The granary was full again, this time with quite a bit of rice. It was time to deliver the provisions to Wen Zhi Mo.
Bai Sheng wondered if the spatial storage could be further developed. For example, could she use her thoughts to send food to Number 9, Xinghua Street, even while she was at Red Mangrove Slope?
This idea seemed logical, but she wasn't sure if it would work in practice.
Bai Sheng decided to extract more information from Heng Heng. This creature had truly wasted a lot of the spatial storage's functions. She didn't understand why the space had appointed it as the administrator.
As soon as Heng Heng heard its master's intention, its trotters began to scratch at the ground. It really wanted to escape, because the function its master was asking about could only be completed with its participation.
As the spatial administrator, as long as it appeared at Number 9, Xinghua Street, its master could send food there with a mere thought.
However, the outside world was so terrifying. It was just a walking piece of pork, and it only wished to continue walking in the future. It didn't want to end up on a dining table.
But ultimately, inner monologues were just inner monologues. Its loyalty to its master prevented it from acting on its inner thoughts. Trembling, it raised one trotter and said with a choked voice, "Master, it can actually be done. As long as I am at Number 9, Xinghua Street, you can send food there with a thought."
Bai Sheng was immensely surprised. "You mean, wherever you appear, I can send things to you across time and space?"
"Uh-huh," Heng Heng shrugged. Seeing its master's excited expression, its slight timidity and hesitation vanished by more than half.
"Heng Heng, you're amazing!" Bai Sheng exclaimed, patting Heng Heng's hindquarters.
Hearing its master's praise, Heng Heng felt even more pleased.
"However," Bai Sheng frowned slightly, "you are too tall and obese. If you go out, your target will be too obvious, and it might be very unsafe. Alas, if you were a little piglet, it would be much easier."
As soon as Bai Sheng finished speaking, Heng Heng instantly transformed into a little piglet.
This was possible too?! Bai Sheng covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes wide open.
However, Heng Heng saw its master in front of it transform into a giantess.
Could Heng Heng also grow or shrink according to her thoughts? Bai Sheng felt as if she had discovered a new continent. If this were the case, could Lightning, Heavy Rain, and the horses also do this?
Bai Sheng really wanted to try.
"Lightning, Lightning, turn into a little snake."
Opening her eyes, she saw that Lightning was still the big Lightning, raising its head and looking at her adoringly.
"Heavy Rain, Heavy Rain, turn into a little puppy!"
Heavy Rain remained still, half-sitting on the ground with a fawning expression.
Bai Sheng tried again with Dark Cloud and the horses, but none of them worked.
Perhaps only Heng Heng, the spatial administrator, could do it. Bai Sheng then turned Heng Heng into a miniature pig, only three inches long.
Heng Heng now saw its master not as a giant, but as a humanoid mountain range. It said with a苦脸 (kǔliǎn - wry face), "Master, when Heng Heng comes back, you must remember to change Heng Heng back. Heng Heng's current physique was hard-won!"
Bai Sheng held it in her palm, caressing its nail-sized head, and chuckled, "Don't worry, I'll restore you to your original form once the job is done."
Bai Sheng called Lu Ye into the space and performed the game of turning a big pig and a small pig in front of him again. Lu Ye was once again shocked to the point of his worldview cracking.
However, although this function was terrifying, it made him very happy. Because from now on, whenever they needed to transport anything, he only needed to take Heng Heng out with him. His dear wife could stay home and continue her pregnancy.
For ease of carrying, Bai Sheng personally sewed a small crossbody cloth bag to hold Heng Heng.
Since Lu Ye would be carrying the small cloth bag, Bai Sheng used black burlap, sewing several layers to make it very sturdy. A cartoon pig was embroidered on the outside of the bag. Although the stitching was crude, the little pig was charmingly cute, possessing a unique flavor.
Lu Ye liked it very much and tried carrying the mini Heng inside the bag several times.
Lu Ye also discovered another benefit: carrying the mini Heng with him was equivalent to bringing a scout. Everything within a 200-meter radius would be within his control. Lu Ye decided that on this trip, he had to build a good relationship with Brother Heng and make him like going out with him.
And so, the next day, Lu Ye set off, carrying the small bag with the mini Heng, riding a particularly tall and strong black horse.
To make the big black horse's appearance legitimate, Lu Ye had gone to town a couple of days prior and said he had coincidentally met a merchant from the Northern Qiang Kingdom and bought the horse from him.
Everyone believed this explanation. The Northern Qiang Kingdom was a nomadic people with many fine horses, and merchants from the Northern Qiang Kingdom often appeared in their Tasha County.
The big black horse's debut immediately garnered a large group of devoted male fans.
All the men at Red Mangrove Slope, including Lu Yu, couldn't get enough of looking at and touching the big black horse.
During meals, they would bring their bowls and squat next to the big black horse, eating and staring at it.
The big black horse stomped its hooves a few times, snorted a few times, and even let out a couple of farts and a pile of dung, but it couldn't drive away these infatuated men.
Bai Sheng thought that men in ancient times loved horses just like men in her previous life loved cars. Indeed, all men were the same.
Bai Sheng named the big black horse "Black Wind," a name that everyone unanimously agreed with.
Lu Ye, carrying the crossbody bag and riding Black Wind, galloped all the way, reaching the county town in less than two hours.
When Heng Heng's cry echoed in her mind, Bai Sheng activated her thoughts and transferred all the stored grains from the warehouse.
Wen Zhi Mo, upon retrieving the provisions at Number 9, Xinghua Street, discovered the rice.
Tsk tsk, what a powerful teammate this was, to be able to obtain such a precious grain as rice! Moreover, these rice grains were plump and of excellent quality.
Sister Bai Sheng was truly a fairy descended to earth!
No, he had to buy several hundred catties himself first!
The grain store had been open for two months, and Wen Zhi Mo had also brought Bai Sheng her share of the profits, totaling seven thousand silver taels.
He was very fortunate that he had agreed to cooperate with Bai Sheng. Now, with the grain store and the jewelry shop, they were practically making a fortune every day.
Furthermore, this time, Bai Sheng had somehow acquired several cartloads of fresh fruits and vegetables. He was wondering if he should open a fruit and vegetable store as well.
Lu Ye refused.
He said it wasn't time yet, and if they were to open one, it would have to wait another half a year. The plantation at Red Mangrove Slope hadn't taken shape yet, and rashly selling such a diverse variety of fruits and vegetables in the county town would easily attract unwanted attention, which would be very detrimental to his dear wife.
Wen Zhi Mo didn't insist further.
After picking up the provisions, he hurried away from Xinghua Street. Now, his time was very tight every day. Besides his usual inspection of each shop, he was also learning martial arts from a mask craftsman at the Ye Sheng Gate.
More than a month had passed, and he still hadn't managed to find out the mask craftsman's name or where he lived.
The mask craftsman's lips were unusually tight, and when teaching him martial arts, he was extremely strict. Wen Zhi Mo was so tormented each time that he had to support himself by the wall when walking.
If he dared to be late or to be perfunctory, the master would directly help him stretch his tendons. The pain of stretching was so intense that he cried out more miserably than a woman in childbirth.
Fortunately, no one was thinking of assassinating him anymore, and he had made considerable progress. He could now take down three strong men by himself.