Two Realms: A cartload of rice arrived at the end of the Ming Dynasty

The late Ming Dynasty.

At noon, shouts and calls echoed from the mountain valleys surrounding Jiyun Village.

Last night, the gods gave an order, requiring the mountain people to clear away all the surrounding grasslands and bamboo groves.

These able-bodied men, who had received the blessings of the immortals, picked out tools from the pile of tools they had brought from Lijiazhai and, under Sun Lu's arrangement, spontaneously cleared the forests around the village.

Even the seven- or eight-year-old children, having tasted a mouthful of instant noodles the night before, joined the ranks of clearing land and pulling weeds, chanting newly composed nursery rhymes like "Cut the grass, clear the woods, the master will come and grant us life."

However, because the tools these mountain people had were rather outdated, they didn't even have many decent wood-chopping knives, so their work efficiency was extremely low.

After a whole morning of work, they managed to clear out a flat area of ​​just over two hundred square meters on the edge of the village.

"Tie it up, tie it up, tie it up~"

Just as the sun was high in the sky, the sound of bamboo poles being struck echoed through the village.

"Dinner's ready!"

"I heard they added sweet potato to the congee today, it smells delicious."

"Big brother, hurry up and take your bowl to line up, or you won't be able to get the thick rice at the bottom."

The villagers, who were working all over the mountains, suddenly stirred and put down their tools, rushing towards the open space in the village.

Sun Lu, who was in charge of serving rice to everyone, saw that the people in the queue were in better health, and their faces had become rosier after eating the rice porridge and instant noodles bestowed by the immortals for a few days.

Although they were still as thin as rakes, they were wearing new clothes and shoes, and their faces were filled with hope and vitality. Seeing this, Sun Lu smiled as well, and when she ladled porridge for the children in the village, she made sure to sink it to the bottom of the big iron pot.

"Young Miss, we get to drink this heavenly porridge every day. It's like a dream even for an old man like me," Old Man Sun said, looking at the rice porridge in the broken bowl that was almost overflowing, dressed in a gray work uniform.

In just a few days, Jiyun Village was completely transformed.

If it weren't for the arrival of a deity, these mountain people would think they were living in a daydream.

"Fourth Grandfather, you just need to wait and enjoy your retirement!"

"Being able to work and contribute to the immortals, without the government's exorbitant taxes and levies, life will naturally get better day by day," Sun Lu replied with a smile.

Just then, a familiar figure appeared out of thin air and teleported over.

"A divine being!"

"The master has descended to earth again!"

"Greetings, immortals!"

The mountain people cheered for the newcomers.

Holding a sample emergency tent, Zhu Shiting watched the group eating and smiled, "Eating now? You should fill your stomachs first; you'll have the energy to work when you're full."

These words moved the entire village.

It's only because the gods care whether they have enough to eat. As for the officials and landlords down the mountain, it's already a miracle that they haven't managed to squeeze all their food supplies out of them.

"Immortal, as you instructed, we have cleared some open space outside the village." Sun Lu stepped forward to report.

"Hmm, not bad."

Zhu Shiting looked at the situation outside the village, and then he called on several of the taller Zhoujiazhai people to come and help him move a pile of tent parts to the open ground.

At this moment, Mr. Li, who came from a craftsman background, looked at the round steel pipes used to support the tent frame and curiously squatted down to touch and tap them with his fingers.

Hearing the clanging sounds coming from the steel pipes, Old Li's face showed a hint of emotion: "My lord, these... these pipes are actually made of refined steel?"

Although the Ming court's control weakened at the end of the Ming Dynasty, it still strictly controlled the sale and trade of salt and iron.

In the private sector, the circulation of even the most ordinary wrought iron was quite restricted, let alone refined steel.

This can be seen from the fact that the mountain people have very few decent iron tools.

Even in Lijiazhai, where most residents are craftsmen, the availability of sickles, iron saws, and chisels is extremely low. There are only about ten of them in total, and each family has to take turns using them.

"These are made of stainless steel."

Zhu Shiting explained, then pulled a color-printed installation manual from his backpack: "Old Li, you've come at the right time. I have an installation diagram here. You guys can learn from me later and set up this tent first."

"Stainless steel, a tent?"

Old Li pondered these unfamiliar terms, then picked up the installation instructions and glanced at them. He exclaimed in astonishment, "This...this is a Celestial Craftsman's Manual used by the Heavenly Court? It can actually lock the real object inside the paper! Truly the art of a Celestial Craftsman!"

"Even if Lu Ban, the legendary master carpenter, were alive, he absolutely wouldn't have this ability!"

The craftsmen of Lijiazhai were stunned when they saw the color prints on the blueprints.

It wasn't just the snow-white, shiny "fairy paper" that shocked them; the foolproof installation instructions printed on it, which were easy to understand at a glance, also broadened the horizons of these late Ming Dynasty craftsmen.

Zhu Shiting smiled knowingly at the startled expressions of the craftsmen and organized a team to begin installing the emergency tent on site.

First, a steel pipe frame was erected, then the tent cover was put on, and the fixing ropes around the perimeter were pulled and nailed into the ground. In less than 15 minutes, a large dark green tent was erected on the newly cleared land by the mountain people.

Seeing this, Zhu Shiting sent back and brought ten folding beds and military training blankets.

After arranging the tents one by one, he counted that each emergency tent could fit about 12 people. After experiencing the comfort inside the tent, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face: "Not bad, not bad, the quality is definitely not a problem."

At this time, Jiyun Village was already in an uproar.

Many villagers, still holding their half-eaten bowls of porridge, gathered around the open space, eager to see what the fairy house the deity had described looked like.

To everyone's surprise, in less than the time it takes to eat a meal, a strange green house, square in shape and with a pointed top, was built out of thin air by a dozen people.

If it were one of the thatched huts in the village, it would take the entire village ten days to half a month to build it.

As a result, this fairy house didn't require much work, nor did it need any stones or adobe bricks. Several families could simply choose an open space and live there.

The way the house was repaired, which resembled a magical ritual, truly astonished everyone present.

"Fairy House!"

"This is truly a fairy house!"

"No wonder the immortals told us to just clear the land. With such a convenient immortal house, our people no longer have to suffer from the cold." Sun Lu said with emotion and tears in her eyes.

If such a warm fairy house had existed earlier, those few clansmen who couldn't endure the snowy days might have been able to see spring.

Old Li, along with a group of craftsmen from Lijia Village, looked around the tent, observing the zipper-style doors and windows, as well as the ventilation pipes. He muttered to himself, "If we could learn even a little bit of this kind of supernatural craftsmanship, it would be enough for our Li family to benefit from for generations."

Outside the tent, Lin Yu, who had been slowly munching on rice porridge among the crowd, suddenly remembered his earlier rude questioning of the immortal deity upon seeing the newly erected emergency tent. His face flushed with shame, he bowed deeply to Zhu Shiting and exclaimed, "If only I had ten thousand mansions, to shelter all the poor and needy, and bring them joy! Thank you, immortal, for bestowing this celestial abode upon me!"