Space Farming: Traveling through Ancient Times to Do Business

The egg drops slide down the esophagus into the stomach, bringing a feeling of warmth and satisfaction.

Jiang Xue was intoxicated by this feeling. She felt that she had never tasted such delicious soup in her life.

Jiang Wang, who was standing by, watched all this silently, tears in her eyes, and prayed in her heart: "As long as the child is still alive, everything will be fine!"

She said softly, "Don't be anxious, Sanniu. Drink slowly. If it's not enough, I'll make more for you."

Jiang Xue seemed to have heard what her mother said, but she was too busy to reply and just kept drinking her soup.

For Jiang Xue at this moment, this bowl of egg drop soup is not just a kind of food, but also a symbol of the power of life and hope.

Mrs. Jiang Wang quietly stood by her daughter, looking at her with loving eyes, feeling deeply moved.

Jiang Xue, who received the original owner's memory, was very aware of the importance and preciousness of eggs in this era.

At that time, most families relied on exchanging eggs for copper coins to make a living, and the Jiang family was no exception.

Jiang Xue secretly speculated in her heart that the original owner's mother must have obtained this egg under the pressure of possible scolding.

Thinking of this, she was filled with gratitude. After drinking the bowl of steaming, fragrant egg drop soup, she showed a satisfied smile on her face and handed the empty bowl to her mother: "Mom, I'm full. I really can't eat any more."

Looking at her well-behaved and sensible daughter, Jiang's mother couldn't help but wipe the tears from her cheeks again, then took the bowl and walked towards the kitchen.

At this moment, Jiang Xue already felt full in her stomach. She lay quietly on the bed and began to slowly sort out the strange yet familiar memories in her mind...

The original owner of this body had the same name and surname as her, both called Jiang Xue, and was only thirteen years old. Jiangjia Village had just been built for a year, and most of the villagers were Jiang clan members who had fled together that year. It can be said that almost everyone in the village had the surname Jiang.

Jiang Xue's grandfather Jiang Lu had passed the imperial examination and was highly respected. He was also one of the few literate people in the village, so he was elected as the head of Jiangjia Village in the previous election.

Mr. Jiang is now 62 years old. Although grandmother Jiang Chen is nearly 60 years old, she is fierce and aggressive by nature, but she is very caring and loving to her family.

The two elders had five sons in total, but unfortunately, except for the youngest son, the other four died in the war.

Jiang Xue's father is the youngest child, Jiang An, who is now 35 years old, and his mother, Jiang Wang, is also about 34 years old.

The eldest brother Jiang Feng worked as a bodyguard in the escort agency when he was seventeen years old; the second brother Jiang Tiao worked as a waiter in the county inn when he was fifteen years old; the fourth brother Jiang Yu was eleven years old and was studying in a private school in the county, also a student; there was also a seven-year-old sister Jiang Bing and a two-year-old brother Jiang Shun in the family.

Looking at this impoverished family in front of her, combined with the information and knowledge about this dynasty that she had received in her mind, Jiang Xue couldn't help but feel distressed and helpless.

She knew very well that living in such an era, poverty meant endless suffering and torture.

However, Jiang Xue was not defeated by the current predicament. On the contrary, she silently set a firm small goal for herself deep in her heart: no matter what, she must change the current situation at home as quickly as possible and let her family live a good life with ample food and clothing and no worries from now on!

Because she knows that it is not easy to achieve all this, but as long as she works hard and keeps making progress, she will be able to achieve her wish one day! At this moment, Jiang Xue is fully prepared to meet all the challenges in the future...

In the early morning, the sunlight shines through the mottled gaps in the window paper and into the cluttered room.

"Old Fifth's wife, why don't you come out and cook? Where have you been? It's already this late. What are you still doing in the house? Look which wife hasn't cooked yet!" Jiang Wangshi staggered out and said anxiously, "Mom, the meal is ready. I'll go to the kitchen and bring it out."

"Sanniu, are you deaf? You got up to work after you recovered from your illness. I called you for a long time but you didn't respond. Do you really think you are a big shot? You don't respond even when I ask you."

Jiang Wang quickly explained: "Mom, Doctor Jiang said that Sanniu should rest more. What if she gets bumped when she gets up now?"

Jiang Chen hesitated for a moment, glanced at Jiang Wang, and left without saying anything. Jiang Xue, who was lying on the bed, was speechless for a while, and didn't care about so much anymore. She quickly found a wooden basin on the ground and washed her face with cold water.

She muttered to herself: "Modern life must be too comfortable, and God couldn't stand it anymore, so he sent me to ancient times to suffer." She shook her head in self-mockery. After thinking it over, she decided to give it up. Since she had no say in the matter of time travel, she might as well make the best of it.

She opened the door that was already cracked into several cracks and walked out. As soon as she opened the door, a cold wind blew in. The cold air hit her face, and Jiang Xue couldn't help but shiver and sneeze.

What comes into view is a stone wall with earthen-walled houses inside and a small kitchen next to it.

There is a jujube tree in the yard, and its tender green leaves absorb the sunlight and air.

At this moment, the old lady was sitting in the yard picking beans, still mumbling something. Hearing the noise, the old lady looked up and saw Jiang Xue coming out, and said sarcastically: "Oh, you finally got up? You still need me to serve you, right? If you don't have the life of a young lady, don't act like one. Hurry up and boil some water. If your grandfather and father get up and there is no hot water, you will see how I will deal with you. Boil more water, your eldest brother, second brother, fourth brother, and fifth sister haven't washed yet."

Jiang Xue didn't want to pay attention to her grandmother's nagging, so she lowered her head and walked into the kitchen. Looking at Jiang Xue's back, Jiang Chen wanted to scold her a few more times, but suddenly stopped.

Walking into the kitchen, Jiang Xue saw the original owner's mother cooking, so she went over to help.

"Sanniu, why are you up? Didn't I tell you to rest more?" Seeing her mother's worried face, Jiang Xue said with a smile: "Mom, I'm fine. Going out for a walk is good for the recovery of the wound." "Mom, let me help you light the fire!"

Jiang Wangshi walked to the stove with a smile and looked at the two pots on the stove, one boiling water and the other cooking breakfast.

She looked at what was in the pot. There were a few washed sweet potatoes on top of a pot of wild vegetable paste.

Jiang Xue knew that in the Daxuan Dynasty, which had just ended the war, it was already quite good to have such food. Being able to fill one's stomach was a luxury, after all, many villagers were often hungry.

This era was very backward, and some common foods were almost invisible in this dynasty.

There was no trace of high-yield crops such as corn, potatoes, pumpkins, and radishes.

Jiang Xue gathered the firewood on the ground and deftly added firewood to both stoves.

After a while, the firewood in the stove was burning vigorously, making crackling sounds.

At this time, Jiang Wang turned around, took pickles from the pickle jar at the back, cut them into cubes and put them on a small plate. She didn't dare to cut too much, so she only cut a small plate.

It's just the beginning of spring and there are not many vegetables, so I dare not cut too much.

Jiang Wang, who was cutting pickles, looked at Sanniu who was making a fire and said, "Sanniu, go clean up and call everyone to come for dinner."

Jiang Xue responded sweetly, and when she went out, she saw Jiang Wangshi taking a wooden bucket and adding hot water into it.

"Grandpa! Grandma! It's time for dinner!" "Dad, it's time for dinner!" "The hot water is ready!"

After a while, the whole family got up one after another, washed up, and sat down in the yard.

The eldest brother brought wild vegetable porridge, sweet potatoes and pickles, placed them in front of grandma, and arranged the chopsticks. After everyone sat down in turn, Jiang Chen began to distribute the food according to quantity. When it came to distributing food, grandma was very generous and never stingy.

In the countryside, people with better conditions eat two meals a day, while those with worse conditions can only eat one meal, and most of them are wild vegetable porridge or wild vegetable soup, and food such as brown rice and grains can only be seen during the New Year and other festivals. The original owner's family conditions were not bad. His grandfather was the head of the village, and his father often went to work in the town, so they could eat enough.

Here, farmers work hard on the farm for a year and can only eat a few meals of brown rice, let alone cooked rice. In Jiang Xue's memory, there was basically no rice at home except when her mother gave birth.

"Sanniu, is your head still hurting? If it hasn't recovered yet, go back to bed!" said the grandfather sitting in the main seat.

Jiang Xue smiled and said, "Master, I'm not in pain anymore. I'm fine!" Jiang Chen, who was scooping wild vegetable paste, couldn't help but say, "Look at her, she's so lively, how can she look like a patient?"

Seeing that his mother seemed to want to continue to attack her daughter, Jiang An, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't hold back any longer and hurriedly changed the subject, interrupting and asking, "Dad, spring is coming soon, and we need to quickly finalize this year's plan and decide what to plant. I have to go to work in town in a few days."

Hearing his youngest son speak, Mr. Jiang put down his bowl and chopsticks and said, "This year's seeds were distributed earlier than in the past. I went to the town government a few days ago to get them back, and they were distributed to the villagers according to regulations." "I took a look at the seeds. This year's seeds are all suitable for growing rice and soybeans here, as well as some daily vegetables."

It’s still early to plant rice and soybeans, so we can plant more other vegetables. After dinner, let’s go to the fields to work!”

Jiang Xue, who was drinking wild vegetable porridge, heard the word "seeds" and her eyes lit up instantly. She raised her head and asked anxiously, "Grandpa, what seeds are there? Can I see them?"

While eating, Jiang Xue thought to herself, "After all, I am studying agronomy! I need to first understand the specific situation of the seeds of this dynasty to see if there is any possibility of improvement.

If I can use what I have learned to improve these seeds, I can double the yield, not to mention double it several times, and I won’t have to worry about going hungry anymore.” She became more and more excited as she thought about it, as if she had seen a future in which she would have a plate of fragrant rice in front of her and would no longer have to eat this hard-to-swallow vegetable porridge.