Abandoned Woman Busy Farming
Chapter 1414 - 1416: The Pursuers Are Here, She’s Still Worried About Him_1

Chapter 1414: Chapter 1416: The Pursuers Are Here, She’s Still Worried About Him_1

"Aren’t you cherishing it very much? Why don’t you cut it off completely?" Sangta saw that she had dug out a lot of the sand from the ground yet hadn’t taken care of the clumpy object at the bottom, and couldn’t help but become curious, "Is this not suitable for use in medicine?"

"This must not be dug out. As long as this part remains, it can grow back into a new plant. Remember this place, and next year when you come to see, if it has grown well, then you can dig it up. But remember never to dig out the clumpy object underneath, as it can grow back again." Bai Ruozhu said excitedly. Suddenly, she smacked her head and looked at Sangta with excitement, "I’ve got it! I’ve thought of a way for you to make money!"

As she lifted her arm, she accidentally pulled at the wound on her shoulder, wincing in pain with a hiss. Sangta hurriedly supported her hand, saying with concern, "Take it easy. Making money can wait; healing your injury is more important. What would we do if the wound split open again?"

Confronted with such tender eyes, her heartbeat involuntarily skipped a half-beat, and she quickly withdrew her hand.

Sangta’s expression darkened. He thought to himself that she still couldn’t accept him. But he couldn’t bring himself to imprison her. He feared seeing her transform into someone who didn’t resemble herself at all. Would she still be the girl he liked?

From afar, Jiang Yichun saw the two of them squatting there, unclear of what they were actually doing, feeling as if his heart was being scratched by a cat. He was desperate to rush over and get a clear view.

But what reason did he have to dash over there? Alone, he was no match for that Prince and his Beast Team, and then how would he face the girl he had stabbed with his sword?

For some reason, a pair of cold, disappointed, and pained eyes suddenly appeared in his mind, staring fixedly at him, causing his head to start aching again, so much so that he clutched his head and fell to the ground.

Yet even through the pain, his eyes remained fixed on the direction where she was, until he saw Sangta helping Bai Ruozhu’s hand, nearly making him jump up in a rage. But the intense headache made him collapse back to the ground.

Feeling that the atmosphere had become awkward, Bai Ruozhu quickly said, "You have the perfect climate and environment here but haven’t thought of utilizing it. There must be plenty of tamarisks here, and wherever there are tamarisk trees, it’s likely that cistanche will be parasitizing. You can cut down the cistanche to sell to us, or to other countries. It will surely bring in a considerable income each year, and then won’t your people be able to live and work in peace and contentment?"

Sangta listened, hardly daring to believe, "Is this stuff really valuable?"

"Of course, in ancient times, it was a tribute offered to the emperor. What do you think?" Bai Ruozhu felt that the Barbarian Clan had surely focused on how to rear beasts and livestock and hadn’t paid attention to other aspects of development.

"Even if these things can regrow, there’s always a limit to how much they can be used, right? It might only be enough to improve the Barbarian Clan’s living conditions for a few years," Sangta frowned.

"That may not be the case. I know a method to artificially cultivate cistanche. Once the people of the Barbarian Tribe learn it, will there be a fear of ever completely running out?" Bai Ruozhu’s eyes sparkled as she spoke. Her Grandpa had once wanted to cultivate cistanche as well, and she had been very interested back then. But the area where they lived wasn’t suitable for its growth, which is why she said the Barbarian Clan had the perfect climate and environment.

"Cistanche is parasitic next to tamarisk trees, so you need to plant more tamarisk trees. Then, through artificial cultivation, you attach the cistanche to the roots of the tamarisk trees..." Bai Ruozhu enthusiastically explained, only to realize afterwards that Sangta looked utterly bewildered.

Her mouth twitched as she said, "Forget it, I’ll write down the cultivation methods when I get back. Anyway, I need to stay here for a while until my subordinates arrive, so find some people who can grow medicinal materials and are literate. I’ll instruct them properly for a few days so they’ll understand what to do."

"Oh, okay, sure." Sangta’s mind seemed to wander upon hearing that she was leaving, and he responded absentmindedly.

"If it goes well, just from cultivating and exporting cistanche, you could earn hundreds of thousands of silver per year. Then you can exchange with other countries for food and clothing. Why would you worry about your people not having enough to eat or wear then?" Bai Ruozhu said with a smile.

Sangta suddenly snapped out of his reverie, "Over a hundred thousand taels of silver? Yearly? If this could really happen, it would greatly improve the situation of the Barbarian Clan."

He then remembered that prophecy, which foretold that a noble person would appear and bestow blessings upon the Barbarian Clan, bringing about earth-shattering changes. It seemed now that the prophecy was about to be fulfilled.

He didn’t understand medicinal materials, let alone how to cultivate them, but he felt sure that what she said was true.

In the distance, Jiang Yichun’s hand, which had been clutching his head, slowly released, and it seemed that the duration of his headache had shortened somewhat. He didn’t know what ailment he had, but now that the pain was gone, he got up from the ground.

The branches stuck in his clothes had broken off aplenty, and though the vines were still there, they were covered in dust, making him look both bizarre and disheveled.

At that moment, footsteps suddenly came from the distance, and a man and two women appeared not far from Jiang Yichun.

Jiang Yichun looked at the woman in red. Wasn’t she the lover from his memories? But why did he feel nothing for her, even an aversion to looking at her? And was the woman in black next to her out of her mind? Why was she looking at him with such sentimental eyes? It just made him feel sick.

Jin Jing quickly formed a hand seal with one hand, then instructed Honglian, "Bring Yuefeng and capture him immediately for me, but do not harm him!"

As soon as her voice rang out, Honglian emotionlessly instructed Yuefeng, and then both of them charged toward Jiang Yichun.

From a distance, Bai Ruozhu and Sangta were alerted by the commotion and looked over to see it was Honglian and the others, and they were engaging with Jiang Yichun.

Bai Ruozhu thought Jiang Yichun must have remembered something and, excited, called Xiaohei and was about to rush over. Sangta also hurriedly mounted the white tiger and shouted at her, "Be careful with your own safety, don’t just charge over there!"

Xuanfeng, true to the title of king of beasts, caught up with Xiaohei on the way. Sangta, anxious in his heart, said with a stern face, "Even if you are worried about him, you can’t just rush in recklessly. What do you think the Beast Team I brought is for?"

With a whistle from him, a pack of wolves charged toward Jin Jing and her group.

"What kind of ghost look is this?" Sangta couldn’t help exclaiming when he clearly saw Jiang Yichun’s "disguise." He just couldn’t associate the moving plant in front of him with the cold and handsome man he once knew.

Compared to Jiang Yichun’s current comical disguise, Bai Ruozhu was more concerned about his safety. She stared at him without blinking, and seeing him caught between Yuefeng and Honglian, she broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, the wolves surged forward. Although they couldn’t hurt Yuefeng and Honglian, who had turned into meat zombies, they did impede their movements, giving Jiang Yichun a chance to catch his breath.

Bai Ruozhu hurriedly took out a bottle of Anti-corpse Powder, just about to rush over, when Sangta beside her snatched the Anti-corpse Powder and said, "I can go, you stay here and don’t risk yourself!"