Song Mianmian thought that in her previous life Du Qinghui’s space had only ten mu while she would soon have one hundred mu so her ability to earn money would be ten times greater.
Besides having a space was lucky enough and she should not be too greedy.
Song Mianmian was feeling perfectly content when Duobao suddenly spoke up again.
Master when the space upgrades you will be sent out automatically. Actually this is to protect you because the tremors during the upgrade could hurt you.
Song Mianmian looked a little aggrieved.
Does every upgrade need my approval?
Yes master.
Then there is no problem.
She had been worried that she might be thrown out suddenly while hiding inside the space to avoid danger and that would not be pleasant. Now that concern was gone everything was fine.
She stepped out of the space waited about five minutes and then went back in. Even though she was prepared she was still deeply impressed by what she saw.
One hundred mu was not really a large area and that was not what amazed her. What did was that the wooden house and the hot spring had also grown ten times larger and looked truly magnificent. The spiritual spring which had been no bigger than a washbasin had expanded tenfold as well and sparkled brightly.
Song Mianmian remembered that in the past there had been a daily limit of ten jin of spiritual spring water something Du Qinghui had always complained about. She asked Duobao.
Is there a limit now?
Yes master you can take one hundred jin per day.
One hundred jin was quite a lot. She nodded satisfied and asked.
Is it good for you too?
It is Duobao said eagerly. It helps me replenish my energy but I only need one jin a day or even half a jin. And although you can use it daily master it is best not to exceed four jin.
Song Mianmian considered for a moment then said generously.
Except in special circumstances I will give you ten jin every day as a reward for helping me store the surplus water in the warehouse.
Then another thought came to her.
Duobao dear could we convert the golden house inside into a container to hold water in the wooden house?
Duobao clapped happily.
Yes absolutely. I can reshape it into a bowl or rather a large water storage bucket. We can also make a large silver bucket from ordinary silver too.
Song Mianmian fell silent. She had assumed Duobao could only help with planting harvesting and keeping her company but it turned out there was so much more. She asked curiously.
What other abilities do you have dear?
Duobao rubbed his hands sheepishly.
Gold element manipulation is new. Before the upgrade all I could do was forecast the weather and give people electric shocks.
Song Mianmian paused. She understood weather forecasting but electric shocks. Was it what she thought.
She was about to ask when Duobao added.
It works on animals too not just people. And I can do it from a distance. But the target has to be within two meters and I can only stun them not kill them.
That was exactly what she had imagined and it was wonderful news. Even though she had learned powerful martial arts as a ghost she preferred a more relaxed existence.
Duobao created a golden bucket and a silver bucket each capable of holding over a ton of water. They could have been made larger but since the water had to be kept fresh inside the wooden house this was the maximum size for now.
Evening was approaching so they decided to drink their fill first then move the rest into the golden bucket. Both of them could only manage a little over one jin each. They wanted more but their bodies could not hold it.
About a minute after drinking Song Mianmian broke out in a thin layer of sweat with a terrible stench. Duobao however showed no change at all. Of course Song Mianmian thought Duobao’s skin was flawless and free of impurities while she despite her beauty was only human and naturally had toxins in her body.
The smell was unbearable so she went straight to the hot spring. After bathing she found her skin was now as smooth as Duobao’s and her hair shone like fine silk. She looked absolutely stunning.
This would not do if she wanted to confront the Zhao family. No one would sympathize with her looking like this. She hurriedly found Du Qinghui’s cosmetics and applied them to make her face and hands look darker yellow and rough. It was her first time using makeup but the products were excellent easy to apply and water resistant.
With that taken care of she went to help with the planting only to find Duobao had already finished. The soil here was truly miraculous any cutting would take root instantly. Everything was arranged neatly as if by magic.
Song Mianmian decided to write things down instead. She would keep a notebook of important matters especially those concerning her ghost friends.
Duobao could act as an alarm but Song Mianmian preferred to use one of Du Qinghui’s mechanical ones. She woke promptly at five washed and went to wait outside Yu Hongying’s building. She had considered knocking but did not want to be taken away as a lunatic.
She was certain she would catch someone there early in the morning but instead she heard two elderly women carrying baskets talking loudly as they came out.
I thought Hongying would be home. It turns out she left for Shanghai the day before yesterday and will not be back for five days. And here I am suffering with this headache.
You did not know. I heard the day before yesterday. Her parents have also gone to visit relatives and Jinghuai is staying at his research institute. The whole family is away.
Jinghuai was Yu Hongying’s husband Fu Jinghuai. He had been a kind man but met a tragic end in the previous timeline. Learning the truth about Fu Chen had not killed him outright as it had Yu Hongying but it turned his hair white overnight and he fainted. When he woke to find his wife gone he grieved deeply without anger. Everyone expected him to seek justice through the law but he did something extreme instead.