Reborn with a Space: Building a Fortune Amidst Famine

Su Yuanyuan asked Zhao Yanli to help look after the livestock at home while she drove to the city. She found the herbs at the pharmacy.

She bought all the herbs in a hurry and rushed home.

Directly set up a stove at the edge of the field, Li Hongxiang, the trio, and the Zhao sisters also came over.

The herbs were boiled, and the six of them each took a bucket, using sorghum stalks dipped in the herbal concoction to spray the cotton seedlings.

Su Yuanyuan watched carefully and felt it was effective, so she told both families to take the buckets back to their own cotton fields for spraying.

She was alone, boiling herbs and spraying them. She didn't sleep for three nights, and after three days, the cotton on each family's ten acres was sprayed, more than half of the pests on the seedlings sprayed the first day were dead.

Now all three families were confident. "Mr. Li, let's do another round. This remedy works.

Xiao Li, you should send some over to the big brother's place. I think the city should deliver these days. Anyway, if we can save some, it's already good."

Everyone started the second round of spraying again.

Zhao Qingxiang and his brothers acted immediately upon hearing their sister's words, each family having ten acres of cotton.

But back then, ten acres were planted very sparsely, not like now.

The Zhao Brothers knew this was hope. Initially, they thought this year's cotton harvest would be a failure. Unexpectedly, there was hope.

After Su Yuanyuan and the others finished the third round of spraying, Li Hongxiang went to the city but came back empty-handed. The drugstore said the herbs they needed wouldn't arrive for another ten days.

Now all three families were keeping a close watch on the cotton seedlings.

After the third spraying, the pests on the cotton seedlings had almost disappeared.

All three families felt reassured.

They all farmed the same way, with their cotton fields adjacent to the sweet potato fields, which they'd checked multiple times.

The good news was that there were no pests on the sweet potato seedlings.

Su Yuanyuan drove off to find Feng Baoshan to ask him to check the cotton field.

"Xiao Su, is there any more of that remedy?"

Su Yuanyuan shook her head, "None left, there's no stock in the city."

There was really nothing left. She had given the remaining to Ma Changshun, and even his family didn't have enough.

Feng Baoshan sighed; there was no way around it.

"Xiao Su, about this method?"

"I found it in an ancient book, desperate measures. Director Feng, you should push the city to pull in more pesticides."

Counting on this might not be realistic. Su Yuanyuan thought, the first thing this year was to search for the pesticide factory; it was too frightening, nearly ten acres wasted like that.

In the following days, they paid special attention to both the cotton and corn fields, fearing pests might infest the corn too.

Fortunately, the corn field was pest-free.

Their cotton was saved, but almost the entire farm's cotton was not salvaged.

The Zhao Brothers and Ma Changshun would still have some yield.

This stirred dissatisfaction among many, who turned to Feng Baoshan.

That day Li Hongxiang went to the city to buy herbs. Feng Baoshan came over again.

He felt very ashamed, but he had to come because everyone reached out to him.

Today Su Yuanyuan was cutting sweet potato seedlings, as they'd grown too long to be useful.

Seeing Feng Baoshan and several small team leaders approaching, Su Yuanyuan, holding a sickle and carrying a basket, came out.

"Director Feng, what brings you and the others today?"

The team leaders were already checking the cotton field.

There weren't entirely no pests on the cotton seedlings, but they wouldn't make much impact; their cotton field was saved.

Ma Changshun frowned, "So envious, knowing your cotton was unaffected by pests."

Su Yuanyuan somewhat guessed the reason. She couldn't help it; survival is the ultimate, besides, it was a trial who knew if it would work?

"Xiao Su, I went to the city, they haven't delivered yet, demand for pesticides is too high, we have to wait.

Even if it arrives, it'd be too late for our use. Cotton would be unsalvageable then."

Feng Baoshan regretted planting cotton this year.

Several team leaders emerged.

One, Mr. Chen, had a temper, "Why do you have no pests on your cotton?"

"Old Chen, what's your attitude?" Ma Changshun wasn't having it. Su Yuanyuan was really nice and generous to him.

His family's cotton was sprayed too, with excellent results.

"I'm just anxious.

Xiao Su, what did you apply to your cotton field?"

"I found a formula in an ancient book, so I tried it, and it worked. Although not all were killed, it was saved."

"The formula?"

Everyone wanted to know anxiously.

Su Yuanyuan returned to her house, copied down the formula, and handed it to Feng Baoshan, understanding their urgency, but no way would she tolerate aggression.

Feng Baoshan took the formula and glanced at it, "Xiao Su, last time you mentioned it, I didn't ask for it as I knew there weren't herbs in the city.

Having it now wouldn't help." Feng Baoshan sighed again, his tooth had been aching for a month.

"Director Feng, today Li Hongxiang went to the city for medicines, if there are any, he'll buy them all; no medicine is no solution."

It was hope; their faces rushed with this anxiety.

Yet with Li Hongxiang there, they knew nothing until he returned.

"Alright, thank you."

Su Yuanyuan shook her head; encountering such pest disaster, there were no solutions; if there were, she'd contribute.

"Xiao Su, we'll wait for news then."

Li Hongxiang returned around four in the morning, having bought all the herbs he intended; initially not for sale, until he explained the situations at the fields.

The three families kept what was needed, left some for the Li Brothers, Ma Changshun, and also saved a share for Team Leader Tian, then Li Hongxiang drove off to the farm headquarters.

Zhao Yanli hurried off to deliver the medicine.

Su Yuanyuan was at home, boiling the herbs.

Li Hongxiang had fetched back a significant amount of medicine to the farm headquarters, but realistically not enough to cover the entire farm. But that wasn't their concern now.

The three families did another spray, feeling even more secure.

It was already mid-August, the cotton bolls were sizable, spraying now likely affecting yield too.

Yet, it was necessary, saving whatever is possible.

By late August, Zhao Yanli and Li Family started harvesting wheat, planting just enough for personal consumption. So in one day, the wheat was at their respective threshing grounds.