She Only Cares About Cultivation

She caught the pig blood with a bamboo tube, thinking she could make some blood tofu later.

No problem if she couldn’t carry it, she could put it directly into the space, without leaving any trace.

The wild boar’s skin could also be tanned and used as a cover; all in all, the whole animal was valuable, no loss at all.

That’s how she spent three to four months in the grove, collecting prey and wild fruits and vegetables, until she had explored the entire mountain, played enough hide and seek with the villagers of Snake Ridge, and gradually made her way out of the mountain, slowly heading towards the town.

As soon as she arrived at the town, she went to a barbershop, sold her long, shiny black hair for five silver coins, had her hair cut short, and covered it with a local scarf. Her face was never clean, and her clothes were always loose and baggy, walking through the journey looking dirty on the outside.

The shoes she wore earlier were already worn out, so she spent one silver coin to buy a new pair. The sole of this pair was thicker than the one she made herself, helping her walk out of the nearest town to Snake Ridge.

Once out of the town, it was mountains again. In Sichuan Province, if nothing else, there were plenty of mountains. In the mountains of Snake Ridge, she saw a wild giant panda!

Although she wanted to pet it, the wild panda was not tame at all; it even bared its teeth and roared at her. As adorable as it was, for the sake of her own life, she dared not go near.

The colder it got as she walked, she wanted to buy cotton, but in the rural town, it was simply unavailable. Cotton in the space would only appear at Level 20, and she had just reached Level 10, still needing to wait another half a year; by that time, it might already be warm.

Sadly, she didn’t even have a set of thick clothes to keep warm. Luckily, as cold as it was, she wasn’t outside all the time, only lingering briefly when cooking outside or searching for prey because she couldn’t endure the cold. This limited her wandering distance in the mountains, and being unfamiliar with the roads, she had taken quite a few wrong paths.

But she could fill her belly because, at Level 2, she could plant rice and wheat; at Level 3, she could grow corn. The daily foods like cabbage, potatoes, lettuce, eggplant, red dates, tomatoes, peas, lotus root, chili, etc., she could all plant. Previously gaunt, now she had gained a bit of flesh.

After that two-hundred-jin wild boar, there were also wild chickens, rabbits, snakes, bamboo rats, and other prey entering the storage one after another. She lacked neither vegetables, fruits, meat, nor nutrition. The only regret was not being able to eat eggs; although she found wild eggs and bird eggs, as the space hadn’t reached a certain level, she couldn’t raise live livestock, making eggs a rarity.

Of course, usually, her four plots of land primarily aimed to grow grains, occasionally switching to vegetables and fruits. The stockpiled grains would come in handy in the future. Eight hours passed, and she would immediately harvest and plant again; this was the great benefit of staying in space, where she could always monitor her plant growth.

Although now farming is a bit unfamiliar, not as frequently used as in the second or third lifetime, she even forgot about the upgrade rules for red land, black land, and gold land. But having experienced hunger, even ordinary fields made her feel fortunate. So, even if there were only these four plots from start to finish, she would be satisfied.

It’s better with the corn planting; each time, she could harvest 12-20 ears of corn. The yield of wheat and rice was a bit pitiful, yielding a bowl of rice grains or wheat grains, but still gratifying. She hadn’t sold grain crops in the market, always selling the grown vegetables, then using gold coins to buy space seeds. Such a cycle was tough, but her life was rather abundant because the time difference between space and the outside world was twice as much. Using it well allowed her to eat and drink her fill.

The place where she was had a relatively high altitude, so winter not only brought snow but also extreme cold. If it weren’t so smoky to light a fire in the space, she wouldn’t have to light a fire outside while freezing and shivering to cook.

Yishui was thin and small, not even reaching 1.6 meters, with a pitiful weight of sixty to seventy jin, a recent gain due to eating more. She wondered how those people could even lay a hand on her under such conditions.

Actually, she wasn’t thin before; it was because she was sold off throughout her journey, tortured and starved thin. The menstrual period she originally had even ceased due to malnutrition and rough handling, forcibly disrupting it.