The little one's purse connects the two worlds, turning a desolate village into a paradise.

"Grandma, Auntie said today is a lucky day, lots of new shops and stalls will be opening, so since we don't have any vegetables to set up, I can just go shopping!"

"Okay, buy whatever you like." Grandma Liu reached out and straightened Ya Ya's slightly crooked hood.

"Mmm!" Ya Ya nodded, and just as she was about to leave, her gaze fell on the two people who appeared around the corner. She raised her little hand and asked, "Grandpa Fang! Sister Gou Ya! Has that power board been installed yet? Can our village have electricity now?"

"Not yet, Grandpa hasn't figured it out yet." Fang Tiesheng shook his head.

"Does it have to be placed inside the wall? The electricity over there comes from inside the wall!" Ya Ya offered her advice earnestly.

Fang Tiesheng waved his hand, "Nannan, you go ahead first. Aunt Cao is probably waiting for you. Grandpa will think about these things slowly."

"Alright then, Grandpa Fang, good luck!"

After the small blue figure disappeared into the courtyard, Fang Tiesheng quietly dragged a chair over and sat down.

What Ya Ya said about putting it inside the wall did remind him.

It seems the people there knew the dangers of electricity, which is why they hid the wires inside the walls.

If they can figure out how to install and connect the power, then do all these wires of different thicknesses and colors also have to be buried in the wall or the ground?

But Gouya also mentioned that electricity seems to be able to be transmitted even through the ground.

With limited access to books and videos, he couldn't find a comprehensive method or a complete explanation of the principles behind its use, and he couldn't help but shake his head repeatedly.

Originally, they thought they could use the magical energy of electricity to see if they could make a weapon to rescue Da Niu, but it seems that this method is not feasible in the short term.

It would be great if there were readily available electrified devices like flashlights, which could be used simply by pressing a switch.

They've been using flashlights for so long and have never been shocked or numb.

If only there were a little gadget like a flashlight, that you could press and it wouldn't light up, but it would emit electricity so strong it would make your head spin...

As Fang Tiesheng pondered, his thoughts drifted back to the disclaimer agreement written in black and white.

The signatures have all been completed. Tomorrow morning, Nannan should be able to bring back that thing called the Pulse Grid.

Solar photovoltaic panels, with their immense power, don't require liability exemptions, while pulsed power grids do. This means that such a powerful system must be even more potent than they are experiencing today, and could truly be fatal.

They can't even install a solar power system properly, so how could they possibly learn to use it in a short time?

Fang Tiesheng was somewhat confused for a moment.

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Today happened to be market day, and Cao Xiulian arrived at the shop early.

There were so many people at the market, and they all arrived very early; people from nearby villages and towns started coming before dawn.

She kneaded the dough extra and made a lot of soft, fluffy meat buns and steamed bread, and also prepared extra soy milk.

Just as I was putting the steamer basket on the pot, I saw Ya Ya pushing a small cart and wobbling towards the shop through the glass window.

The small black box on the vehicle was closed, and the two large baskets that were usually used to carry vegetables were nowhere to be seen. Only the little girl came over.

"Ya Ya, why did you come by yourself today? Where's your uncle? It's a rare day for a big market day, business must be booming!" Cao Xiulian walked around from behind the worktable to the shop entrance, picked up Ya Ya's little cart and put it into the shop.

"Uncle went to sell vegetables himself. There weren't many wild vegetables in our village today, so I didn't bring any. Grandma heard there was good luck in the harvest and told me to have a good time!"

Cao Xiulian reached out and ruffled Ya Ya's hair, teasingly saying, "Our Ya Ya is quite the little rich girl now, she should shop to her heart's content and buy whatever she likes. But she must keep her little watch safe."

Ya Ya grinned, "Little rich girl."

That's a really nice name.

That grandmother was a very wealthy woman, and the aunt was a younger, very wealthy woman.

"Auntie, you made so many buns today? The steamers are several layers high. Do you want me to help you sell them?" Ya Ya looked around the shop, her eyes landing on the stacks of steamers, and asked enthusiastically.

"No need, no need, you can go and shop with peace of mind." Cao Xiulian waved her hands repeatedly, "The market is just starting to get lively, people are gradually arriving, and there are many new and interesting things on the street that you've never seen before, go and take a look!"

"You really don't need my help?" Ya Ya's eyes lit up, and she asked again to confirm.

"Really, you don't need to."

"Then I'm off again!" Ya Ya said cheerfully, pushing the small cart that Cao Xiulian had just carried into the shop. She waved and quickly joined the crowd of people going to the market.

The usually bustling morning market was even more vibrant and lively today.

The roadside stalls were densely packed together, and even the curbs on both sides of the entrance to the Huaya shop were lined with vegetable stalls.

The main road, which was originally quite wide, was now filled with small agricultural trucks.

The truck bed was piled high with all sorts of goods, including fresh fruits and vegetables, clothes and shoes of various styles, and a row of steaming snack stalls along the road.

A novel and pleasant fragrance wafted in the morning breeze, tempting people to eat.

Ya Ya deliberately went to places where there were crowds. Seeing a large crowd gathered around the truck ahead, she quickened her pace. Where there are crowds, there must be good stuff!

As she got closer, Ya Ya looked at the open truck bed, circled around it, but couldn't find a writing board anywhere.

The truck bed was filled with heavy, dusty bags of stuff, and many aunties and grandmothers were buying them by the bag.

What are they selling?

Just as she was wondering, an elderly woman in a thick, light red coat squeezed past Ya Ya. She was also pushing a cart and asked an older man wearing dark glasses next to the cart, "How much are the potato seedlings?"

"Early potatoes or late potatoes? Pastry potatoes or crispy potatoes?"

"My garden is small, how about a bag of early potatoes, maybe a pound less?"

"Thirteen."

"How many pounds is this bag? Do you have ten pounds? Give me a bag."

Ya Ya stared wide-eyed as the grandma in the red jacket and the shopkeeper with the black glasses asked each other questions back and forth.

She remembered the potatoes; they were powdery, steamed into fragrant, soft, and yellow chunks. She had bought them twice before, but what were potato vines?

Did you mishear? It's potato sprout, a tiny potato.

Ya Ya smacked her lips. Since she'd already seen them, buying more potatoes to take back and have Aunt Chun Tao cook them wouldn't be bad. Last time she bought too few; each of them only got a bite to taste.

Thinking about it, Ya Ya reached out and gently tugged at the shop owner's trouser leg: "Hello, Uncle, is this baby potato a small potato? Is it edible?"

The potato vendor looked down and saw a chubby little baby with his hand hanging on his trouser leg, and he immediately burst out laughing.

"Little one, these are potato seedlings, not potatoes, you can't eat them! If you want to buy edible potatoes, look at the stall over there, they've piled up all edible ones. But this uncle sells potato seeds."

As he spoke, he pulled a potato planter out of the truck bed. "Look, this is the kind of potato with sprouts. Potatoes are different from other crops. They don't rely on seeds. They use the sprouted tubers themselves as seeds. Once the sprouts come out, you can plant them in the soil and they will grow new vines and produce new potatoes."

Ya Ya stared at the potato sprouting tiny tips in front of her, and suddenly realized, "So these are potato seeds! Are they easy to grow? Is it just a matter of burying them in the ground?"

The potato vendor smiled and nodded repeatedly: "That's right, it's that simple. These are specially made potato seeds for seed production. We specifically select those with plump eyes and long sprouting time. They've also been treated with chemicals to ensure uniform germination and prevent seed rot."

You absolutely must not eat this, it will cause poisoning, remember that!