No matter if you are a human or an immortal, you can still farm for me after traveling through time!

Because their brothers had returned and the New Year was approaching, Li Silang and Li Yu were much more cheerful going to school.

After breakfast, the two of them went out first, carrying their school bags.

As usual, Old Man Ma came to the gate at dawn carrying a big broom to sweep the sand and ice in front of the gate, while Little Ma held a shovel to clean the ice edges under the eaves of the door.

Seeing the two young ladies jumping down the stairs with laughter, he reminded them, "Young masters, slow down. It snowed during the day and frosted at night. Now the ground is frozen. Don't fall."

The two children knew the seriousness of the matter, so they suppressed their excitement and thanked the pony.

Old Man Ma looked at the lively young masters with a smile and asked them to walk slowly on the way to school and be careful of the icicles on the wall.

"Young master! Yesterday evening I heard the noise coming from the front yard was livelier than usual. Could it be that the master is back?" Xiao Maer called out to Li Silang, holding a shovel.

Li Silang was full of joy: "Yeah!"

At this time, the door opened again, and Li Sanlang walked out. Seeing his brothers still at the door, he immediately frowned and asked, "Why are you still standing here?"

Li Silang quickly pulled Li Yu over and said, "Let's go, let's go now!" Then he quickly walked away.

Li Erlang came out from behind the door one step later and saw the backs of the two children walking away in a hurry. Just as he was about to find it funny, he noticed a pair of eyes staring at his direction.

He turned his head quickly and immediately met the pony's inquiring gaze. The next moment, the pony was startled unexpectedly and immediately lowered his head hurriedly.

Li Erlang ignored the child and looked further away. He stared at the street corner where a black shadow had clearly flashed.

Who is watching them? Who is the target?

"Second brother?"

"Hmm...?" Li Erlang came back to his senses and saw that Li Sanlang was also following his gaze and looking at the street corner in the distance. He comforted him, "It's okay, let's go." After that, the two brothers walked down the steps side by side and walked towards the academy.

Li Sanlang was going to school, while Li Erlang had something to discuss with the county magistrate's wife. Since the county government office was right next to Qingshi Academy, it was a rare opportunity for them to go together.

It was still early, and the sky was slightly bright. Many people had already started their busy day. The food shops along the street opened early. Perhaps due to the strike of foreign merchants, the usually bustling food shops were now deserted. It was supposed to be a busy time, but now there were few diners.

The two brothers walked slowly across the street. Li Sanlang thought for a moment and said, "Did you notice someone staring at us just now?"

Li Erlang was very surprised. Before his brother said this, he was still wondering whether this person came for him or for Ji Qingyue. After all, they had just returned to Shandan yesterday, and the person behind them was secretly watching them. He didn't expect that the matter might be more complicated than he thought. "You mean this person was watching us when Yuelang and I were not around?"

"Well, Shiro was the first to discover this."

Soon after Li Erlang and Ji Qingyue left, Li Silang and Li Yu did the same things as usual, eating, drinking, and going to school. One day, when the two of them were going home after school, Li Silang deliberately walked behind Li Yu, using Li Yu's cover to secretly observe the person standing on the street corner. "Yulang, that person is here again."

Li Yu's heart tightened, fearing that it was a bad guy who kidnapped the child, so he quickly pulled Li Silang back home. That night, the two told Li Sanlang, who had just returned from school, about their discovery.

"Here he comes again?" Li Sanlang caught the word his brother mentioned, "Again...how many days has he been here?"

Li Silang hummed and counted: "The first time I noticed that man was three or five days ago. Yesterday I told Yulang about it, and Yulang said that the man might be waiting for someone, but he came again today! I can't wait for someone for three or five days!"

Li Sanlang asked again: "Has he ever been close to you?"

Li Yu and Li Silang shook their heads, looking horrified: "At first, the man was just standing at the street corner and staring, but he actually appeared near the academy when school was over yesterday. When we got home, we found that he had actually reached the street corner first."

Li Sanlang looked solemn and decided to meet this man the next day.

Early the next morning, Li Sanlang went out with his two younger brothers. Looking in the direction his younger brothers pointed, he saw a man standing at the corner of the street.

"Third brother, that's him."

This residential area is always quiet. It was a foggy morning. Perhaps it had rained last night, so there were some water stains and a few wheel marks from horse-drawn carriages on the ground.

At this time, a man of unknown identity was leaning against the wall at the corner of the street, facing their front door, staring at them intently.

Li Sanlang asked the two men to stay where they were while he went up to take a look.

Unexpectedly, after the man noticed Li Sanlang's intention to approach, he immediately hid in the alley. When Li Sanlang reached the corner where the man was standing, the man had disappeared.

"Whether it's me or Silang Yulang, once that person finds us trying to get close, we will immediately disappear." Li Sanlang was very distressed. "That person has been around for four or five months and poses no threat. If it weren't for my second brother noticing it today, I would have forgotten there was such a strange person on the corner of the street."

Li Erlang rubbed his chin with his hand, analyzing the man's intentions. He had been stalking outside their house for four or five months, and would run away immediately if someone approached. There was no threat...

As I was thinking, the academy and the county government office appeared before my eyes.

"I understand. You go in." Li Erlang watched his brother walk into the academy, and went to look for the officer standing guard at the gate of the county government office.

After waiting for a long time, someone finally called Li Erlang in.

It seems that he came a little early.

Walking into the backyard, the county magistrate's wife was watering the flowers. The county magistrate was also beside her, wearing a green official uniform. It seemed that he had a case to try today.

"Mr. Xiang is finally back. Did you have a good journey?" The county magistrate's wife put down the water scoop and smiled, telling Li Erlang, who was kneeling on the ground, not to be polite. "Have you had breakfast?"

"Thank you for your concern, my Lord and Madam. I have already had breakfast." Li Erlang stood up and took a few steps forward. "I just returned to Shandan yesterday, and I couldn't wait to come to Madam to discuss the cotton matter this morning."

County Magistrate Hong smiled and asked, "Is Mr. Ji ready?"

"That's right. Yuelang has been working hard to improve cotton seeds these days. He told me that he has now produced 1,000 kilograms of cotton seeds."

The county magistrate's wife was secretly surprised. They had only mentioned the expansion in April, but now they had harvested a thousand kilograms of seeds. It was the season for planting cotton. I guess Ji Qingyue had already planned it, and the plan to plant cotton next year can proceed as planned. "Does Mr. Ji want me to send someone to get the seeds?"

"Yes... and no." Li Erlang said embarrassedly, "Now these seeds have not been sorted. Madam, please find enough people to send to the village to sort cotton and cotton seeds."

County Magistrate Hong listened quietly at the side, his doubts growing.

Where did Ji Qingyue grow so much cotton? As far as he knew, there was no fertile land large enough for Ji Qingyue to grow cotton in the mountains near Shandan.

Li Erlang had no idea what County Magistrate Hong was thinking. He talked with the county magistrate's wife about one thing after another related to cotton.

"In that case, Xiang Langjun, please tell Ji Langjun that I will send someone to get the cotton and transport it to the cloth workshop, and I will also find enough craftsmen and weavers as soon as possible."

While they were talking, County Magistrate Hong had already left and went to "work" in the yamen.

Everyone has things to do, including Ji Qingyue, but it is much more difficult.

At this time, I was busy picking vegetables and packing cotton. I couldn't ask anyone for help. I had to do everything in the painting by myself.

He picked the vegetables that were about to ripen, sorted them into baskets, and then moved them to the bridge, waiting to move them out when the supply came.

The cotton with branches was not easy to pack. It was so large that Ji Qingyue had a headache. Without the help of machines, he could only rely on his own gravity. He personally pressed on the cotton and tightened it with straw vines, trying to pack as much cotton as possible into a bundle.

After being tied up for the whole morning, Ji Qingyue lay on the ground, wanting to cry but without tears.

Although each bale of cotton with branches was as big as a small cart, it only weighed about 100 pounds. Only four bales were produced in the morning, which was less than the yield of one acre of land.

Cry to death.

Growing cotton is really tiring.

After taking a break, Ji Qingyue continued to work hard on baling cotton. He was busy until Li Erlang came back, but he had not finished even one-fifth of it.

Ji Qingyue raised his head from the cotton pile when he heard Li Erlang calling him. He looked at the sky blankly and asked, "Are you going out?"

"No, Yuelang was so busy that he forgot the time. Now it's time to have lunch." Li Erlang brought lunch. Ji Qingyue stood on the bridge, eating while complaining.

"After I finish planting this time, don't expect me to plant as much next time."

Li Erlang wanted to help but couldn't. He comforted his lover with concern. After comforting her, he talked about the result of the conversation with the county magistrate's wife this morning.

Ji Qingyue nodded. There was another problem that was even more troubling than the cotton that had not yet been packed: "How can tens of thousands of kilograms of cotton with branches appear in a logical manner?"

Tens of thousands of pounds, a bundle of cotton branches weighing only a hundred pounds takes up an astonishing amount of space. People can lift it, but it is too big to lift, so it can only be pulled by a cart, one cart for each bundle. In this way, hundreds of carts will be needed. The scale is too large!

"Then hire a boat."

"Boat?"

"If we hire trucks to transport them, it will attract too much attention."

Ji Qingyue patted his head and suddenly realized that he was really busy as a fool. He could use a boat to pull all the goods in one go and then give the rest to the county magistrate's wife after delivering them to the dock. This would work!

"If you want to find a reliable ship, I think Fengzu Trading Company or Tai'an Tower would be feasible." Both of these companies have done business with them and have ships. After Fengzu Grain Store was changed to Fengzu Trading Company, its scale became larger and larger, and it gradually used ships to transport goods. Tai'an Tower was wealthy and purchased food from all over the world, and it also had its own ships.

However, Li Erlang prefers to find Fengzu Trading Company, which is a regular caravan.

"Where is the transaction location?"

Li Erlang pondered: "After leaving the city, go west for two or three hours. The Weak River flows through a wasteland. Can we unload the goods there?"

At this point, Ji Qingyue of course followed Li Erlang's arrangements.

After the two discussed the specific time, Ji Qingyue finished his meal, sent the bowl away, and went back to continue packing cotton.

There was still some time before going up the mountain, so Li Erlang did not rest, but went out to see if there were any clues on the street corner.

Li Erlang went out and walked straight to the street corner. This street corner was actually an alley separating two houses. He took a quick glance and it seemed nothing unusual.

If this person only appeared here and stared at their door, Li Erlang would guess that this person's target could be anyone in the family, but Silang said that this person was also seen near the academy, so this person's target is most likely Silang or Yulang.

They were both eight or nine years old, how could they be targeted?

Li Erlang walked deeper into the alley between the two houses. After walking for a long time, he suddenly saw the light and realized that the alley led to another street. There was no door to hide in between.

He looked around the street for a while, then turned and walked back to the corner.

Li Erlang stood where the man stood, squatted slightly, leaned against the wall at the man's height, and looked towards the door of his house.

Is it Shiro or Yuro?

Li Erlang stood there with his hands behind his back. Just when he thought he had gained nothing, his hand suddenly touched something behind him. He quickly turned around and reached out to touch the wall behind him.

Why is there a small depression here?

I saw a small dent about three inches below his buttocks. It looked like the mark was formed recently, and there was a scratch on it this morning.

Li Erlang stretched out his finger and touched the depression. He picked it up and saw some blue filaments on his fingertips.

The man was wearing a blue robe in the morning.

What could rub a half-finger-long dent on the wall through a robe?

Li Erlang weighed the length and speculated, and after eliminating a series of obviously impossible answers, he came to the final conclusion.

A knife is a knife.

From this angle, the knife is inserted diagonally on the waist between the outer robe and the inner garment. When leaning against the wall, the elbow is pressed on the handle of the knife on the waist, and the scabbard is rubbed against the wall behind. After a long time, a small hole is rubbed on the wall.

But this length...

Li Erlang moved around to measure the knife. The knife was at least five inches long. It was a bit long to be a dagger, but too short to be a horizontal sword or Mo Dao.

Suddenly, Li Erlang was shocked when he thought of a possibility.

This length can only be a barrier sword.

Obstacles are hidden things.

The length of the barrier sword is usually five to ten inches. It is used by the army for survival during field marches. It is also a backup weapon for soldiers in close combat, so there is a saying that one can use the barrier sword to defend against the enemy.

Li Erlang is not equipped with a sword now, only a ring-handled sword. After he becomes the deputy lieutenant next year, he should be able to get a sword.

This guy is carrying a sword. Is he in the army?

The development of things has exceeded his expectations. The situation was already chaotic, and now there is one more soldier. He doesn't know where to start to sort out his thoughts.

Li Erlang shook his head and felt his mind was a mess. It was at this moment that he looked up and noticed that the time was almost right. He should take Ji Qingyue up the mountain while it was still day. At this time, there were still many people collecting firewood in the mountains, so he would have an excuse to meet people.

Thinking of this, Li Erlang temporarily put aside the problems that he was still puzzled about, went home, put the scroll into a bamboo tube, put a basket on his back, and walked towards Baiqingshan after going out.

Baiqing Mountain is located in the east city. Li Erlang walked with his long legs and soon reached the foot of the mountain. It was not yet evening, and many people had climbed up Baiqing Mountain. Some were picking wild vegetables, some were looking for firewood. In short, everyone was busy with their own things. When they saw the tall Li Erlang carrying a basket up the mountain, they naturally thought that he was here to pick firewood and fruit.

Li Erlang pretended to work while slowly approaching the Baiqingshan Temple in the mountains.