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Chapter 39 Eighty Years of Struggle (3)

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    After Zhu Jiayi figured out this relationship, she checked her space with a little excitement.

    In the last mission, she would take out one or two blessings every day to expand the space and land. Now the grid space of 120 cubic meters is based on this, with 16 square meters for planting, one square meter for water, and the rest  You can store items individually or in combination.

    However, all the supplies and barrels of meteorites she had accumulated were formatted.

    Only the bright sunshine and rich fog suitable for planting are left.

    Sixteen square meters is not big, but the ratio of the flow rate between the space and the outside world is three to one, there is no difference between day and night, and the nutrition is sufficient. She conservatively estimates that the growth rate of plants in the space is more than ten times faster than that in the outside world!

    In other words, sixteen square meters has about the same effect as two and a half minutes of vegetable plot, and can fully meet their family¡¯s vegetable needs.

    With the cheating device of Space and her own abilities, she shouldn¡¯t have to worry about replacing the original owner and becoming a master in 1980.

    Zhu Jiayi¡¯s eyes turned to the nearly milky white pool of one square meter, which was constantly breathing mist like a hot spring, filling the entire planting space.  The air is filled with the unique refreshing sweetness of meteorites!

    She couldn¡¯t help but take advantage of the time when Ying Ziyu was busy gluing the matchbox, put her finger into her mouth, and drank a few sips of spring water.  The warm and soft feeling of the water swept away the weakness and weakness from her body like a feather.

    Zhu Jiayi felt much more relaxed, as if she could fly with just a pair of wings.

    "Sister, why are you up?" Suddenly there were more hands on the table to share the tasks for her. Ying Ziyu was startled and said quickly: "You are too seriously ill this time. Hurry up and lie down on the bed. Don't take care of yourself."  You can¡¯t come down for two days!¡±

    ¡°I¡¯m fine, it¡¯s just a common cold,¡± Zhu Jiayi inherited the original owner¡¯s memory, and also inherited the original owner¡¯s skill of flying fingers around paper boxes.  She said with a smile without raising her head, "Besides, I'm not tired from sitting in a cardboard box right now."

    "Then, sister, if you feel uncomfortable, please tell me in advance, and don't turn a minor illness into a serious illness," Ying Ziyu told her seriously with a stern face.

    "Okay, okay, little housekeeper!" Zhu Jiayi nodded helplessly.

    Matchbox gluing is everyone¡¯s favorite odd job. The working hours are flexible and suitable for all ages. The demand is high, so you don¡¯t have to worry about running out of work.

    Ten thousand matchboxes can earn three yuan. The original owner and Ying Ziyu sit here and are busy almost every day except sleeping, cooking and washing clothes.  You can complete the task worth RMB 10,000 in almost a week and generate an income of RMB 12 for your family every month!

    However, the original owner kept saving four yuan every month, and now there are eighty yuan in the small vault, all of which Zhu Jiayi has put into the space.

    The afterglow of the setting sun gradually faded away. Ying Ziyu packed up the things on the table. After washing her hands, she rubbed her dry eyes and started to cook in the corridor outside.

    She made a pot of brown rice porridge and chopped a plate of pickles.

    Shi Pingyang was the first to go home, and there was a string of his greetings to the neighbors in the corridor.

    His steps were more urgent than usual, and he carried a rare piece of pork that was fat and thin, and his hunched body blocked the last ray of light.

    Zhu Jiayi had long since adapted to the dimness of the room and could clearly see the marks of time on his face and the genuine concern in his eyes.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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