Free Web NovelChapter 613: Chapter 611: The Transmigrated Woman Who Self-Destructed 18 Times 42
"I didn’t expect the events in the Capital City to be so captivating lately."
In the space, Jiang Zhi finished eating his melon, and commented with interest, even the daytime fatigue seemed to diminish significantly.
He glanced at Ah Chen’s location, she was eating the skewers Shen Zheng’an had just grilled.
Shen Zhengjie and his sister are calculating against the wrong person, they even offended a Chief of Staff’s daughter. The lantern festival couldn’t have been arranged by Zuo Lanshuang alone, presumably the Minister’s Mansion was also involved.
He chuckled softly, his fourth brother’s move tied the Marquis Mansion together, but it also made it impossible to ally with the Minister of Revenue anymore.
Of course, he had no intentions of befriending Minister Zuo.
No need.
Actually, Jiang Zhi has quite a lot of leverage, especially after meeting Miss Chu, he felt even more confident. Now, he certainly had to perform well, to be a good son before the Emperor. The more he interacted, the more he realized the Emperor wasn’t one who couldn’t bear to see his sons succeed, as long as the Emperor’s heart didn’t change, he would always be the good son.
He had stayed in Jiangnan for many days, still unsure when he could return, he really missed the times having breakfast with the Emperor.
"On the day Shen Nanqiao gets married, I arranged for someone to leak information about Jin Zhu being at the Fourth Prince Mansion." Shen Zheng’an spoke to Ah Chen, with a smile on his face as if he were merely chatting.
Jiang Zhi was silent, this guy was truly a bit mean.
But quite good.
Ah Chen responded with a sound, her gaze lingered on Shen Zheng’an’s face for a few moments, asking, "Why choose that day?"
Jiang Zhi quietly scoffed, Miss Chu, you’re kind of asking the obvious, aren’t you?
Then he heard Shen Zheng’an say, "To vent for you."
She being formidable is one thing, being plotted against is another, he couldn’t just do nothing.
Jiang Zhi’s smile froze on his face, turns out the clown was him.
Since the lantern festival, these two became different, now it’s more evident.
Why was he here then?
Jiang Zhi picked up the sickle nearby, grabbed the basket, and decided to harvest the crops instead. Watching the warehouse fill up with his grain, his chilly heart suddenly warmed up.
Who outside would ever know that a dignified Sixth Prince would personally harvest the crops? Willingly, no less.
Shen Zheng’an gave a glance and then looked away, continuing to grill food for Ah Chen.
"End world orders are coming again, they should deliver what I want soon." Ah Chen mentioned, she’d already traded with that end-world several times.
She had been to the end-world herself, where the entire globe was polluted, lacking food the most.
The situation improved significantly for a certain base leader there after trading with her. The things in the space were not only delicious and nutritious, but the crop seeds planted in that world reportedly also yielded good feedback recently.
Ah Chen was of course happy to see this, aiding a crisis world through tough times would tighten their connection, achieving her goal was only a matter of time.
In the last trade, she asked for things like harvesters.
As the space grew larger, more crops were planted, relying on the people Jiang Zhi and Shen Zheng’an brought in would still take ample time. The crops wouldn’t rot in the fields, but not harvesting them early was a waste of time.
Jiang Zhi was more anxious than Ah Chen, the space’s master, but more people couldn’t be made aware of this place.
Shen Zheng’an was about to respond, asking what those things were, when he saw Ah Chen standing up.
She entered the bamboo house, sure enough, new orders had appeared.
Soon, the clearing in front of the bamboo house was filled with various advanced farm tools, naturally including harvesters.
Shen Zheng’an marveled at these unseen gadgets, "What are these for?"
"For planting and harvesting crops," Ah Chen replied, holding a manual. These were modified by apocalypse researchers to be powered by Crystal Core-like energy. If Cultivation World’s Spirit Stones were available, those could also power them.
But the Crystal Core in Ah Chen’s hand was sufficient to power these farm tools.
The commotion in front of the bamboo house was quite significant, Jiang Zhi led people over as well.
Upon hearing Ah Chen, everyone grew curious.
Ah Chen had naturally seen much, using these farm tools was easy, she briefly skimmed the manual, and operated the harvester once. The speed of harvesting left Jiang Zhi in awe.
"If it were to spread to the Yang Dynasty..."
"I’m afraid it’s difficult," Shen Zheng’an replied, "I just checked its structure; it’s beyond the capability of our Yang Dynasty to manufacture right now."
Jiang Zhi sighed, true.
That’s something from another world, after all the interaction with Miss Chu, he understood that world compared to the Yang Dynasty was like many years into the future.
"We may not make an exact copy, but we can study it and gain inspiration to eventually invent a fitting harvester for Yang Dynasty." At this point, Shen Zheng’an suggested, "The Prince might as well arrange to find and recruit some skilled craftsmen."
Shen Zheng’an held the manual, such a clear message, how could he not understand?
Jiang Zhi’s previous gloominess was gone, his face was all smiles, "That’s exactly what we should do."
After using it briefly, Ah Chen returned to instruct everyone on their use. The crowd here was quite bright, operating these tools wasn’t difficult, and soon they picked it up.
Soon, they were engaged in using them, working fervently, even Shen Zheng’an couldn’t resist experiencing it.
Besides these tools, there was a multifunctional hulling machine, capable of hulling, milling, etc.
When Jiang Zhi and Shen Zheng’an came back, they saw freshly hulled white rice, cornmeal, and fine white wheat flour.
People of this era seeing these, naturally were excited.
"What’s this then?" Shen Zheng’an asked beside her, watching Ah Chen pour the washed rice into a round vessel.
Ah Chen stated, "A rice cooking pot."
It should really be called a rice cooker, resembling one exactly, but also modified, currently powered by Crystal Core energy.
"This doesn’t have a manual, making it with the ability of Yang Dynasty would be very difficult."
For Yang Dynasty, such a thing was too intricate and technological.
After using all those tools, the crowd eagerly had a feast, eating till they were full.
The buns made with flour before were fragrant, but lacked today’s delicate texture.
Listening to their comments, Ah Chen found it amusing. Yet those accustomed to refined flour sometimes regarded the original flavor of coarse grains as more savory.
"You can use these however you like," Ah Chen directed this at Jiang Zhi, there were plenty of materials. If Jiang Zhi arranged for people to study them, discovering things fit for Yang Dynasty would be good.
If not enough, just trade with the end-world again.
She was very satisfied with Jiang Zhi as a collaborator.
Understanding her words, Jiang Zhi bowed to Ah Chen, expressing profound gratitude. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓
With these new farm tools, the space’s crops could essentially be harvested upon maturity, accelerating the expansion of space land.
On Shen Nanqiao’s wedding day, before getting into the bridal sedan, she learned of Jin Zhu being at the Fourth Prince Mansion, her initially rosy complexion turned ghastly pale.
As Shen Zhengjie carried her to the bridal sedan, trembling she told him about it, frightening him into a stumble, sparking curiosity among onlookers.
Fortunately, Shen Zhengjie steadied himself.
Why did he feel the person delivering the message was doing it deliberately? frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
"How do you know?" He asked as he placed Shen Nanqiao into the sedan.
Shen Nanqiao’s voice quivered, "A note."
Someone had given her a note.
Shen Zhengjie’s face also went pallid.
In the crowd, Shen Zheng’an glanced over, shook his fan, and sauntered off, his steps rather jaunty.
Just see if this didn’t scare them to death.
Could they not handle any more? It wasn’t over!
Soon, he arrived at a teahouse, the spot providing a view of the wedding procession.
After he went up, sure enough, he saw Ah Chen seated by the window, sharing her observations.
When the procession passed by here, someone approached Shen Zheng’an, secretly reporting news to him.
At that instant, Shen Zheng’an’s face changed dramatically.
Ah Chen overheard, the person said, "Interrogation results are out."
