[Ding! A rare-level lottery draw has begun. Would you like to choose quantity or quality?]
"Quantity matters, high quality is useless."
Sun Jian generously used one of the rare lottery draws, since he had already used the two ordinary draws before and after treating the county magistrate's wife.
It's a bit of a loss to use rare farm tools, but if we don't use them right now, there's really no way to solve the problem of iron farm tools.
We can't possibly spend time smelting iron now, can we?
[Congratulations, host, you have obtained 100 sets of various refined iron farming tools, which have been placed in your inventory.]
"Use the rare-level lottery again, specifying the range as grain seeds and vegetable seeds, and select the quantity again."
[Ding! Congratulations, host! You have obtained 100 large bags of various high-quality grain seeds and premium organic vegetable seeds, which have been placed in your inventory.]
[Items from the system's lucky draw can be stored indefinitely!]
After getting the result he wanted, Sun Jian closed the system page. He didn't plan to use the seeds for the time being; he would leave them until after harvesting the two batches of potatoes and solving the food shortage problem before planting them.
Sun Jian directly selected 10 sets of iron shovels, 10 sets of iron rakes, 10 sets of hoes, and 5 sets of iron plows from his backpack.
After everything was settled, Sun Jian called the three women and Old Jiang into the house.
When everyone saw that so many exquisite iron farm tools had suddenly appeared in the house, they were once again shocked.
"This...this..."
Old Jiang, in particular, gasped and stammered "this" several times in a row.
He lovingly stroked the various iron farm tools, glancing at Sun Jian one moment and then at the tools the next, his mouth never closing the entire time.
"How did you do all this? Did it just appear out of thin air?"
Sun Jian put his hands on his chest and said, "Don't worry about how I did it, and don't ask. The only thing to know is that I know magic."
Chu Qingcheng and the others exchanged bewildered glances. They were now almost certain that their husband was no ordinary person, nor was he a magician; he was definitely a celestial being descended to earth, because a demon couldn't possibly be this poor…
Their husbands were practically omnipotent, because they were so often shocked that they would only be surprised for a short while before accepting it.
"I won't waste any more time on small talk. I'm handing these things over to you, and I'm entrusting this matter to you as well."
"After it's done, you'll get 30% of all the production."
"I'll wait for the results in a month."
Sun Jian smiled and patted Old Jiang on the shoulder again.
Old Jiang pinched his own flesh hard, and only after feeling the pain did he realize that this was not a dream.
He now sees Sun Jian as if he were the local earth god. He no longer worries about whether Sun Jian possesses magical powers or not, because worrying about it is pointless.
If Sun Jian really did possess magical powers, then the claim of reaping a harvest in a month is most likely true!
Wouldn't that mean I'd become rich?
Having finally accepted everything before him, Old Jiang started moving his farm tools out of the yard without saying a word.
With the food shortage problem resolved and the issues of various vegetables and nutritional balance no longer a challenge, Sun Jian planned to rest for a few days before starting to prepare for his next steps.
Little did they know that fame is a double-edged sword. In those years of constant warfare and famine, even if they hung up a plaque proclaiming themselves "Family of Heroes," they could keep out refugees and displaced people, but they couldn't keep out bandits and outlaws.
That night, Sun Jian was flirting with the three women to deepen their relationship when, unaware of the crackling sounds coming from the courtyard outside.
"Husband, it seems like someone is there..."
Gu Zijian immediately sensed that something was wrong.
That sound wasn't a stray cat darting over the wall at all; it sounded more like someone had climbed over into the yard.
But who could it be so late?
"Could it be that starving people have come to our house looking for food?" Zhou Wan'er asked timidly.
"impossible."
"It's so late, what starving person would dare to look for food like this? Besides, our courtyard wall is so high, how could a starving person have the strength to climb up it?"
Sun Jian, however, calmly analyzed the situation.
“My husband is right. Anyone sneaking in at night, climbing over the wall, is either a thief or a bandit,” Gu Zijian said calmly.
"ah……"
Upon hearing that they were thieves or bandits, Chu Qingcheng covered her mouth in fright and quickly hugged Sun Jian, while Zhou Wan'er was no better off.
Of the three of them, Gu Zijian seemed the most composed.
The once lively room suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere became tense.
"I'll go take a look."
Gu Zijian gently picked up her sword from the table, intending to go to the courtyard to check, but Sun Jian grabbed her hand.
"It's too dangerous, let me go."
Those few simple words were like a warm current flowing into Gu Zijian's heart. While she was still in a daze, Sun Jian had already pushed open the door.
Before he could even check the situation inside the courtyard, a sharp dagger whistled through the air and hurtled straight toward Sun Jian's face.
The dagger was too close and too fast; there was simply no time to dodge.
Sun Jian could only instinctively turn his head, letting the dagger graz his cheek.
"Sizzle."
The sharp dagger sliced through his side of the neck, and blood gushed out instantly.
The person holding the knife was dressed in black and masked, making it impossible to identify him.
Sun Jian felt a chill on the side of his neck, followed by intense pain that surged into his brain.
Fortunately, it was just a superficial injury and nothing serious.
"Holy crap!"
Seeing an opening in the attack, Sun Jian reacted quickly, raised his right foot, and kicked the man hard in the abdomen. With a muffled thud, the man in black flew four or five meters away and crashed heavily to the ground.
The three women were startled by the dangerous scene and stood behind Sun Jian with worried expressions, asking their husband if he was alright.
Sun Jian touched his neck and found only a handful of blood. He covered the wound with his hand to stop the bleeding.
"Don't worry, it should just be a superficial injury, nothing serious."
Holy crap!
If I hadn't enhanced my martial arts skills, that attack might have really killed me.
Who exactly is this guy?
Why would someone sneak into my house in the middle of the night and try to assassinate me?
Sun Jian quickly went through the names of those he had a grudge against, and after thinking it over, he could only think of Sun Hao and Sun Hu.
However, Sun Hao and Sun Hu have both been arrested and imprisoned by Magistrate Wang, barring any unforeseen circumstances.
Seeing that her husband was bleeding, Chu Qingcheng quickly tore off a piece of coarse cloth from her clothes to cover the wound, looking at Sun Jian with a pained expression.
Without saying a word, Gu Zijian grabbed his sword and engaged the man in black in the courtyard in a fierce battle. If he dared to hurt his beloved, then he would not be leaving the house today.
Seeing Chu Qingcheng's concern for Sun Jian, and Gu Zijian's attempt to avenge Sun Jian, Zhou Wan'er was somewhat at a loss. "I'll go find some wound medicine..."
"Does it still hurt, my husband?"
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt too much."
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