Yun Zhiyi returned to the village and sought out Liu Dashan.
"Pick one hundred radishes, one hundred cabbages, and one hundred head of cabbage, and also catch thirty chickens and five hundred eggs, and take them back to him."
Liu Dashan glanced at Ma Liu, who was standing there stiffly, nodded to indicate that he understood, and beckoned him to walk to the backyard.
When Ma Liu first came here, he was surprised to learn that the gang leader owned such a large estate.
Who exactly is the gang leader? This estate is truly huge and impressive.
He didn't pay much attention to the vegetables the leader mentioned, but he was more eager for the chicken.
The Tiger Head Gang wasn't wealthy either, especially the lower-ranking members who had to fend for themselves.
For branches like theirs, being able to eat their fill is already a great satisfaction; they don't even need to think about fancy dishes.
Unfortunately, he knew these things were definitely for the wounded to recover, so he figured he wouldn't get any.
Several farmhands quickly packed the goods and had one of them help him transport them back, and also drive the cart back.
At this moment, Yun Zhiyi is picking grapes in the field with Fu Ziyu.
This was the first time Fu Ziyu had ever seen long, thin grapes that didn't need to be peeled.
When you put the grapes in your mouth, the juice bursts out with just a gentle tap of your teeth, and they're incredibly sweet.
Fu Ziyu carried a small basket and held scissors in his hand, following behind Yun Zhiyi to cut grapes.
Each bunch of grapes is large, heavy, and uniform in size, making them particularly beautiful.
"Sister, will these grapes be delivered to the store to sell?"
"Yes, what, you want to send some to your mother again?" she said with a half-smile.
Fu Ziyu just delivered the lychees; they shouldn't have arrived yet.
He nodded sheepishly.
Yun Zhiyi chuckled, "Then you'll be disappointed. It's too hot for grapes to travel such a long distance."
Fu Ziyu only then thought of this matter and couldn't help but feel regret.
Yun Zhiyi then said, "But it should be possible to carry too much at a fast pace, just not too many, two or three strings at most."
Fu Ziyu's eyes lit up again. "That's enough, that's enough."
"Then pick them. Consider it payment for helping me pick grapes."
The two of them, along with Uncle Yang and a few others, picked two large baskets of grapes in no time.
They gave Yang Bo and the others a string of skewers to share, and sent two more strings to the kitchen as fruit for the cafeteria after meals.
Each string weighs at least three pounds. There aren't many people in the mansion, so each person can eat two.
The remaining grapes were divided into small baskets and packed away.
Each basket contains just the right amount of string, but it's a bit pricey, costing five ounces.
After all, she used her supernatural abilities to bring these grapes to fruition.
The grapevines were dug directly from the space, brimming with spiritual energy, and their value is comparable to that of strawberries.
Taking advantage of his proximity to the source, Fu Yuanbo used his two grandsons as guinea pigs to buy three portions first.
He doesn't like sweet things, but the sweetness of sapphire suits his taste perfectly.
That evening, Yun Zhiyi called Fu Tingchen over.
Today, instead of the yin-yang symbol, we prepared a medicinal bath for him.
The water used as the base for the medicinal bath was condensed using her supernatural abilities, and a portion of spiritual material that could be used to make a marrow cleansing pill was added to it.
She has just begun to cultivate Qi, so she definitely cannot refine elixirs yet.
However, the other party's body needs the cleansing and marrow-removing effects of the Marrow Cleansing Pill.
Fortunately, he is just an ordinary person and does not need a strong medicine; he can use the raw materials directly.
But she needs to be there to help refine and promote absorption.
Fu Yuanbo and Fu Ziyu also came over, looking at the large bathtub with curiosity.
The bathtub was filled with crystal-clear water, which didn't look like it had any medicine added.
Some herbs that were difficult to identify were floating above.
"You don't need to take off all your clothes, just your undergarments. Once you're inside, you don't need to worry about anything."
Upon hearing this, the three of them all looked at her.
Fu Yuanbo's lips twitched. This girl was really free-spirited and could say anything.
This kind of personality is indeed not suitable for being a noble lady or mistress in a wealthy family; rather, it is more suitable for being a wandering heroine.
"What, is there a problem?" Yun Zhiyi raised an eyebrow.
Fu Tingchen watched her silently, and then, under her gaze, began to undress, his face still expressionless, though his ears turned a purplish-red.
Fu Yuanbo found it interesting.
It's rare to see a kid like this who can be shy.
He couldn't help but look at Yun Zhiyi again, stroking his chin, pondering the possibility of abducting her to be his granddaughter-in-law.
But then I shook my head.
Ah Heng will surely ascend to the throne in the future, and the harem is not a suitable place for her, nor can it confine her.
What a pity.
Yun Zhiyi had no idea what the old man was up to.
She had already sat down on the prayer mat, and beckoned Fu Ziyu to sit next to her, giving him a plate of fruit to eat.
After Fu Tingchen sat down in the water, he said, "Close your eyes, concentrate and calm your mind. Don't use your internal energy or pay attention to your body. Just relax. You may experience some pain later, so bear with it."
Fu Tingchen nodded and closed his eyes.
Yun Zhiyi also closed her eyes, using her supernatural ability to control the water in the bathtub, slowly refining the spiritual energy and medicinal properties of the spiritual materials, which then turned into an invisible liquid that seeped into Fu Tingchen's pores.
Fu Yuanbo stood to the side, staring at the two of them.
He still couldn't sense any fluctuations in power.
Soon, a thin mist began to rise from the bathtub, enveloping the person.
Fu Tingchen's slightly furrowed brows gradually smoothed out, and a faint blush appeared on his face, indicating that he was very comfortable.
But soon, his brows furrowed again, becoming tighter and tighter, his jaw tightened, and his face turned pale.
Clearly, he is currently experiencing some kind of pain.
Fu Yuanbo's brows furrowed as well.
He couldn't sense Yun Zhiyi's power, but he could sense the internal energy surging from his grandson.
The somewhat chaotic situation made him anxious.
Yun Zhiyi remained motionless with her eyes closed, and he dared not disturb her rashly.
Now we can only trust her.
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