rain of Pear Blossom Needles and the Light Body Like a Swallow, Wang Yi is now like a loach, and ordinary people can't catch her.
At this moment, she looked down and saw someone hurriedly running towards her from the back door.
Moreover, he was covered in blood.
Wang Yi was stunned. Zhao Wu?
What's wrong with him?
"Wang Yi, please save Uncle Ping. He was seriously injured when he came out of the city today. I don't know what to do!"
"Uncle Ping is injured? Where is he?"
"Over at my iron stove."
Wang Yi pretended to pick up a box and said, "Come on, I'll grab the stuff!"
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