Reborn as a Cube Man in the Late Ming Dynasty

Outside the earthen wall of Liu Family Village, Bai Li greeted Miao Zhiming, who was standing at the door, with a smile, "Zhiming, what good things did you bring back for me this time?"

"Young Master Bai, you're back!" Miao Zhiming's lips unconsciously curled up, his face beaming with undisguised joy.

He couldn't help but want to move forward, to get closer to his god.

Finally managing to hold back, Miao Zhiming stood still and smiled as he listed a long list of dessert names.

It's only ordinary people who have trouble buying food. Snacks, which are just something to satisfy a craving, are not in short supply, although they are not cheap. However, there are plenty of people who can afford them.

"I had Liu Er take all these things and put them on your table, young master! Moreover, I thought that since we don't have to worry about food now, I wanted to add some variety to the villagers' lives, so I brought back some opera singers. If you are interested, young master, you can also see the joys of life. We can all benefit from your good fortune."

Miao Zhiming, without batting an eye, continued, "This was clearly prepared specifically for Bai Xianjun, but I'm using the villagers as a cover."

Really? I just don't believe it.

Suppressing the slight upturn of her lips, Bai Li looked at Miao Zhiming without saying anything more.

He wasn't stupid, so he naturally guessed that these actors were specially prepared for him. But since they had already said that, he didn't need to expose them.

Besides, just being full isn't enough. Otherwise, once people are full, they'll think more and have more problems.

After all, people tend to push themselves too hard, although there haven't been any signs of it yet.

The only exception was that the villagers would occasionally look up and steal a devout glance at him, and mutter a few words, mostly things like "blessing," "thank you," or "protection."

Listening to opera occasionally is not bad. How can we let our villagers just work without relaxing?

Moreover, I'm also very curious about listening to opera.

What would a play about the Ming Dynasty be like?

"Opera performers?" Bai Li became interested, and her face immediately lit up with excitement and anticipation.

"Well, Qinqiang opera, Tongzhou Bangzi opera, Han opera Erhuang opera, Shaanxi Daoqing opera, and so on. I don't know what the villagers like, so I might as well try bringing back some people from all of them." Miao Zhiming continued, "I have already asked Liu Qi and Liu Wusan to build mushroom houses, and I believe they will all be able to move into the houses before tonight."

"The other items we bought have all been delivered to where they were needed."

That's amazing. Who would have thought that the down-on-his-luck scholar who was holding a red flower and lying in Tieshan's arms would become so powerful?

We've really struck gold!

Bai Li sighed inwardly once again.

"What's going on with them?" Bai Li frowned and turned to look at Yang Heyu and the others.

If they were merchants, they wouldn't be waiting for Miao Zhiming here. Besides, these people were all shaking like they'd eaten popping candy, their faces were deathly pale.

He looked like he'd done something wrong; something was definitely off!

"Greetings, Young Master Bai!"

Yang Heyu sat on pins and needles, beads of sweat visible on his forehead from nervousness. As soon as Bai Li looked at him, he knelt down in a flash.

His men's legs went weak, and they all knelt down in unison.

What they saw and heard along the way was enough to confirm the facts that they would never have believed before.

My goodness, she's amazing!

"We...we sell smuggled salt!" Yang Heyu didn't dare to look up. His hands trembled as he tried to remain calm and told Bai Li his original plan in detail.

His voice was low, trembling, and even a little stuttering as he tried to express his apology to Bai Li in a sincere tone in order to seek forgiveness.

This White Immortal Lord also has a relationship with Meng Po.

They're lying through their teeth; do they even want to be reborn?

"Please, Young Master Bai, have mercy!" Yang Heyu unconsciously shrank into a ball, as if bearing an invisible weight. "Give us a chance to atone for our sins, and we'll do anything!"

The last time someone said that, they were in the sky for days and nights.

It's unclear whether Wu Zhen did as he was told.

Bai Li pondered for a moment, then asked Yang Heyu, "Since you are smugglers of salt, where is your salt?"

Yang Heyu bit his tongue until it bled, which gave him some strength. He stood up, trembling, walked to one of the carrying poles, and unloaded the goods inside, revealing the salt underneath.

The salt didn't look very appealing, with some rough chunks of salt mixed in and a slightly yellowish tinge.

"Young master, look, it's right here!" Yang Heyu said cautiously.

They really are salt smugglers. If I remember correctly, salt wasn't as cheap as it is today, where you can just sell it whenever you want.

Salt was a commodity strictly controlled by the state and an important source of government revenue. People had to pay salt tax, so they couldn't eat salt every day back then.

Those who sell smuggled salt have a high chance of being beheaded on the spot if they are arrested.

Only these smugglers dare to roam around like that; no wonder they're all so burly and strong.

These people, however, can still be reformed through labor.

Hmm, a traveling merchant?

Bai Li's heart stirred, and she looked at Yang Heyu.

A virtual trading panel appeared before his eyes.

"You can really think of him as a wandering merchant?" Bai Li stared at the panel for a moment, then looked at Yang Heyu with a strange expression.

It's getting dark. Where are your invisibility potion and alpaca?

I don't know if there will still be ropes available.

Bai Li carefully examined the trading options above, a smile appearing on her lips.

Unlimited lava, here it is!

The trading options listed are: five emeralds for one pufferfish bucket, one emerald for either yellow-green or pink dye, and one emerald for two rooted soils.

Five emeralds can be exchanged for one spruce sapling.

The most crucial point is exchanging one emerald for two water-drop stone cones.

With the three most crucial items—the dripping stone cone, the lava bucket, and the cauldron—you can start making an endless supply of lava!

When we have collected eleven buckets of lava, one bucket will be used to continue producing lava, and the other ten buckets will be used to generate obsidian using traditional methods to create a Nether portal.

If your skills are good enough, you don't need any diamonds!

I wonder what the lower realm is like.

Moreover, the spruce saplings are also a good thing. You can plant four spruce saplings together, although they won't grow into a giant jungle tree like jungle saplings to make a treehouse.

However, once the four spruce saplings grow into large spruce trees, they will turn the surrounding grass blocks, soil, and sand into podzolic soil.

Mushrooms can grow on it and are not limited by light, thus allowing the growth of giant mushrooms.

Saplings, all kinds of flowers, and sugarcane can grow on it.

In this way, mushroom houses can be grown even during the day.

I wonder if the tool maker will provide the tools for precise sampling.

Although they lack the enchanted tools for precise gathering, their village has plenty of bone meal, so they can cut down trees and grow mushrooms.

Thinking of this, Bai Li looked at Yang Heyu with a hint of affection in her eyes.

What a generous traveling merchant! He's come all this way to deliver these things to me!