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

"Thanks to the horse, otherwise it would have taken us two days to plant these potatoes or something like that," Grandpa Liu said, patting the horse's nose with concern.

"We'll find some fresh grass for Black Egg and Pipi to eat later."

After the entire hillside was plowed once, the village chief untied the bag of wood ash.

Wood ash is a good thing; it can loosen the soil and prevent pests.

"Don't sprinkle it too thickly, just spread a thin, even layer on top."

Several people took turns scooping up the wood ash and spreading it evenly on the freshly plowed land. Then they picked up wooden rakes and raked the land back and forth repeatedly, thoroughly mixing the grayish-white ash with the raw soil and leveling the ground.

"Old Fang, how do we plant it?" the village chief asked Fang Tiesheng.

Without Fang Tiesheng's guidance, they really wouldn't dare to plant this novelty randomly.

Fang Tiesheng adjusted his reading glasses, held the notebook, and the open paper was covered with densely packed small characters.

This is a note he compiled based on the current situation in Lotus Village and the planting instructions included in the potato seedling bags.

"First, dig ditches. Never dig ditches along the slope of a hillside, as rain will wash the soil and seedlings down the mountain. Keep the ditches two feet apart and dig three inches deep at the bottom. Space the planting plots one foot apart. Our land is not fertile, and if we plant them too densely, I'm afraid they won't grow big."

The group worked efficiently, with Da Niu and Zhao Hu using hoes to dig horizontal ditches, while Fang Tiesheng and the village chief were responsible for placing potato seedlings along the ditches.

Each sprout was gently placed into the ditch with its tip pointing upwards, and Grandpa Liu and Grandpa Li then covered it with soil, just enough to cover it completely.

Every time the plants were placed a short distance apart, Niu Cuihua would take a small amount of wood ash and gently sprinkle it on both sides of the plants.

The ash that was just sprinkled into the ground is to nourish the soil, and sprinkling a small amount more will attract maggots to gnaw on the seed blocks.

"Be careful not to sprinkle it on the tender shoots, or you'll burn them," Fang Tiesheng reminded as he placed the powder.

"I know."

Black Egg and Pipi were quietly tied to a low tree on the slope, munching on the tender grass that Grandpa Liu and Grandpa Li had brought them, occasionally glancing up at the busy crowd.

As the sun slowly sank towards the mountainside, its soft afterglow spread across the newly reclaimed slopes, revealing rows of shallow furrows concealing the newly planted potato seedlings.

The village chief straightened up, rubbed his aching lower back, and looked at the newly cleared wasteland: "After a few days of light rain, the wood ash will seep into the soil, and the seedlings will take root. Later, when we have enough livestock manure, we can expand the planting area on this slope next year."

Fang Tiesheng lowered his head and carefully wrote down the detailed data of today's land reclamation in his small notebook.

"By the way, where did you plant those two sweet potatoes in the basket?"

"We fell in together, so we deliberately kept a distance," Zhao Hu replied casually.

"Mm." Fang Tiesheng nodded.

They've never grown sweet potatoes before, and they only have a few plots. Now that they've sprouted, they don't know if they're growing them correctly. They look similar to potatoes, and they taste powdery and soft, and they're all buried in the ground.

So they simply planted them in the same way as potatoes. (Note: Sweet potatoes and potatoes have different planting methods and timings. Sweet potatoes require ridges and higher temperatures. This method is absolutely not feasible. The villagers don't understand this and can only conduct incorrect experiments.)

After finishing all the work, the group packed up their hoes, rakes, and plows, slung bamboo baskets over their shoulders, and led their two horses down the mountain.

The setting sun cast long shadows of the group on the winding dirt road, while the distant, layered mountains were bathed in a warm, orange-pink hue.

As the evening breeze grew cooler, the roadside weeds swayed gently in the wind, and birds returning to their nests skimmed over the treetops.

The newly cleared barren slopes lay quietly behind us, within which lay the full hope of the people of Lotus Village.

……

The rich and mellow aroma filled the entire courtyard, and Ji Chuntao was by the stove making the final packaging.

The chicken and snail soup was kept warm on the stove.

She used a pound of mountain snails and two free-range chickens to slow-cook the soup, using generous amounts of ingredients. The high-quality free-range chickens were slow-cooked until a thin layer of honey-gold oil floated on top, while the soup base was a clean and soft light amber, with a faint, clear hue from the mountain snails.

The sauce in the other pot had cooled down, and the three empty thermos containers next to it had been washed clean.

She poured all the cooled sauce into the thermos. Since she had made a lot of sauce, after filling two thermos containers, she put the rest into an empty plastic jar, intending to leave it for her daughter to take to the shop.

After finishing that, she chopped a large handful of washed wild scallions and neatly piled them into a small bamboo basket. If the locals liked to add scallions to their noodles, they would sprinkle some on top to enhance the flavor.

Having regained some of his energy, Xiong Bo kept circling around the large round table in the courtyard.

That afternoon, he felt like his brain and eyes weren't enough to keep up!

After eating, Dr. Chen said he could come out and walk around, so he tentatively went out of the house. As soon as he stepped out of the door, he saw Dr. Chen leading a young girl squatting on the ground. In front of them was a large black board that he had never seen before, which reflected a faint light under the sun. There were many fine grids drawn on the black board.

The material is obviously very special.

Beside the girl named Gou Ya was a large white box with symbols he couldn't understand drawn on it. In the center of the white box was a small black frame, and below it was a large black square frame. Inside the square frame were two green boards and various small silver nails.

Seeing that the two did not avoid him or scold him, he boldly approached.

After looking at it for a while, I only heard that the object was called a photovoltaic panel and the white box was called a reverse control integrated chicken. Why is this square thing called a chicken?

Seeing himself squatting beside him, Dr. Chen had no objection. Xiong Bo became bolder and tentatively reached out to touch the white box.

(ง ˙o˙)ว！ ！

This white outer shell is actually iron! Cold, hard iron!

The black plate was wrapped in a ring of iron, no, it was a material similar to iron, but seemingly harder than iron!

The two had various threads and strange, snow-white paper with unfamiliar words printed on it.