This was the first meal she had eaten since transmigrating, and it was much better than what the heroines in the novels she had read usually had.
Those people either ate coarse rice porridge or wild vegetable buns after transmigrating.
But her first meal had meat, eggs, white rice porridge, and fresh, delicious mushrooms.
This was a great start. She hoped her life here would only get better.
After finishing her meal, there was still quite a lot of porridge left in the pot. Sigh—she had cooked too much. Next time, she would make less. She could leave the rest for the dogs tomorrow.
Oh, and there was still a live chicken in the space. Although it looked a bit weak, it probably wouldn’t die. She needed to feed it too.
Thinking this, Gu Shiyi scooped some porridge and put it into the space to feed the chicken.
After tidying up the kitchen, it was still light outside, and the water had already boiled. She poured some into a teapot for drinking and carried the rest to the washroom to prepare for a bath.
The washroom and the toilet were separated by a stone wall, with a doorway covered by a cloth curtain.
The toilet was very clean, probably because no one lived here long-term, so there was no unpleasant smell.
Gu Shiyi took a simple bath. There was a bar of soap in the washroom, though it wasn’t the fragrant kind used by women—just a plain one.
It seemed she needed to earn more money to buy better soap in the county.
From her memories, there were already many types of scented soap available here, as well as various skincare products. As long as one had money, they could buy anything.
After bathing, she didn’t feel like washing her clothes, so she decided to do it tomorrow by the water pool.
She went to the kitchen, found a pestle, crushed some bone-setting herb, and applied it to her ankle.
After taking care of herself, she took chili seeds and garlic cloves into the space, along with a few pieces of ginger.
She first tried planting the chili, garlic, and ginger using her thoughts. In novels, spaces could be controlled by the mind—hers should be the same.
Sure enough, the ginger, garlic, and chili were automatically planted.
At that moment, the stone tablet beside the land changed. A screen suddenly appeared, with many words displayed on it.
Gu Shiyi stepped closer and read carefully. At the top was a weather forecast.
Great Zhou, Year 32 of Yongning, Ninth Month, Eighth Day of the Lunar Calendar.
“Yongning” must be the current emperor’s reign title. This was the 32nd year of his rule—he must be quite old.
Today’s temperature: 16–21°C, weather: sunny turning cloudy.
Tomorrow’s temperature: 15–22°C, sunny.
Below that was the weather forecast for the next half month—all sunny.
Gu Shiyi continued reading. The weather looked good, with crisp autumn days.
Below that were the space’s functions: healing and permanent preservation.
It could heal injuries and preserve items indefinitely—this space was quite useful, just a bit small.
Its storage area was only three square meters.
Only then did Gu Shiyi notice the stone-paved ground beneath her feet. It really wasn’t big. No wonder Ah Hui couldn’t fit inside earlier—it simply didn’t have enough space.
Sigh… it was too small.
Further down was information about the land: total area four square meters. Chili matured in 24 hours, garlic in 48 hours, ginger in 48 hours. There was still one square meter of empty land available for planting.
That speed was incredibly fast!
In two days, she would have fresh chili to eat.
For the remaining space, she planned to find some vegetable seeds tomorrow—even wild vegetable seeds would do.
At this time of year, finding some shouldn’t be difficult.
She needed to eat vegetables daily, otherwise… well, digestion would be a problem.
At the very bottom was information about the water pool—it wasn’t any kind of magical spring, just ordinary spring water.
The space was small, but it should be upgradeable. She just didn’t know how to upgrade it yet.
She would figure it out slowly in the future.
After leaving the space, she returned to the bedroom. It was the largest room in the courtyard, though simply furnished.
There was a heated brick bed, a small bed about 1.5 meters wide, a table with three bamboo chairs, a wooden wardrobe, and a bamboo rack.
Gu Shiyi began checking what supplies were in the room.
She opened the wardrobe. On the bottom layer were two new quilts.
She carried them to the bed and checked them—they were in good condition and quite thick. Together with the bedding already laid out, she wouldn’t need to make new quilts this winter, saving her some money.
She rolled up the bedding on the bed and placed it on a chair, planning to take everything outside to dry in the sun tomorrow.
For tonight, she would use the new quilts.
As she continued checking the wardrobe, she noticed a small wooden box at the bottom.
Wasn’t this the box her mother used to store money and jewelry?
How was it here?
She had thought her stepmother had taken it. It turned out her father had brought it to the mountains.
Gu Shiyi sat on the bed and opened the box.
Ah… this…
Inside were several pieces of her mother’s jewelry—silver ornaments, a pair of gold earrings, and a gold bracelet.
The rest were silver hair accessories.
She had seen all of these before.
What shocked her even more was that there were six silver ingots inside, each worth ten taels, along with ten banknotes of ten taels each.
Wow—one hundred and sixty taels in total!
Hahaha, with this money, did she still need to worry about survival?
Her father had truly been thoughtful. Knowing her stepmother wasn’t a good person, he had hidden the money in the mountains.
Gu Shiyi put the box away. She had originally planned to return it to the wardrobe, but after thinking it over, she decided to store it in the space for safety.
Then she continued checking the clothes in the wardrobe. There were her father’s and mother’s clothes—but none of her own.
It seemed she needed to prepare winter clothing for herself.
But now that she had money, she didn’t need to worry.
Once her foot healed, she could go to town, buy fabric and cotton, and make clothes herself. In her previous life, she enjoyed crafts like making dolls—sewing clothes wouldn’t be difficult for her.
She could wear her mother’s clothes for now, but since she had money, she didn’t want to make do. She would make new ones for herself.
The bamboo rack had four levels, with the upper shelves empty.
Only the bottom shelf held lamp oil, candles, and some miscellaneous items.
There was still quite a bit of lamp oil—enough to last a long time.
Gu Shiyi looked at the size of the rack. It should fit into the space, allowing her to store more things.
Earlier, Ah Hui couldn’t enter the space because the hawthorn branches she had cut were scattered all over the ground, taking up space.
So she entered the space and reorganized it. She moved the items from the rack onto the ground, then placed the rack inside the space. After that, there was still some room left.
She placed the small wooden box of silver on the top shelf.
She also put the basin with mushrooms and the bamboo basket on the rack. The basket contained hawthorn fruit.
She removed the hawthorn from the branches and placed the fruit into the basket, throwing the branches out of the space.
She ended up with a full basket of hawthorn. There were still several trees outside—she would pick the rest next time.