Jia Geng was stunned for a moment and quickly put the manuscript back into his space.
After all, these things had not been published yet, so it was better not to let his mother see them.
"Oh, Mom, I'm up!"
Creak...
The door was pushed open, and Qin Huairu walked in.
"Eat, I'm going to work! You've recovered from your illness. Don't run around!”
As she instructed her son, she handed over two large steamed buns.
"Alright, I got it!" Jia Geng picked up the big steamed bun and took a big bite.
The steamed buns were still warm. It was obvious that his mother had brought them back from the factory and heated them up in the pot.
"By the way, Mom, were there any rabbits in the rabbit hole we made last night?”
Jia Geng recalled the rabbit hole he made with his mother yesterday.
"Aiya, look at me, I forgot!”
Qin Huairu slapped her head, feeling a little vexed. Why didn't she remember?
"Mom, I'll go take a look. I'm familiar with that place anyway.”Jia Geng said vaguely with a steamed bun in his mouth.
"It's too dangerous!" Qin Huairu instinctively objected!
"Mom, it's okay. I'm just afraid that others will see me and take me away.”Jia Geng said.
"This, this is fine too. Come back after you see it!"
Qin Huairu was worried that her son was still young and would not be at ease if he went. However, when she thought about how she was going to be late for work soon, she realized that her son was still a child.
Moreover, his son knew where the rabbit nest was and would be back soon.
After all, the distance wasn't too far. It would take an hour to go back and forth.
"Mom, don't worry! I'll check it out and come back!" Jia Geng quickly promised her.
"Yes, I am. Be careful!" Qin Huairu nodded and reminded him again.
She turned around and left for work.
Although Jia Geng didn't have a watch, he knew it was almost nine o'clock.
Because his mother worked from nine to five.
Six days a week, eight hours a day, and rest on Sunday.
Unlike the later generations, where everyone was 996 or even 007.
The current nine-to-five really meant what it meant. Overtime was very rare.
He was still quite hungry after waking up early to write a novel. He finished the two big steamed buns very quickly.
"It's not enough. I'm still a little hungry!”
Jia Geng muttered and then thought of something.
With a thought.
His consciousness came into the space and looked at the field.
Wow!
In the golden wheat field, the ears of wheat drooped because they were full.
"What a great harvest!"
Jia Geng was ecstatic.
With a thought.
The wheat stalks were separated one by one, then the outer shell was removed and ground into powder.
Wow!
Jia Geng saw a small pile of white wheat flour in the thatched cottage. It could also be said to be white flour.
He was so shocked that he was drooling!
Without the weight, he didn't know exactly how heavy it was.
However, it was estimated to weigh 50 pounds.
This could be considered a good thing among fine grains!
A catty of fine grain tickets cost 3 yuan!
Of course, Jia Geng also knew that the price would drop in the future!
This small pile of flour was worth at least 150 yuan.
Moreover, it was estimated that it would be planted in less than half a day.
Therefore, with a thought, he sowed the remaining wheat seeds and watered them with well water.
The ginseng and green grass were still the same. The cut parts had not grown back.
Jia Geng had no choice but to add the wheat straw, bran, and green grass to make small pieces of feed for the rabbits.
At first, the rabbit was not willing to eat it, but after adding the green grass, it ate it happily.
With a thought.
Jia Geng's consciousness returned to reality.
At this moment, an idea popped up in his mind.
If he could use his consciousness to write novels in the space, it would be much more convenient, and his hands would not be sore from writing.
He put the pen washi into his space.
Sure enough, after experimenting, he could really use the pen to write novels in the space while moving his body in reality.
Moreover, because he was directly using consciousness control, he could write novels very quickly.
However, with his consciousness divided into two parts, he might not notice some details. For example, Jia Geng almost tripped over the threshold and fell when he just left the door.
However, compared to the rapid writing speed of the space, this small obstacle was nothing.
As long as he slowly groped around and adjusted himself, he believed that he would be able to adapt very quickly.
When he got home, his grandmother and two younger sisters probably went out to bask in the sun. The sun was the warmest now.
Therefore, Jia Geng directly took a weight and two bags to store the flour and rabbits.
Then, he put the steel and the bag into the space.
The courtyard house was also quiet at this time. Everyone had gone to work.
He took out a White Rabbit Creamy Candy and stuffed it into his mouth before walking out of the courtyard house.
Jia Geng went to the grocery store first. The paper and pen he used to write his novel were almost used up.
That was why he came to buy paper and pens.
"I'm dizzy!"
Jia Geng was instantly speechless. He had already handed over the money, so how could he have the money to buy paper and pens!
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