A beautiful big fish leapt out of the river into midair, then skillfully landed back into the water, like a carp jumping over the Dragon Gate.

Immediately after, several more big fish shot out of the river, then leisurely and unhurriedly fell back in. With the naked eye, one could even see a huge shrimp jumping lively on the water’s surface…

Su Huaiyuan felt like his eyes were playing tricks on him—can fish really grow this big?! He really had never seen anything like it.

Qiao Jiuru: “…”

Uh, he wasn’t hallucinating, because she saw it too.

However, she had actually seen fish this big in her previous life, so she wasn’t surprised.

It was just that she never expected the fish raised in the spatial river to suddenly grow so large. If they didn’t catch and kill some to eat soon, wouldn’t they grow to weigh thirty or fifty jin?!

She dared not imagine it…

“Arui, our chickens seem to have grown big too.”

Just as Qiao Jiuru was preparing to discuss with Su Huaiyuan about catching fish in the river that night, she heard his astonished voice again.

If the chickens didn’t grow, could it be they were dwarf chickens?!

“These chickens must weigh about ten jin each?!”

Just as she made that decision, Su Huaiyuan’s amazed voice rang in her ear again.

Ah?!

Ten jin chickens?!

That actually seemed quite normal?!

After all, in another ten or twenty years, ten-jin chickens wouldn’t be unusual—they’d just be considered well-fed.

But now…

Qiao Jiuru looked towards the chicken coop not far away and saw a group of plump chickens, all estimated to be around ten jin.

When did these chickens get so fat?! She felt like she hadn’t paid attention for more than a few days!!!

“Arui, I see lots of eggs too. No, I have to go collect them first, or they’ll get trampled.”

Su Huaiyuan, sharp-eyed, spotted many eggs on the ground inside the chicken coop.

He panicked and quickly carried the eldest child, Da Bao, into the west courtyard, put the grandson to bed, covered him with a small quilt, and then rushed out to gather the eggs.

One hen lays two eggs a day, ten hens equal twenty eggs, twenty hens mean about forty eggs…

The basket specially kept for eggs in the kitchen was already overflowing.

However, even if the whole family ate over twenty eggs a day, it still couldn’t keep up with the hens’ laying speed.

Who would have thought that having too many eggs would also cause trouble?

Qiao Jiuru hurriedly put Xiao Bao to bed in the west courtyard bedroom, sleeping side by side with her brother, then rushed out to check the river and the chicken coop.

“Huaiyuan, let’s catch some fish tonight and kill them. The shrimp and crabs in this river have grown especially fierce. Let’s catch some to eat, or else there will be too many.”

You don’t realize it until you look—and then you’re shocked.

They didn’t know what kind of water this spatial river was, but the shrimp were already half the size of crayfish, and the crabs in the river were huge too, all clawing and looking like they weighed about one and a half jin each.

If they didn’t take care of them and let them keep growing, normal shrimp might turn into crayfish, and ordinary crabs would become king crabs?!

Just thinking about it was terrifying.

“Arui, let’s kill a few chickens too. Otherwise, later on, we’ll have to fight them first to catch them.”

Su Huaiyuan was sweating from collecting eggs, feeling both pain and joy. Now, when he saw eggs, he didn’t even want to eat them.

“Let’s kill five chickens tonight, then a few more in a few days. The chicks we had before have grown to two or three jin now, and we’ll hatch another batch soon. We can’t let the chickens or the eggs run out.”

Qiao Jiuru immediately made the decision about the fate of these chickens. If it weren’t for the lack of enough pork, she wouldn’t want to raise so many chickens.

“Arui, our sweet potatoes and potatoes should be harvested too.”

Suddenly, Su Huaiyuan said this again, making him both happy and worried. They simply couldn’t eat all the harvest—they couldn’t eat it all.

It was frustrating.

Qiao Jiuru: “…”

How did all this work suddenly pile up so quickly?!

“We’ll plant another crop. I heard we can farm again at the end of the month. We’ll secretly bring in some wheat and grain seeds to plant. From now on, we’ll mainly grow wheat and rice.”

Qiao Jiuru really didn’t want to grow sweet potatoes and potatoes anymore.

She preferred eating fine grains like rice and flour, but she had no grain seeds.

“There’s still so much land here. It would be a waste not to plant more.”

Su Huaiyuan looked at the distant river, mountains, and vast land with a face full of regret.

“If we can find some fruit trees or medicinal herbs to plant, that would be convenient and easy to manage. Then we’d have fruits and medicinal herbs too.”

Qiao Jiuru had long thought about this.

She wasn’t stupid; she couldn’t just watch so much land go to waste. It was just that she didn’t have fruit tree or medicinal herb seedlings; otherwise, she would have planted them already.

“We can only wait until we have less work in the fields, then go up the mountain to look.”

Su Huaiyuan also knew their identities made it inconvenient to inquire about fruit tree and herb seedlings, and they couldn’t ask the production team people, so they had to look secretly themselves.

That’s why it had been so slow.

“I think we should find an opportunity to ask Uncle Jiu, or have Huazhu look for some in the production team over there. A few fruit tree seedlings shouldn’t be too conspicuous.”

Spring plowing was about to start. For the next month and a half, they would be too busy to go up the mountain to get these things.

Qiao Jiuru couldn’t wait that long herself.

With a month and a half, the fruit trees in the space could already grow fruit.

“That’s fine, but no seedlings. It’s better to get branches. They might grow here as well.”

Su Huaiyuan thought asking Uncle Jiu or having their youngest daughter help was safer and more reliable. Plus, it wouldn’t raise suspicion.

Qiao Jiuru nodded in agreement. Branches would indeed be enough.

The couple finished collecting the eggs, fed the chickens, harvested the last of the sweet potatoes and potatoes in the field, and finally went to the bedroom to accompany Da Bao and Xiao Bao for a short rest.

Zhou Wanwan and Su Ze got up on time after sleeping for half an hour.

They had just washed their faces and were about to head out to work with their tools when Qiao Jiuru stuffed a candy and two sweet potatoes into their hands.

“This is for when you get hungry in the afternoon.”

No choice—there were several thousand jin of sweet potatoes harvested in the space.

These things grew fast and in large quantities; they had to be consumed.

Su Ze and Zhou Wanwan: “…”

Not even back in Beijing City had they eaten like this before.