One hundred and thirtieth chapters borrow a space to farm (65)
Because most of the characters she recognized were returned to the teacher, and she rarely read newspapers or books with written texts. In her previous life, Jiang Jing’s main sources of information were radio, TV, and listening to other people’s gossip.
So Jiang Jing was mainly afraid of the sudden change of place.
Fortunately, after many words were reflected in her mind, she understood what space was.
Qingjue Space is an independent small world.
It is a cave left by the immortals in the past.
After saying this, Jiang Jing understood that this was the Immortal Cave, and the spiritual fluid in her palms flowed out of this Immortal Cave for her to use.
Now that her body has been transformed by the spiritual liquid, she can enter the space.
She can put things in the space and plant things in the space.
"This fairy cave is mine now?"
Jiang Jing was overjoyed. She grabbed a handful in the ground beside her and found that the soil was real.
"I want to go out."
Jiang Jing appeared in her room, holding a handful of dirt in her hand.
It's not that she is dreaming.
She was thinking about space, and the next moment, she was back in space.
She really got a space.
After she was overjoyed, she carefully read the words that came to her mind from space.
She can enter and exit the space at will, but the space cannot be used in vain for her. She needs to convey life into the space.
The amount of vitality transported into the space every day cannot be less than ten vitality points.
One vitality point is equivalent to the vitality of a chicken. If she kills a chicken, the vitality will be absorbed by the space, and she will get one vitality point.
There is a more convenient way that does not require her to kill living creatures, which is to plant things in the fields.
It’s up to her to plant whatever she wants. Once it’s full, the space can get about ten vitality points every day, and she doesn’t need to send additional vitality to the space.
If she doesn't plant enough, or if she doesn't replant in time after harvesting, she needs to kill living creatures to make up for it.
There will be no penalty for transferring less than ten vitality points every day. When the accumulated vitality points owed reach one hundred, the space will be closed until the missing vitality points are replenished.
If there is a surplus of vitality, if the vitality reaches 200, you can exchange it with the space for a drop of spiritual fluid.
Knowing the rules for using the space, Jiang Jing immediately left the space, took some corn kernels, soybeans, sweet potatoes and other things that could be planted. She also took a hoe and entered the space to plant.
If you don't work hard, your vitality points will be calculated starting from today. If you don't work hard, you will owe ten vitality points to the space.
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"Mei Zi Wei is here." Seeing Zihua coming, Wei Zhao walked out of the house to greet her, "Come in quickly, it's warm in the house."
Zihua entered the room, took off the backpack and placed it on a chair aside.
Because he was familiar with it, Wei Zhao spoke more casually, "I said I'll give you a big backpack to take and use. You don't want to carry the backpack everywhere."
"Convenient." In the absence of a better substitute, Zihua felt that the dense bamboo strips-backed basket was very convenient and practical, and could free up her hands.
It also carries a lot, and you can't tell from the outside how much is inside, so it can well conceal her taking things out of the space.
"Here you go." Yuhua knew what Wei Zhao wanted to ask and handed a paper bag to Wei Zhao.
Studying medicine with Du Laoqi gave her a new way to make money, selling pills.
The benefits of becoming a medical practitioner have emerged. She doesn't need any other excuse to sell patent medicines. She just needs to tell the truth that she is a medical student and the medicines are homemade.
Half of the ginseng she gave to Du Laoqi as a gift to her apprentice was turned into Dushi Shenrong Pills by Du Laoqi, and half of the 30 pills were given back to her.
She didn't have much use for it, so she thought of using it to exchange for money.
The price given to Wei Zhao is one hundred and twenty yuan per pill, and he can sell it for as much as he wants.
The price was set by Du Laoqi, who said it should be at least this price and not sold at a low price.
When I came back, Wei Zhao actually sold it. Of course, Dr. Kang, who I met last time, had it appraised before selling it and said it was a good life-threatening medicine.
The first person to buy it was Haizi who bought her ginseng last time. The effect of taking the pills was better than the ginseng decoction last time.
People who can afford pills costing 120 yuan are definitely not ordinary people. As for their identity, Zihua did not ask.
Word spread about the pills, and soon people from other places came to buy them.
Wei Zhao quickly sold all the twenty-five pills.
However, what Zihua brought today was not Dushi Shenrong Pills, but Yunsheng Pills that she made herself.
From this perspective, the price she sold Zheng Jinghong for five yuan a pill was too cheap.
She didn't think there was anything left. If it had been left until now, with Zheng Jinghong and Wei Xingyu's long-lasting friendship, she might just give it away.
She made a total of eighty Yunsheng pills, took twenty pills herself, and sold thirty pills to Zheng Jinghong. She brought twenty pills today and planned to keep the remaining ten pills for emergencies.
She did not sell all the Du Shi Shen Rong Pills, but kept five pills in her hands. After all, Yunsheng Pills were targeted at women, and Du Shi Shen Rong Pills could be taken by both men and women.
Wei Zhao opened it and found twenty longan-sized Chinese medicine pills inside. He thought to himself that it was the girl from the Wei family who treated this expensive treasure like hawthorn pills and wrapped it in a paper bag.
He still confirmed, "It was also made by Centenary?" It's business.
"Um."
Wei Zhao picked up the black bag on the table, opened it, took out a large stack of money, and handed it to Yu Hua, "Two thousand four hundred yuan, you count it."
Looking at his smiling face, I didn't make much profit from it.
Zi Hua counted quickly and said, "It's just right."
After clearing the money and goods, Wei Zhao took out two finely crafted wooden boxes from the cabinet on the wall.
The inside of the wooden box was divided into ten compartments with wood chips. Each compartment was padded with a piece of thick cotton cloth. Wei Zhao put the pills into the ten compartments one by one.
Get another box and put it away in the same way.
From this we can see that Wei Zhao is very good at doing business.
For most people, ten pills are enough.
Xiaojun came in from outside, "Sister Wei, you are here."
"Go." Wei Zhao pointed at Xiaojun and scolded with a smile, "You are almost 20 years old, you are so embarrassed."
"Brother Wei, I'm only eighteen, and I'm still close to nineteen. I'm sorry, isn't that the saying, the master is the teacher, and we are the strong sister."
"Okay, okay, you can be your sister Wei's little brother. Hurry up and get the things you got for your sister Wei."
"I'll go right away." Xiaojun turned around and left again.
Wei Zhao said, "Yesterday Xiaojun came back from the south with a batch of seeds and some fruits. It's hard to store the fruits. You came just in time today, saving me the trouble of asking you to help you deliver them."
Wei Zhao's people traveled to more places, and Yu Hua asked him to help buy some seeds and seedlings from various places. It is difficult to explain the fruits from different regions as self-sown. He only said that he bought them to taste fresh.
After a while, Xiaojun came back, carrying two wicker baskets.
"Sister Wei, I bought some tea seedlings when I saw them. It's hard to take them with me on the train, so I only bought ten seedlings of two varieties."
Yuhua took them all.
In addition to these, Yuhua also bought some other things.