The Lucky Farmgirl
Chapter 356 - 345 Blue Jade

Chapter 356: Chapter 345 Blue Jade

Ms. Qian’s good appetite continued until half a month later, as she had been eating more and better recently. Her gaunt cheeks and shoulders slowly plumped up, and her complexion became much rosier, making her look about ten years younger than before, almost comparable to Ms. Liu in appearance.

No, it wasn’t right to say she looked ten years younger; she was actually supposed to look this way at her age. It was just that previously, she seemed old like a crone because of her poor health.

Perhaps it was because the effects of the medicine had worn off, or perhaps because her body had fully recovered, she didn’t feel as easily hungry as before.

That night, she only ate a pancake and a bowl of wheat paste.

Not only Old Zhou, but Zhou Dalang and his brothers all quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Recently, the old mother had been eating enough for three people, which could starve the half-grown children to death, not to mention her enormous appetite.

Seeing that she was finally returning to normal, they were all very pleased.

Because of what Manbao had said, they all felt it must have been the deities who had completely healed their mother, and naturally, she no longer needed to eat as much to provide energy for her body.

Old Zhou specifically asked Ms. Qian that evening, "Are you really better now?"

Ms. Qian sighed deeply, "I am really better."

Old Zhou slapped his thigh and declared, "Alright, tomorrow I’ll go up the mountain to give thanks to the Heaven Master again, and I’ll also buy some meat to celebrate."

Ms. Qian didn’t refuse, acknowledging that at this time they ought to be grateful to the Heaven Master.

Old Zhou, however, was very excited, his lingering anxiety finally dispelled. He tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and couldn’t help but ask, "Is our Manbao really a reincarnated fairy?"

"That’s what the Heaven Master said in the dream, and that’s what Abbot Shouqing said too."

"Then it’s settled. Then why didn’t the Heaven Master protect her parents?"

Ms. Qian fell silent for a long while before responding, "That was a man-made disaster, a calamity. Erlang is so smart and kindhearted, do you think he could have a bad life? The Heaven Master doesn’t have to do so much; he can’t always be looking after just one or two people. Disasters like that come without warning..."

Old Zhou felt that her words made sense, "They say a day in the heavens is like a year on earth, so do you think Manbao’s hardships in the past few years were because the Heaven Master was too busy a few days ago, and didn’t have time to watch over her? And these last couple of years, when he remembered to look, that’s why Manbao has been so fortunate?"

Ms. Qian: "...Maybe."

Old Zhou smacked his lips, got up from the bed and said, "No, I have to kowtow to the Heaven Master to ask him to remember to look after Manbao every day. That way, won’t Manbao be fortunate every year?"

Ms. Qian watched helplessly as he got up to light the oil lamp and then kowtowed before the incense to the Heaven Master.

Ms. Qian could only get up and join him in kowtowing and making wishes.

Does the Heaven Master really exist in this world?

Ms. Qian wasn’t sure.

But if asked whether there were deities in this world, Ms. Qian would, without any hesitation, affirmatively say there are!

The Heaven Master might not necessarily be their benevolent deity, but it was always right to revere the deities a bit.

While the couple got up in the middle of the night to pray to the deities, Manbao, in the next room, had finally received the collection points for the blue-tailed bird.

At that time, Manbao hadn’t slept yet; she was in the study room learning medical techniques from Teacher Mo. Hearing a noise, she paused the lesson and went out to check. She then saw that her score, which was initially just over thirty thousand, had suddenly increased by an additional zero.

Manbao looked stunned, and Keke explained, "That entry for the bird with the blue tail has been activated. It’s called a Blue Eared Kingfisher, also known as a Cui Bird, and it has a collection value of three hundred and twenty thousand points."

Manbao exclaimed, "Wow, that’s expensive. Why is this bird so much more expensive than the tree sparrow? I think the tree sparrow tastes better."

"Based on the papers published by the research institute so far, it’s worth those points."

Manbao pondered, "If we can catch it again, could we sell it to Doctor D? We don’t need three hundred thousand; twenty-one thousand would be enough."

Right after she spoke, her mailbox chimed. Doctor D, who had been absent, went online to contact her.

"I’m sorry, I went straight into the lab to research after obtaining the target, so I didn’t see your emails. Regarding your last question, I had one of my graduate students gather the information. According to the current literature, to increase the yield of winter wheat under primitive conditions, improvements must be made in several aspects..."

Manbao, who had planned to go back to her lesson, became instantly energized upon seeing the email and seriously began to read Doctor D’s letter.

It was less of a letter and more a thoroughly written long essay.

According to Doctor D, she had treated Manbao’s question as an assignment for a graduate student, and the paper was the result of one month’s work.

The essay discussed various methods to increase wheat yield under primitive conditions, including plowing, sowing, weeding, pest control, fertilizing, and more.

While the methods listed aimed to be historically accurate, Manbao could still tell that many of them were not available in Qili Village.

What caught Manbao’s attention were the suggestions on improving agricultural tools.

It took Manbao a considerable amount of time to read through just one-third of the essay, particularly the part about upgrading farming tools, which she stared at intently.

Keke reminded her, "Host, you are fifteen minutes past your bedtime. If you don’t sleep now, you have a twenty-five percent chance of being late tomorrow."

Only then did Manbao lie down and ask, "Keke, can you print the email out for me? Print it on paper so I can read it outside too."

Keke replied, "Certainly, would you like me to print the entire email or just the essay?"

"Just the essay part is fine."

Manbao replied with a thank you to Doctor D and happily fell asleep under her blanket.

Although this year’s winter wheat had already been sown, there was still next year. Most importantly, many of the methods to increase yield mentioned in the email were applicable not only to winter wheat but also to other crops.

Especially the methods for enriching soil fertility.

Manbao had heard her father mention more than once that one of the reasons the village didn’t plant winter wheat was because the land couldn’t sustain the strain of two crops a year.

A significant portion of the email was dedicated to teaching them how to enrich soil fertility.

Though it might be difficult for their entire family to implement these methods, Bai Shanbao and Bai Erlang’s families could do so, as they were wealthy.

Especially Bai Erlang’s family – they not only had money but also land and labor.

If she could persuade his family to give these methods a try first, that would be ideal.

With this idea in mind, Manbao still woke up on time the next day and received the booklet that Keke had printed for her.

Yes, the lengthy essay had been printed into a booklet and it wasn’t thin at all, running about sixty pages.

To serve as a disguise, Keke had even provided her with a blue book cover perfectly in keeping with the period’s styles.

Of course, this service cost Manbao an additional two points.

Now wealthy, with daily income from clicks, Manbao no longer cared about such trivial expenditure of points.

Pleased with having a book that could be openly displayed, with such a cover, she could even place it on her desk during class without Mr. Zhuang suspecting anything.

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