CHAPTER 132: CHAPTER 132: XIAOZE, YOU DIDN’T KNOW?

Xiaomi carefully buried thirteen turtle eggs in the moist river sand, of course, during which she secretly hid three in the space.

Then she asked her second aunt to help put the bamboo basket under her bed.

Just now when loading sand by the river, she also took the opportunity when her second sister wasn’t paying attention to sneak some into the space.

Things in the space are nourished by spiritual energy, so the hatch rate will definitely be higher.

Moreover, according to Xiaomi’s observations, the space automatically adjusts to the most suitable climate for things planted and raised in it.

Surely the turtle eggs will hatch the same way inside.

Qixi is already splitting bamboo, and a cabinet needs to be made today to be placed in Liu Ze and Qixi’s room.

Jiang Hu scooped two jars of syrup, prepared to weigh the rest so Liu Yang knows the amount.

Liu Yang waved his hand.

"No need, Brother Jiang, just give it to Shopkeeper Liu tomorrow, whatever he gives is what it’s worth. Do you think I wouldn’t trust you, Brother Jiang?"

Jiang Hu didn’t insist either: "Alright then, I’ll give you the money after selling it tomorrow."

Liu Yang hugged the jar and was ready to head back: "Okay, Brother Jiang, you go on, I won’t disturb you."

He was eager to have his family taste the syrup.

After Liu Yang left, Jiang Hu carried a pile of firewood to the courtyard, ready to make the bamboo cabinet.

Rigid bamboo would break if bent directly, so before that, the part to be bent needs to be heated and softened over a fire first.

Qixi had never done this before, so he just asked Jiang Hu how wide he needed it earlier and helped split the bamboo.

Now, having nothing else to do, he found a machete and followed along to learn.

Xiaomi was then taken by her second aunt to bathe.

Just now, she stepped in the fields, returned with the turtle eggs tucked in her hem, then went to the riverbank to gather sand, and she was practically too dirty to touch.

Liu Ze’s book was returned, and now he was slowly flipping through it under the eaves, while next to him Xiao Xue was embroidering.

On the other side, Tie Dan was carrying Xiao Hei and went to collect eggs again, while Xiao Mi on the rooftop was finally discomforted by the sun and jumped down, meowing.

As it passed by a bucket at the kitchen door, it seemed to smell something.

"Meow~ Meow~"

It circled around, raised its front paw, then perched on the bucket, reaching into the water with its paw.

Its meowing drew the attention of Liu Ze, who was reading, and he couldn’t help but laugh at Xiao Mi’s actions.

Xiao Xue saw it too but was not at all surprised; instead, she explained.

"They say cats are picky eaters, but our Xiao Mi is not choosy at all; it likes to eat everything, sometimes even vegetables. Maybe it wants to eat the old turtle too."

Cats like eating meat, eating mice, eating fish, but theirs eats everything.

Liu Ze nodded with a smile: "I see, Xiao Mi must be seeing a turtle for the first time."

Xiao Xue thought for a moment and added: "But we can’t eat this old turtle. Uncle Liu said it’s precious and we should sell it to build a house."

Xiao Xue already slightly forgot what their old home looked like.

But she remembered it was cramped, with her parents, older brother, and herself all living in one room.

Now, their home is much better than before.

However, her parents said they would build an even bigger, better house, then she’ll, her brother, and Xiaomi and Tie Dan can have one room each.

Xiao Xue couldn’t imagine how big such a house would be.

But she knew building a house costs a lot, so everything at home should be sold to get money.

Liu Ze asked with concern: "Is there enough money to build the house? How much are we short?"

While calculating in his mind how much he had for pocket money.

He’s not particularly concerned about money; a book or a pen costing over a dozen silver is fine for him.

No matter how, an old turtle would only be worth about a dozen silver at most.

So when he heard Xiao Xue say the house needed those dozen silver to be built, his first reaction was that houses were expensive and needed a lot of money, which the Jiang family didn’t have.

The two kids weren’t speaking loudly, but Jiang Hu, who was in the courtyard roasting bamboo, heard them too.

"Xiao Ze, you focus on getting better. Don’t worry about this. Uncle Jiang has saved enough for the house."

"Oh, I haven’t told you, today when I brought you gifts, your grandfather came too. When he heard we were building a house, he said he would help us."

Liu Ze was surprised: "Can my grandfather build houses too?"

Jiang Hu was even more surprised: "Xiao Ze, you didn’t know?"

"Cough cough." Qixi cleared his throat: "Brother Jiang, the young master was never bothered with family matters, that’s why he doesn’t know."

Jiang Hu suddenly realized, so that’s why.

"Here’s what happened..."

Jiang Hu roughly explained what Master Liu said that morning.

Liu Ze looked amazed: "So, my grandfather used to build houses too."

Qixi chuckled: "Young master, you don’t know. Master didn’t build houses; he drew blueprints."

"Blueprints? What’s that?" Liu Ze was curious. It was the first time he learned what his grandfather did.

Just like Qixi said, he never had the time or energy to care about anything else before. Even when he felt slightly better, he would read quietly.

Since he was three, he mostly interacted with books.

So much so that even his close family had to explain what was being said.

"It’s like before building a house, you draw a blueprint of what the courtyard should look like, so even people from the county come to Master for drawings."

Liu Ze blinked: "Design drawings?"

Qixi nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, that’s it. The young master is smart; I didn’t even know what to call it."

"The master usually looks at the site first before drawing, so sometimes he would be away for a while."

Liu Ze was enlightened: "No wonder grandfather sometimes goes out for days."

Qixi chuckled a few times and continued assisting Jiang Hu.

Although he knew their master was impressive, with many people said to ask for his drawings, and not everyone could hire him easily.

However, how impressive the master truly was, he wasn’t sure.

Jiang Hu suddenly stopped what he was doing.

"Am I not profiting greatly from this?"

Master Liu instructed him to do nothing except provide him with the cost, and in three days, someone would come to Lai Fu’an Village...

Wouldn’t it be unlikely for him to merely call a few workers to help?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt he was really profiting from this deal.

No wonder Shopkeeper Liu looked envious when he learned Xiao Ze lived at his place.

It turns out Shopkeeper Liu had known long ago but just hadn’t said anything.

Yet Qixi shrugged carelessly.

"Brother Jiang, it’s not about profiting. Money to our master is something external. As long as the young master is well, anything is worth it!"