Chapter 65: Spatial Produce, Quality Guaranteed

“Let’s talk about it later when there’s time.”

Jiang Wan clapped her hands cleanly. If not for the officials overseeing them, she would have broken both of Old Second Song’s legs—no way she’d let it go otherwise.

But Jiang Wan was smart. When she threw him over her shoulder just now, she had also pressed a few pressure points on his body.

In the coming journey, he’d feel sore all over, but wouldn’t be able to figure out the cause. If he dared to provoke her, he deserved the consequences.

“Husband!”

Madam Song Er (Second Song’s wife) helped her man up, full of distress. She wanted to scold Jiang Wan, but when she met those icy cold eyes, the words stuck in her throat.

“Later on… we should get a cart too.”

She mumbled under her breath, but everyone knew it was just wishful thinking. Since Shen Qian died and the goods Song Jiaojiao gave were lost, their family didn’t have a penny to their name. How could they possibly afford a cart?

Jiang Wan cast them a cold glance and turned to the dazed Song Jiuchi.

“What are you standing there for like an idiot? Keep moving.”

By now, Jiang Wan had pretty much figured out the Song family’s temperament. These people were the type who forgot pain once their wounds healed.

Today’s lesson might keep them in check for a few days, but once they got hungry or needed supplies, they’d probably come back thick-skinned and shameless.

She decided to treat the exile journey as an opportunity for fun—beating them up from time to time wasn’t too bad either.

“Oh! Oh, right!”

Song Jiuchi snapped out of it and pushed the cart forward. Now that they had a cart, things were a lot easier.

Occasionally, Song Jiuli and Jiang Wan would help him push as well.

Most of the time, though, Jiang Wan was busy picking wild vegetables and herbs along the way. Song Jiuli didn’t know much about that, but she had learned to behave and followed Jiang Wan around, learning as she went.

If Jiang Wan told her to go east, she wouldn’t dare go west. If Jiang Wan asked her to fetch water, she wouldn’t dare slack off.

After a long day’s journey, night finally fell. Jiang Wan still remembered she hadn’t planted the seeds in her spatial realm yet, so after a quick wash, she lay on the cart to nap and recharge.

When she woke up, everyone else had already fallen asleep. She quietly lifted the clothes covering her, then gently covered Madam Song and Song Jiuli on the cart with them.

Tiptoeing away from the group, she ducked behind a large tree and entered her space.

But the moment she stepped inside, she was stunned.

The fruit trees she planted the night before had already grown quite a bit—some were even blooming or bearing fruit.

“Little spirit, what’s going on?”

“The flow of time here is different from the outside. One day outside equals three months and ten days in the space.”

Jiang Wan: !!!

She rushed over to the fruit trees in shock. No wonder some of them already had signs of fruit.

“Then if I plant vegetables… wouldn’t that mean I can eat them the same day?”

Jiang Wan showed rare excitement and hurriedly took out her vegetable seeds.

The little spirit confirmed it and explained that as long as she didn’t pick the fruits, they would stay ripe and never rot.

Jiang Wan’s cheeks flushed with joy. Even though she had only just acquired the planting space, she had already figured out some rules and even learned how to control planting with her mind.

She divided a section specifically for vegetables, and also allocated space for corn, wheat, sweet potatoes, and rice paddies.

But her energy was limited. After planting vegetables and wheat, her fingers were so tired she didn’t want to move. She took a sip of spiritual spring water to regain some strength.

Jiang Wan quickly exited the space and returned to the group under the moonlight. She thought she should add a small stream to the space, mix in some spiritual spring water, and raise fish or seafood in it.

The live animals she had thrown into the space during a previous hunt were still alive, currently enclosed with a fence she built.

When she had more time, she planned to bring in chickens, ducks, fish, pigs, cows, and sheep—so her space could eventually become fully self-sufficient.

Smiling, Jiang Wan lay back down on the cart and drifted off to sleep, only to be woken up in the morning by Madam Song’s gentle voice.

“Wanwan, breakfast is almost ready. Come get up.”

“Okay!”

Jiang Wan rubbed her sleepy eyes and ran to the nearby stream to wash up. In the clear water, she saw tiny fish about the size of a finger swimming slowly.

Her eyes lit up. She slipped her hand into the water and stayed still. When the fish swam close, she quietly transported them into her space.

The tiny fish were placed in a basin inside the space, along with some spiritual spring water. Satisfied, Jiang Wan wiped her face and stood up.

When she had time, she wanted to make some skincare products. After all, what woman doesn’t love beauty? Her warehouse in the space actually had some stored already.

But she wasn’t used to the ancient-style cosmetics. As she came out of her daydreaming, Song Jiuli had already packed a steamed bun separately for her.

“Big sis, hurry and eat.”

“Thanks.”

Jiang Wan finished it in just a few bites. Her eyes twinkled the whole way, leaving others puzzled.

It didn’t affect her mood, though. When she noticed the plums in her space had ripened, she quietly found an excuse to relieve herself and came back with a handful of bright red little fruits hidden in her clothes.

“Got lucky and picked some fruits. Mother, have a taste.”

Since their group was already at the back of the convoy, hardly anyone noticed her handing the fruits to Madam Song.

“You eat too.”

Madam Song smiled kindly but didn’t want to eat first. After Jiang Wan shared the fruit with everyone and took a bite herself, Madam Song finally took a bite—and her eyes widened slightly.

Oh my god, she regretted it!

She should have taken a bite earlier before deciding whether to share it!

Was this really a plum?

Aren’t plums supposed to be sour and astringent?

Why was this plum sweet and tangy and super delicious?

It was better than any plum she had ever eaten. As expected—produced by the space, guaranteed to be top quality!

Jiang Wan even felt a faint spiritual energy enter her body through the plum, subtly boosting her powers.

She instinctively looked at Song Jiuyuan and saw a flash of surprise in his eyes.

“Wow, this is so good! Sis, where did you pick it? Should I go get more?”

Song Jiuli quickly gobbled up her share, making Jiang Wan laugh helplessly.

“Forget it. If you fall behind, you might get beaten.”

Madam Song poked Song Jiuli’s little forehead and reluctantly handed over her last two fruits to her and Jiang Wan.

“Here, one for each of you.”

Jiang Wan looked at Song Jiuli, watching how she’d respond. If she turned out to be selfish, Jiang Wan wouldn’t treat her so nicely in the future.

“Mom, they’re yours! How can you give them to us?”

Thankfully, Song Jiuli didn’t disappoint. She also declined, saying, “I already ate one or two when I picked them. You eat it.”

There were still plenty of plums hanging on her trees in the space anyway. Because of this incident, Jiang Wan felt even closer to them.

She gradually came to see Madam Song as a kind elder and began to genuinely accept Song Jiuli too.

Just as she and Song Jiuli were chatting and laughing, the sound of horse hooves approached—accompanied by the clatter of a carriage.

Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan instantly tensed up on instinct.

Both stared intently behind them. Jiang Wan even pulled a dagger from her space, one hand hidden under her sleeve gripping a pouch of powder tightly.

But she quickly relaxed when she spotted the familiar figure of Steward Lin—it looked like Lin Tingyu had caught up with them.

Sure enough, moments later, the carriage stopped in front of Jiang Wan and the others, revealing Lin Tingyu’s pale face.

“Madam Song, what a coincidence.”