Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress-Chapter 42 - The Poor Guy with a Gold Bowl_1

She responded with a dry laugh, swiftly climbed onto the kang, took off her clothes and crept into the quilt.

“You’ve been running around all day, you must be tired.

Go to sleep earlier.” Lady Du chattered on before extinguishing the lamp, fumbling to remove her cotton jacket, she then lay down to sleep.

As Cai Wei lay on the kang, tossing and turning unable to sleep, she listened to the gradually even breathing sounds of her mother and her younger siblings.

Assessing that they had fallen asleep, yet she dared not slip into her space, in case somebody should wake up in the middle of the night to find her missing, even if she were all mouth, she wouldn’t be able to explain it away!

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Lying on the kang obediently, her mind replayed the day’s happenings.

Frankly, obtaining this magical space was a surprise.

Initially, if she hadn’t spooked the horse resulting in the accident that befell the old beggar, she probably wouldn’t have gotten involved with the old beggar’s fate, and naturally wouldn’t have ended up with the mirror that contained the space.

If the old beggar hadn’t died tragically, she wouldn’t have thought about setting up nursing homes as a form of expiation, which, in turn, wouldn’t have won the approval of the divine beasts in the space to open it up for her.

All these events, seemingly predetermined by fate, made her realize that she must perform more good deeds in the future, to contribute to the well-being of all living things under heaven, in order to live up to the entrustment from Cihai Zhenren, and not disappoint the four divine beasts that had shown trust and recognition in her.

Thinking about good deeds reminded her of the essential gold and silver needed for it.

In the hustle and bustle when her mother called for her earlier, she did not have time to explore the other rooms in the space.

She wondered if there was anything similar to a warehouse, filled with boxes upon boxes of gold, silver, pearls, and treasures, stacks upon stacks of silk and satin, countless antique paintings, endless rare and exotic treasures…

If there were, would she no longer need to worry about money in the future…?

Thinking this, she opened her eyes and performed an inner view to inspect the space.

As her gaze skipped over the bedroom she had slept in and entered something like a warehouse, she was once again profoundly shaken.

The little bamboo house, not much larger than her own house, surprisingly contained a warehouse the size of a banquet hall.

Within the warehouse, instead of the gold and silver treasures she had hoped for, there were shelves from floor to ceiling, divided into small segments, each filled with a small wooden box labeled with the name of the contents.

Those boxes contained seeds of various plants, all kinds of seeds, seeds of fruits, vegetables, grains, medicinal plants, you name it….

She remembered Bai Mei mentioning that Brother Parrot was a worker who specifically sought out various species for Cihai Zhenren.

It seemed that this great deity was keen on agriculture aside from cultivation, hence the vast collection of seeds…

But where are the promised gold and silver treasures?

The good deeds required real gold and silver.

What use are these seeds?

Disappointed, Cai Wei proceeded to inspect another room.

This room was a refining room, a brass-made alchemy furnace inside was over a person’s height.

Below, fiery flames were ablaze, the old turtle held a cattail leaf fan, sitting by the furnace, leisurely fanning the fire.

The shelves on all four walls of the room were also divided up, each holding small, exquisite porcelain bottles with the names of the elixirs labeled on them.

Cai Wei glanced around quickly, seeing things like the blood-stopping pill, named-spread pill, great tonic pills and so on.

She had little interest in these, so she left to find Bai Mei.

Bai Mei was drinking water by the creek.

Feeling Cai Wei’s presence, it cheerfully scratched its ear, saying, “Master, do you need something?”

Cai Wei communicated with it through thought: “Chang Mei, I want to ask you, has Cihai Zhenren left behind any gold, silver, pearls, treasures, antiques, and paintings on the island?”

Chang Mei arrogantly raised his fist-sized face, stroked his long eyebrows, and glanced askance in Cai Wei’s direction: “Master, is it possible for a true immortal daoist like me to lust after mundane worldly things such as gold and silver?”

“So, in other words, you don’t have any?”

“Of course—I don’t!”

“Ah!”

Cai Wei couldn’t help but sigh.

It looks like she is destined to be a destitute person sitting on a treasure trove!

There are many valuable items in the Space, such as wild purple sandalwood and golden silk nan wood, human-sized ginseng scattered all over, rare flowers and unusual plants grown in the courtyard, and even some exotic fruits rarely seen by humans.

But how can she exchange these things for spendable silver?

She thought about it and realized it was unrealistic to drag out a valuable golden silk nan wood and claim that she found it in the mountains.

Alternatively, grabbing a hundred-year-old ginseng and saying that she plucked it from the mountains would seem too fake.

Wild boars roam on the mountains, and everyone knows not to dare go there recklessly.

Why would she be the only one able to pick such old ginseng?

As for the rare flowers and unusual plants, and exotic fruits, they are all out of season.

If she were to take them out, wouldn’t the government just mistake her for a sorceress and apprehend her?

How frustrating!

Being poor despite sitting on a goldmine is certainly not a pleasant feeling!

It seems that she can only depend on herself now!

Therefore, Cai Wei decided to pick some practical seeds from the storage to grow.

The soil and water in the Space have spiritual energy.

Once planted, the seeds will mature and be ready to harvest in a few days.

Once she has grains, won’t she stop worrying about not having silver?

“Master, are you going to farm?” Chang Mei sensed Cai Wei’s thoughts through his spiritual sense and asked.

“Yes, Chang Mei.

Help me fetch some seeds like wheat, rice, and beans, such as soybeans, peanuts, and mung beans, from the storage.

Oh, and some vegetables too.

I will plant them in the Space when daybreak comes.”

“Space?

What space?” Chang Mei raised his eyebrows with a curious face.

“Our Fu You Island is a Space.

In our area, places like that are called Space.

From now on, we will refer to our Fu You Island as Space.” Cai Wei explained simply to Chang Mei and then began planning for cultivation in her mind.

Cai Wei was sure that she would not be able to sleep, but as she kept thinking about it, she fell asleep unknowingly.

The next day, when the day was bright, the village roosters crowed and woke Cai Wei from her dream.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up with a yawn.

Suddenly, a gust of cold air entered her undergarments, making her shudder and hug her shoulders.

She began yearning for the warm spring-like temperature and fresh humid air in the Space.

“Wei’er, what’s the matter?

Are you daydreaming again?”

Lady Du also woke up and saw her daughter deep in thought.

She waved her hand in front of her daughter’s eyes.

“No, nothing.

I didn’t sleep well.” Cai Wei put on her jacket and tried to bluff her way out.

Lady Du didn’t think too much about it.

While getting dressed, she said, “If you didn’t sleep well, go back to sleep.

I’ll make breakfast.”

Cai Wei was hoping to go into the Space to plant while her mother was cooking, so how could she agree to her mother’s suggestion?

She quickly responded, “You should keep making your clothes.

The New Year is approaching, at least let us wear new clothes for the New Year!”