The Blessed Farm Girl Has a Spatial Storage

After this incident, Zhao Yue began to search for his own dream.

However, he was indecisive. One moment he would say he wanted to study and become a high-ranking official, and the next he would declare his ambition to be a great poet and author.

Zhao Zhitong educated him, explaining that a dream isn't just lip service or something that changes daily. It's about choosing a goal and then diligently working towards it.

Worried he wouldn't understand, Zhao Zhitong offered examples: "Look at Qiao Jiaojiao, for instance. She wants to be a judge, so she diligently reads the books her father left her. I want to be a physician, so I'm learning medicine from Grandfather. Lanlan wants to be like Master Lu Ban, so she improves her craftsmanship every day.

You see, everything we do is aimed at achieving our dreams; it's not just talk, you know."

This conversation happened to be overheard by Scholar Meng. While pleased with the insight of his most prized disciple, he was also astonished to realize that the ambitions of his few disciples were quite grand.

Zhao Yue, too, seemed to have gained some understanding. He stopped his whimsical pronouncements, calmed down, and began to pay attention in Teacher's lessons and study diligently.

He felt that he hadn't found his dream not because he wasn't intelligent enough, but because he hadn't read enough. Once he read more books, he would surely find his dream within their pages.

Amidst the fervent learning atmosphere of the four children, the Zhao Family welcomed a distinguished guest.

This was Feng Qihong, a renowned merchant and wealthy magnate of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Of course, the Zhao Family was unaware of his true identity; they only knew him as the proprietor of Guang Ju Restaurant, a significant boss.

He was here for the vegetables from Zhao Dong's Residence.

After a 'war of words,' Sir Feng proposed to buy out the Zhao Dong's Residence vegetables for a fifteen percent share of the profits.

This meant that from then on, their vegetables could only be sold to Guang Ju Restaurant, and the Zhao Family would receive fifteen percent of the profits.

Fifteen percent might sound low, right? Actually, it was already very high.

The Feng Clan's Guang Ju Restaurant was widespread throughout the entire Great Zhou Dynasty. Furthermore, considering the principle that 'rarity increases value' and Guang Ju Restaurant's first-class promotional methods, the benefits involved were quite considerable.

Besides, their family currently lacked power and influence; in the future, they would need to rely on Sir Feng.

For instance, their future orchard and pork would require cooperation with Sir Feng's family.

This vegetable deal was, in a way, securing a strong backer for them.

So, Zhao Dong happily agreed.

Upon his departure, Zhao Dong also presented Sir Feng with a basket of vegetables. Consequently, Feng Qihong returned home greatly pleased.

When Zhao Zhitong returned from Qiao Muchen's home, she heard about this matter.

She calculated in her heart, if one vegetable could be sold for a thousand taels of silver, their family could earn one hundred and fifty taels.

Then, her eyes sparkled. Ordinary cabbages and radishes could usually be bought for one coin per pound. She hadn't expected that after being irrigated with Spiritual Spring water, their value would multiply so many times!

Grandpa Bai chuckled, "Young girl, it's likely even more than that. Businessmen are masters at making money. Since the vegetables you provide are limited, that Boss Feng, in order to earn more, will surely inflate the price of these vegetables to astronomical levels."

"WOW, does that mean we're going to be rich?" Zhao Zhitong squatted by the vegetable patch, cupping her little chin, her small face flushed with excitement as she gazed at these vegetables.

Grandpa Bai replied, "You could say that." He then smiled and added, "So, young girl, do you understand the benefits of the space now?"

Zhao Zhitong was stunned.

At this, Grandpa Bai continued, "So, young girl, you must diligently accumulate good karma. The wondrous uses of the space are many."

Zhao Zhitong blinked, truly grasping the benefits of the space at this moment. Then, she suddenly exclaimed in alarm, "AH, my polygonum multiflorum!"

She then eagerly entered the space.

Grandpa Bai said helplessly, "I already dug it out for you."

When Zhao Zhitong's consciousness entered the space, she indeed found that the polygonum multiflorum had been dug out, and the patch of land where plants could be grown was now empty.

So, hugging the polygonum multiflorum, Zhao Zhitong began to consider planting ginseng. A hundred-year-old ginseng was also very valuable.

Zhao Zhitong squatted and thought for a moment, then, still hugging the polygonum multiflorum, she exited the space and ran into the room to find her mother. "Mom, look!"

Sun Mei was startled. "Oh my, it's fully grown! When your father has a free day, we'll have him take it to the pharmacy in the county town to sell. It should fetch a good sum of money."

Zhao Zhitong was ecstatic, "I want to go too."

Sun Mei smiled, "Okay, then we'll have to wait until you have a day off."

Just as the family was reveling in the joy of their newfound wealth, the Zhao Family faced its first small parting.

Zhao Yu was to follow his master, Meng Fusheng, the next day to go out and travel all corners of the country.

Zhao Dong and Sun Mei were somewhat uneasy; after all, the child was still so young and had only just begun learning martial arts.

Sun Mei was puzzled. "Haven't you just started learning? Why are you already going out to travel all corners of the country?"

Although she wasn't fond of reading martial arts novels, Old Master Jin's works were incredibly famous back in her day, and she had seen many TV adaptations. Typically, one would need to train hard for seven or eight years before venturing out to travel all corners of the country.

Zhao Yu was actually very reluctant to leave his family, but his master was correct: only through trials can one truly grow.

Actually, Meng Fusheng himself wanted to leave home to find his little junior martial sister, who had run off in a fit of pique, leaving him no time to teach this newly accepted disciple. He was also concerned that too much time passing would impede this disciple's progress, so he figured he might as well take him along.

Suppressing his own reluctance, Zhao Yu comforted Zhao Dong and Sun Mei, "Uncle, Aunt, please don't worry. Master said he wants me to go out with him to gain experience. We'll be back soon, two months at most."

Though they were reluctant, they had to let go.

So, Zhao Dong took his small hand and began another round of instructions: "Now, don't try to be a hero in every situation. You've only just started learning martial arts, so listen to your master. If you get separated, or if you can't win a fight, just run. There's no shame in it; your life is the most important thing..."

Listening to Zhao Dong's rambling words of concern, Zhao Yu didn't feel annoyed in the slightest; instead, a warmth spread through his heart.

Over on her side, Sun Mei was preparing Zhao Yu's luggage, packing plenty of clothes and silver taels, especially ensuring autumn and winter garments were included.

Suddenly, Sun Mei had a thought and asked, "Oh, say, should we pack a quilt for him? When you're out traveling all corners of the country, where do you sleep at night?"

Zhao Yu quickly went to stop her. "Aunt, there's no need, really! We'll have places to sleep; we don't need a quilt."

Zhao Dong chuckled. "Honey, they're going to travel all corners of the country, not go on a scenic tour. If he's carrying a huge bundle, he won't be able to fly even if he wants to should he encounter bad people. Relax, with Mr. Meng around, do you think he'd let Zhao Yu sleep on the streets?"

Only then did Sun Mei give up the idea of packing a quilt.

Just then, Zhao Zhitong ran in from outside, holding an oil paper packet. She handed it to Zhao Yu. "Xiao Ge, after you leave, you won't see me for a while. If you miss me, or if you miss home, eat one of the candies from in here."

Zhao Yu's eyes reddened. He took the packet, cradling it as if it were a treasure. "Okay, little sister, wait for Xiao Ge to come back. I'll bring you lots of fun toys."

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