Chapter 11

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As Hei Feng darted in and out of the vegetable patch, Zhao Xinyu had already started planting the seeds of common herbs he had bought, such as Huangqi and Chaihu.

That night, when Zhao Xinyu entered the space to pick vegetables, he saw that the space had changed again, expanding from over three mu to over six mu, and the puddle had turned into a small pond. This made him even more excited. He also realized that the space would change due to different species, and the rarer the species, the greater the change in the space.

He suddenly thought of a conversation he had with Xu Ning, who mentioned that Cailiang Mountain, which was close to Xihan Ridge, used to be a mountain that Xihan Ridge and many villages relied on for survival. Back then, many people would enter the mountain to hunt and gather herbs every day.

Now, with economic development, many animals have become protected, so people don't go into the mountain as much. Many young people don't even know what's in Cailiang Mountain.

Now that only rare items could trigger changes in his space, and rare items on the market were expensive, Zhao Xinyu had the idea of entering the mountain.

However, looking at his injured leg, Zhao Xinyu smiled bitterly. Although the ointments and medicines he had prepared helped his recovery, his left leg could now bear weight, and his face had greatly improved. He knew that if he entered the mountain now and encountered a large wild animal, his injured leg would be a death sentence.

In the following days, whenever he had time, Zhao Xinyu would enter the space to check on the herbs and vegetables, which had already sprouted. He also began planning to transplant the vegetables and grapes from the space to the outside.

"Xinyu, isn't it a bit early to transplant vegetables now?" In the ten-mu courtyard, Zhao Xinyu couldn't manage it alone, so he sought help from the old village chief, Han Tianliang.

"Grandpa Han, I've asked the people at the seedling nursery, and they said these are new varieties of vegetables that are cold-resistant and drought-resistant. Planting them early will fetch a good price."

"Xinyu, there aren't many young people in the village, just old people and women. How much do you plan to pay them per day?"

"Grandpa Han, I'm not sure. How much do they usually get?"

"Those who can leave have already left. Those who can't find work outside earn about a hundred yuan a day. The remaining people in the village can't compare, so let's say seventy yuan a day. What do you think?"

"Alright, Grandpa Han, you find the people, and we'll settle daily. We'll start tomorrow." Over the past few days, Zhao Xinyu had accumulated over 70,000 yuan. He knew that as long as the vegetables grew, this amount of money would be nothing.

Before going to Tianyi Garden the next day, Zhao Xinyu transplanted the seedlings from the space into boxes he had prepared in advance, then rode his bike to Tianyi Garden.

By this time, his vegetables had become very popular in Tianyi Garden. Not only the residents of Tianyi Garden but also nearby residents would wait at the entrance early every day. So when Zhao Xinyu arrived, it took him only half an hour to sell all the vegetables in his cart.

In recent days, some residents of the neighborhood had asked Zhao Xinyu to make another delivery in the evening, and several nearby restaurant owners even offered to buy the vegetables at a high price, but Zhao Xinyu refused all of them.

He wasn't against making money. Before he got the space, he was terrified of being poor, and he certainly wanted to have more money.

However, he also knew the saying "a tall tree catches the wind." Since his vegetables became popular in Tianyi Garden, many vendors wanted to come here, but due to the taste of his vegetables, the residents only recognized his produce.

He could deliver twice a day like during the New Year, but he knew that if he did, residents from nearby neighborhoods would be attracted, and the vendors at those entrances would see him as a threat. If they took action, he would have no way to defend himself.

Since Zhao Xinyu didn't deliver more vegetables, the residents of nearby neighborhoods and the restaurant owners who wanted to buy his vegetables started to investigate the source of his vegetables. Some even followed him secretly.

However, they were frustrated because Zhao Xinyu seemed to sense they were following him and would ride his tricycle in circles through the alleys to shake them off.

Actually, this wasn't Zhao Xinyu's intention. Over the years, he had become cautious and careful, and his caution made it difficult for those trying to find him to make any progress.

When Zhao Xinyu returned to the recycling station after selling the vegetables, it was still dark. He parked his bike and started transplanting the grapes from the space to the wall near the sewage ditch.

While he was transplanting the grapes, Han Tianliang brought ten people over, six elderly men and four middle-aged women. They didn't say much, just asked Zhao Xinyu how to plant the vegetables, and then started transplanting.

In one day, they planted a third of the ten-mu courtyard, which made Zhao Xinyu very excited. When paying them, he gave each person an extra ten yuan.

After Han Tianliang and the others left, he and Hei Feng had a simple meal, then turned on the tap water and mixed the water from the space with the tap water to water the newly transplanted vegetable seedlings.

The next day, when Han Tianliang and the others came, they saw that none of the seedlings transplanted the previous day had wilted. Not only that, the seedlings seemed to have grown a bit since they were planted, which surprised even Han Tianliang, a seasoned farmer.

"Xinyu, did you use some kind of fertilizer?" Han Tianliang asked with a smile, looking at the water marks in the vegetable beds.

Zhao Xinyu chuckled and pointed to the courtyard. "Grandpa Han, do you see any fertilizer in my courtyard? Rest assured, I won't use any fertilizer on my vegetables. When the vegetables are ready, I'll send some to you."

"By the way, the contract for the Luo River has been processed. I came in a hurry today, so I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

In three and a half days, Han Tianliang and ten people planted the entire courtyard with vegetables. Zhao Xinyu was grateful to them and paid each person for four days of work, giving Han Tianliang an extra 400 yuan.

Just as Han Tianliang and the others were about to leave, a large fence made of wooden poles suddenly collapsed, and a man in his thirties stepped over it, followed by six or seven young men dressed in bright colors.

Han Tianliang and the ten people with him changed their expressions when they saw the man. He was Zhao Shiming, a native of Xihan Ridge.

In recent years, he had made a lot of money from small construction projects outside and then returned to the village to contract the water tower. Because he was wealthy, he caused trouble in the village, and since most of the villagers were elderly, women, and children, he gradually became a bully in Xihan Ridge. Wherever he went, trouble followed.

Now that he suddenly appeared at Zhao Xinyu's place, everyone predicted that Zhao Shiming had come because of Zhao Xinyu's use of tap water to water the vegetables.

Zhao Shiming glanced at Han Tianliang and laughed. "Uncle Han, you're here too, saving me the trouble of looking for you."

Han Tianliang's eyes flickered. "Shiming, what do you want?"

Zhao Shiming glanced at Zhao Xinyu. "He seems to be called Zhao Xinyu, right? You registered his household in our village and gave him the Luo River and the wasteland by it."

Han Tianliang nodded. "That's right, and it was approved by the village committee."

Zhao Shiming sneered. "I don't care if he's from Xihan Ridge or if the village gave him the sewage ditch and the wasteland. But using tap water to water vegetables is a different matter. This courtyard is about ten mu. How much does that cost per day?"

Han Tianliang was slightly taken aback and patted his head. "Shiming, Xinyu mentioned this to me a few times, but I forgot. There's no water here, so he used tap water. He said he would pay the same price as other watered fields, ten yuan per mu per watering. This courtyard is about ten mu, so he'll pay you a hundred yuan per watering."

"Uncle Han, you've dealt with farmland all your life. You know that vegetables are different from crops. The water usage is much higher. In a few weeks, they'll need watering every three days. I don't come here often, so who knows how many times he waters them? I've heard you're quite nice to him. Here's a deal: three thousand yuan a year, paid in full."

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