Transmigrated as a Peasant Baby Who is Pampered by All

Chapter 622: Chapter 395: Honestly, Let’s Just Tell Everything

Since it was already known, there was no point in hiding it. Xiaomi simply accompanied Wei Ziang for a tour around the inside and outside of the space.

From the courtyard, to the fields, and then to the mountains.

With just a thought, they could appear anywhere within the space.

She even willingly spoke about the events from her past life, and the resources she collected back then.

After all, they might need to use the things in there soon.

Knowing they were going to stay in the stone forest for a few days, Ling’er began preparing food. The supplies of grains and poultry stored before were abundant. They wouldn’t run out for even a hundred years, let alone ten or eight.

Wei Ziang, initially shocked, gradually became numb to it all, even when Xiaomi mentioned forgetting to drink the amnesia-inducing soup at reincarnation, he showed no reaction.

Finally, Xiaomi took Wei Ziang to the warehouse.

”Here are the things planted and raised in the space, and here are the resources I collected in my past life, more than half of which are food, though now I’m not sure what use they are.”

Saying this, Xiaomi beckoned, and a bunch of grapes flew over: ”Try some, little bro. The grapes at home started bearing fruit last year, but grapes spoil easily, so I couldn’t bring any for you.”

Xiaomi peeled a grape and fed it to Wei Ziang.

Wei Ziang instinctively lowered his head to take it in, the sweetness and juiciness unlike anything he had tasted before.

Xiaomi placed the remaining bunch into Wei Ziang’s hand, letting him eat slowly, then called over a few potatoes.

”Actually, you’re not wrong. I do have ideas. I observed that the soil here is loose and breathable, perfect for growing potatoes. They can be cooked in various ways, and unlike sweet potatoes, they don’t cause heartburn even if eaten in large quantities.”

With that, she tossed the potatoes: ”Ling’er, please prepare a potato feast for my little bro to try.”

She then turned to Wei Ziang: ”Did you know, if grown well, potatoes can yield up to 8,000 jin per mu!”

Although Wei Ziang thought he could remain calm, he gasped, his pupils constricting sharply: ”8,000 jin!”

Even the highest-yielding sweet potatoes only produced about 2,000 jin!

”Ah, I did say that’s the highest yield. Generally, it’s two to three thousand jin, and four to five thousand jin is already quite good.”

Xiaomi waved her hand indifferently, as if it was a commonplace matter, leaving Wei Ziang unsure of how to react.

”It’s strange, though. Lishi City and Cheng County aren’t that far apart, yet Cheng County has so many mountains and waters, and here it’s not the same, with a big difference in soil.”

Xiaomi pondered, and Wei Ziang finally had something to say.

”Heading from here to Cheng County, you’re entering a vast mountainous area. But in the middle of those mountains, there’s a plain, with plenty of rain, where Nanyang Prefecture is located.”

”And Cheng County is right on the edge of this mountainous region, which is why, despite the short distance, there is such a big difference.”

General Song has a frontier map, and Wei Ziang, as a seasoned chiliarch with many accomplishments, had naturally seen it.

Xiaomi mapped out the terrain Wei Ziang described in her mind and began to understand.

”I see. But it works out well. The land here is suitable for potatoes and grapes, given the ample sunlight. I also have many varieties of grapes here.”

”We can set up hundreds of acres of vineyards, making wine and raisins galore. And potatoes too, they’re not only delicious but also store exceptionally well and can be grown in many places, though yields vary.”

”Speaking of which, there’s also rice. With the long sunlight here, I wonder how two rice crops a year would do. I’ll mention this to Dad and Mom when they get here.”

Xiaomi rubbed her chin, chattering about her thoughts and plans.

Wei Ziang listened seriously, smiling only after Xiaomi finished: ”Now Dad and Mom will have their hands full.”

Xiaomi shrugged: ”And Little Wei too. Didn’t Dad acquire the title of an Earl of Agriculture? I hear it’s hereditary. Since Older Brother wants to become an official, Little Wei will probably inherit the title. It works out, he struggles with studying, now he can skip the tests.”

Wei Ziang nodded, suppressing a laugh: ”Xiaomi has it all figured out. Little Wei will definitely prefer this.”

Indeed, compared to reading and writing, Little Wei clearly preferred working in the fields.

Xiaomi called, and two water bottles filled with Spiritual Spring water flew over, along with a peculiar device.

”It’s getting late, let’s head out. With this magnetometer, we might uncover the secret beneath the stone forest.”

Before Wei Ziang could ask what it was, the scenery around him blurred, and they had already stepped outside. He was still holding the bunch of grapes Xiaomi had given him.

While Xiaomi was getting up from the ground, Wei Ziang quickly reached over to help her: ”What happened, did you fall?”

Xiaomi pulled a face: ”I didn’t fall. My body can’t go inside.”

”Huh? What do you mean?”

”Well, though the space is mine, my physical body can’t enter it. When I’m inside, it’s always in a state of consciousness, and my body is outside, asleep.”

”A state of consciousness?” Wei Ziang couldn’t resist squeezing Xiaomi’s hand.

Although he had been led through many places inside by Xiaomi, even amidst his overwhelming awe of the space, he was certain he noticed nothing peculiar.

Furthermore, Xiaomi had often taken him inside to practice, and there was never any difference.

”Yes, although it feels the same as being outside, it’s actually a consciousness state, and I can’t eat anything.”

If I eat, it leaks out.

Xiaomi explained while handing one of the water bottles to Wei Ziang and slinging another over her shoulder, the plump, potbellied bottle capable of holding four or five jin of Spiritual Spring water, looking delightfully charming.

Wei Ziang mimicked Xiaomi’s actions, slinging it over his shoulder, and couldn’t hide his amazement while frequently glancing at the bottle.

Transparent, adorned with cute little animals, all rounded and adorable.

”Let’s go, little bro. This is a simple version of a magnetometer. It doesn’t have many functions, but if we delve deeper, it should pinpoint the spot with the greatest magnetic variation.”

She couldn’t remember when she got this thing, but as long as it was useful, that was enough.

Wei Ziang looked at the peculiar device in Xiaomi’s hand and resisted the urge to question.

He had asked enough today already, and they could always discuss it later when there was time.

Soon, the two were properly roaming around the stone forest, Wei Ziang checking the map for direction, while Xiaomi probed every spot with the magnetometer as they moved along.

During a hunger break, Xiaomi found a shaded spot and waved her hand, summoning chairs, food, juice, and clear water, especially the fragrant spread of potatoes Ling’er had prepared.

So much so that Wei Ziang was somewhat dazed while eating.

How miraculous it was that the stone forest, which had ensnared him for half a month and cost the lives of over a hundred brothers, now allowed him to enjoy such a sumptuous lunch?