ROTCGIS, Chapter One Hundred and Ninety Five

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Rebirth of the Charming Girl in Space

Chapter 195:

Do Whatever I Ask

After speaking, she was about to leave the main hall.

Murong Lingran hurriedly said, "Big Brother, what I said just now was just a casual remark. I don't know if supplying the tavern daily is enough for you to deliver by carriage. If it's not enough, take a break for a while and wait until the crops in the newly developed wasteland are ready."

"Alright, Big Brother understands."

With three taverns providing a steady income, the vegetable business for Muyan Lingran's family improved significantly.

However, after careful calculation, Murong Zong found that it would be challenging to supply both the taverns and send people to sell vegetables until the remaining twenty acres of wasteland were fully developed.

Therefore, in the beginning, they prioritized preparing for the taverns. If there were leftovers, they would deliver by carriage. The remaining people joined the teams for land development or vegetable cultivation.

During this period, the Ministry of Rites' Minister's residence and the Ninth Young Master seemed to have increased the amount they wanted. It made them busy every day.

However, as the villagers learned to drive the horse-drawn carts, Murong's family completely entrusted them to handle it. They gradually began to relax.

Daily routines involved inspecting the vegetable fields, keeping accounts, checking the ledgers, collecting money, and listening to reports of any issues.

Of course, there were people coming every day wanting them to supply vegetables, but their supply and demand were saturated, so they rejected all requests.

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Late at night, everything was quiet.

"Miss." Chang Qi Shenjun suddenly called from the space.

Murong Lingran was sleeping and suddenly opened her sleepy eyes.

As she was sleeping alone now, there was no need to be cautious. Once she closed her eyes, her body immediately entered the space.

"Shenjun, did you urgently need something by waking me up?" Muyan Lingran said after a big yawn.

ChangQi Shenjun calmly said, "Starting tomorrow, provide me with ten different herbs daily. Remember, they must be ten completely different ones."

Murong Lingran suddenly rejoiced, thinking that they had more land available for planting. However, upon checking, she found it was the same as when she entered last time.

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"Your injury hasn't changed, why the variation in required herbs?"

ChangQi Shenjun snorted coldly, "Hmph, I told you to do something, and you just do it. Less talk."

Murong Lingran rolled her eyes; this person's arrogant temperament had come up again. She could only say, "Alright, but did you have to wake me up in the middle of the night for this?"

"Of course not. It's... well, forget it. When the time comes, you'll know. I'm going to sleep now. Don't disturb me. Tomorrow morning, go get the herbs; time is of the essence. Got it?"

"I got it." Muyan Lingran grinned reluctantly.

After waiting for a while and not hearing Chang Qi Shenzun continue speaking, Muyan Lingran suddenly punched and kicked the air. If possible, she wanted to give him a good beating!

Could he not mention this early in the morning? Dragging her out of a beautiful dream.

Being awakened suddenly in the middle of the night and then getting angry for a while, Muyan Lingran couldn't sleep. She tossed and turned in bed for several hours but still couldn't fall asleep. She inevitably got up with dark circles under her eyes the next day.

She had to prepare breakfast, which she usually did early, and she was always the earliest riser. Weary, she placed the breakfast on the table. As soon as she sat down, she felt something was wrong with the atmosphere. She looked up and saw everyone looking at her anxiously.

Murong Zong reached out and touched her forehead, "No fever. A’Ran, what's wrong with you? Your complexion looks bad."

"It's nothing. I dreamed of a monstrous creature that infuriated me to death last night. I couldn't sleep after waking up. It was dawn as soon as I fell asleep."

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