Transmigrated as a Peasant Girl with Prophetic Dreams: Using My Space to Become the Richest Person - Chapter 70

Chapter 70: He Needs Wudingzhi

Lin Yuansheng’s questions were endless: “Hey? You just beat those people up—aren’t you afraid they’ll report you to the County Magistrate?”

Yang Xue shrugged. “If we were afraid, we wouldn’t have laid a hand on them. Besides, was it a one-sided beating? No, it was a mutual scuffle; they just happened to lose.”

As she spoke, Yang Xue glanced at Lin Yuansheng. “So, you guys saw the fight just now?”

Lin Yuansheng gave a cheeky grin. “We saw it. I didn’t expect you to be so… fierce.”

“Hehe, thanks for the compliment.”

“Those people seemed like your relatives?”

“Mm.”

“Then you—”

Feeling that Lin Yuansheng had far too many questions, Yang Xue turned to the more taciturn Wei Xiao. “Is the injury on your arm alright?”

Wei Xiao looked at her with some surprise, pausing a beat before answering, “It’s fine.”

Lin Yuansheng immediately chimed in, “How did you know Brother Xiao was hurt?”

“Heard it from someone.”

“Oh, oh,” Lin Yuansheng nodded.

Just as he was about to say something else, he heard Wei Xiao speak up: “About last night… thank you.”

Yang Xue waved it off. “It was a small thing.”

“Mm.”

Lin Yuansheng looked back and forth between the two. What thing? What riddles are these two talking in?

Last night? Last night they were on the mountain dealing with a pack of wolves. Was Yang Xue there too? No way. In such a dangerous situation, how could she have been there? Besides, he hadn’t seen a trace of her the entire time.

Could his Young Master have run into her while chasing those two escaping wolves? But wait—even then, would a little girl dare to wander around the mountain in such danger?

Actually, his Young Master had just thanked her. That meant that after they met on the mountain, this girl actually helped him.

Lin Yuansheng’s gaze toward Yang Xue shifted entirely. What is this girl’s background? How could she help his master in such a perilous environment? Shouldn’t it have been the other way around?

…

A Rare Request

As they walked, Wei Xiao suddenly thought of something. “By the way, do you recognize medicinal herbs?”

Yang Xue instinctively wanted to deny it, but then a thought occurred to her. She considered it and said, “I know some, but not many.”

Wei Xiao nodded thoughtfully.

Yang Xue immediately seized the opportunity to ask, “Are you looking to buy herbs?”

Wei Xiao thought for a moment and nodded. “Do you recognize Wudingzhi (Five Tripod Fungus)?”

Yang Xue repeated, “Wudingzhi?”

“Yes.” Seeing the momentary blank look on her face, Wei Xiao felt a pang of disappointment. It seemed she hadn’t seen it after all.

Yang Xue was internally speechless. Wudingzhi? Who came up with that name? If you just heard the name, most people wouldn’t have a clue what it was. Fortunately, she was an agriculture student and was familiar with various aliases for plants and fungi.

“Wudingzhi” refers to Silver Ear Fungus (Snow Fungus).

“I recognize it. Do you need some?” She had it in her space. Some of the labs at her academy had cultivated various fungi, and silver ear was among them. They had grown some, though the quantity wasn’t huge.

She had originally planned to wait until she had time to mass-produce the small amounts of items in her space before selling them. But if this man was in a hurry, she could consider selling him a few blossoms.

Wei Xiao’s disappointment turned into a pleasant surprise. He truly hadn’t expected her to know it, let alone ask if he needed it—which implied she had seen it before, right?

The reason Wei Xiao needed it was related to his investigation into his father’s secrets. Among the people involved, the wife of one key individual was extremely fond of Silver Ear Fungus. He had investigated others, but finding a breakthrough to get close to them was difficult. Therefore, he had to focus on their family members.

Given that Yang Xue had already produced two ginseng roots for sale, he had asked on the off-chance she might have seen other rare items. He hadn’t expected to actually get a lead.

“You’ve seen this Wudingzhi?”

Yang Xue nodded. “I have. If you need it, I can help you find some.”

Wei Xiao said without hesitation, “I need it.”

Yang Xue wasn’t sure exactly how much he required. If he wanted a large amount, she couldn’t provide it immediately; if he just wanted a few blossoms, she could get them quickly. “How much do you need?”

Wei Xiao thought for a bit. “The more, the better. I’ll take as much as you can find.”

Yang Xue was shocked. Silver Ear Fungus might be a premium item in this era, but wanting so much… Was he planning to start a business? Regardless of what he wanted it for, it wasn’t her concern. Her goal was just to make money.

“I can’t find that much right now. Are you in a hurry? If not, I can give you a few blossoms first, and I’ll look for more later.”

Wei Xiao was actually a bit rushed, but he still said, “I’m not in a hurry.”

“Alright. If you aren’t in a hurry, I’ll look for them when I have time and get you a good amount.”

“Mm.”

…

Meeting the Village Chief

Yang Xue arrived at the Village Chief’s house. The Chief greeted her with a warm smile. “Xue, you’re here.”

“Yes, Village Chief. You were looking for me?” Since the County Magistrate was also there, Yang Xue greeted him as well. “Good morning, Lord Magistrate.”

The Magistrate liked her poised and natural demeanor. “Good morning, Little Xue,” he replied, using the same affectionate nickname as the villagers.

The Village Chief looked at her. “I heard you taught the villagers a way to save the rice crops. Right now, everyone is asking me if your method is correct. I wasn’t entirely clear on the details, so I called you here to learn more.”

Yang Xue nodded understandingly and repeated the explanation she had given to the other family.

The Village Chief had been surrounded by chattering villagers all day, only catching bits and pieces. When the villagers tried to explain it individually, their descriptions were a jumbled mess. He had felt like he understood it, yet didn’t.

Now, listening to Yang Xue’s clear and organized description, he understood perfectly—not just the method for saving the crops, but also how she came to know of it.

“Village Chief, that’s how it is.”

The Chief nodded in contemplation. “Alright, I understand.”

Since this was a method Yang Xue had accidentally overheard in town, and it sounded practical rather than outrageous, it was worth letting the villagers try. Even though it was tedious, if it could save some grain, the hard work would be worth it.

However, the Chief maintained his stance: he would teach the method, but those who wanted to do it could, and he wouldn’t force those who didn’t.

“Little Xue, I must thank you for not keeping this to yourself. If this method proves effective, you will be a lifesaver to everyone.”

Saving their life-sustaining grain was indeed equivalent to saving their lives.