Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress
Chapter 845 - 847: Making a Fortune (5)

Chapter 845: Chapter 847: Making a Fortune (5)

This is the physical difference between men and women, even though she was nourished by the waters of Lingxi River, not once could she overpower him in a contest of strength!

During these days in the king city, the two had been sleeping together under the guise of being husband and wife. Nangong Yi, like a young lad tasting meat for the first time, would fuss around until the late night every evening, embracing, kissing, caressing; each time, it took their relationship further, each time, it made their bond even more tacit and harmonious.

Although they had not yet broken through the final barrier, Cai Wei, out of sympathy for him, always helped him relieve himself in her own way. Refreshed, Nangong Yi, adhering to the principle of reciprocity, always repaid her doubly, also aiding her with his methods!

A whirlwind seven to eight days passed; arguably, his enthusiasm should have diminished a bit by now, but instead, it became even more intense, not only at night but also utilizing the time of their noon nap. It really was a classic example of seizing every second and minute!

After Nangong Yi left, Cai Wei waved her fist in the direction of the entrance and then turned to enter the Space.

Brother Ying saw Cai Wei walking in a peculiar manner and laughed raucously, "Master, you’ve been bullied by King Qin again!"

"Get lost, it’s none of your business!"

Cai Wei’s face turned red, and she quickly limped to soak in the hot spring, while behind her, Brother Ying, watching Cai Wei’s duck-like steps, laughed so hard he rolled on the ground clutching his stomach!

Having lost so much face, Cai Wei really felt like crying; they hadn’t even truly fought and she was already utterly defeated. What if one day they got married, and then...

Ugh, never mind!

Annoyed, Cai Wei slapped her forehead, driving those enchanting thoughts from her mind.

The hot spring in the Space had the effect of healing wounds. The swollen areas on Cai Wei’s body slowly returned to normal in the soaking, not painful anymore, nor as red as if blood-filled as before.

Pleased, she left the hot spring and went to the Lingxi River to look for shellfish, curious if the shellfish in the river all contained pearls.

She scooped up several river clams, melo snails, scallops, among others, and had Chang Mei help her find a small shovel, then she started prying open a clam.

The clam was pried open, and Cai Wei gasped in astonishment. She distinctly saw pearls attached to the flesh of the clam on both sides. Although only the size of soybeans, they were uniformly sized and lustrous, clearly high quality.

Cai Wei was overjoyed and picked up a melo snail to pry open, and once again, she found another pearl of quality matching yesterday’s dragon pearl!

"Buy Cake!"

Cai Wei lay down by the creekside, her heart racing: Space was just too incredible, creating so many unimaginable myths. Only now did she realize just how wealthy she truly was. Thinking back, she used to be busy planning to open a dim sum shop, fabric shop, and restaurant; all those businesses bustling together weren’t worth as much as selling one pearl.

"I’m rich, I’m rich..."

She murmured, smiling broadly as she rose to her feet and took the shellfish to the kitchen.

The man had gone to inspect the glass factory and had agreed to come back later to have breakfast with her. That fellow had tossed and turned most of last night and continued well into the morning, he must be exhausted by now. She needed to make something delicious to replenish his strength!

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Due to the huge demand for glass, the Khan of the Meng had already started to build a factory, planning to cooperate with Cai Wei and make a big move to lead the people of the Meng Slaves to a wealthier, comfortable life.

Now, the Meng Slaves skilled in glass-making had snowballed from the initial dozen taught by Nangong Yi to several hundred, and everyone was happy to have mastered this craft. With this technology, they no longer had to live a nomadic lifestyle of constant displacement. By relying on this craftsmanship, they could make a living, and perhaps even achieve a modest level of comfort!

The factory was still under construction, and the glass-making masters had to temporarily work in sheds. Nangong Yi started his inspection from the first shed, observing if everyone’s glass-making skills were up to par, and determining if there was anything needing his guidance.

Fortunately, the technology of glass-making here was very simple. As he walked through, he hardly saw any errors; everyone was seriously making their glass, and timely management was securing the glass of slightly better quality.

Making glass was not difficult, but transporting it was because glass is fragile, more so than dishes or bowls. With a large mountain to traverse and many hardships on the road to the Capital of Great Jin from Meng territory, they really weren’t sure that they could safely transport the glass thousands of miles away to the Capital!

Thus, how to transport glass to the Great Jin Nation had become a significant problem.

Nangong Yi had wooden boxes custom-made, wrapping each piece of glass in straw, rag, and other materials before placing them in the boxes, planning to transport them back to the Capital this way.