He Zhiran did not disturb it and stood there quietly watching.
I saw that after hearing Rice Ball's order, the first row of sheep started running to the left, while the row behind went in the opposite direction.
Soon, the flock of sheep had surrounded themselves into a large circle.
Looking again, Rice Ball's round little body was already standing upright, waving its little paws again, while still making a sound similar to a sheep's cry coming from its mouth.
After hearing Rice Ball's cry, the flock of sheep gradually gathered inward, then gathered densely together.
Only then did Rice Ball stop its actions, stepping with its little short legs to run to its owner as if to show off its achievement, while also making a chirping sound of excitement.
When the little guy ran over, He Zhiran grabbed it and hugged it, helping it tidy up the grass blades and dirt on its body.
"Rice Ball, I didn't expect you to be more capable than the sheepdog, training those sheep to be obedient."
"Hmm -"
Rice Ball seemed to be able to fully understand its owner's words. After calling out, it strenuously drilled its furry little head into her arms.
Seeing such an adorable little dumpling, He Zhiran's heart was melting.
She quickly made a bowl of milk with her thoughts to reward Rice Ball.
At the same time, she was also thinking about Rice Ball's placement issues after she went to the South.
This guy usually likes to stick to her the most, and also really likes life in the space.
Especially its various foods, which are currently all produced in the space. If the little guy is left at home, in addition to not being used to it, its diet would also be difficult to resolve.
After thinking it over, He Zhiran decided to take Rice Ball with her to the South.
Anyway, this guy has been lying in her space recently. When others asked about it, she always said that Rice Ball went into the mountains.
One thing led to another, as long as others didn't see Rice Ball, they would think it went into the mountains. After all, it was a wild little animal, so there was nothing strange about it going into the mountains.
She could just conceal it with this excuse at that time...
His wife finally reunited with her husband who had returned home, and her whole person looked much more spirited than before.
She had tidied up the room over and over again. Her husband was a clean freak. In the past, it was the servants in the house who handled these things. Now she took the initiative to do it herself, afraid that her husband would find it unsatisfactory after seeing her work. After cleaning up, she carefully checked it again.
Seeing that there were no hygiene blind spots left, she folded back to the main room.
When she got there, the family was still discussing going to the South. She couldn't get a word in edgewise and could only sit there silently watching.
Finally, after midnight, the family ate dumplings and Mother Mo arranged for everyone to go back and rest.
Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran entered the space together. Neither of them were sleepy at the moment, so they planned things for their trip to the South.
Since it was just the two of them going this time, He Zhiran was going to make use of modern means of transportation.
To get from here to the South, it would take ten days at full gallop.
She didn't want to waste time on the road. It would be great if she could use those modern means of transportation. As long as they traveled at night when everyone was resting, and then rested during the day, they would probably save a lot of time with this method.
Thinking of this, He Zhiran sent a message to Little Collector.
[Hello, is your shop open now?]
Little Collector responded very quickly.
[The shop is already open, the fuel has all arrived, just waiting for whenever you need it. I also have off-road vehicles that can be provided. Or a helicopter if it comes down to it.]
It was evident that Little Collector really was a competent person. He Zhiran hurriedly responded gratefully.
[You don't need to provide the vehicles, as long as there is fuel.]
In her previous life, many private cars had a phrase painted on them - Never lend your wife or your car.
And that was indeed the rationale. A car was like the existence of a wife. Those who were car enthusiasts didn't like lending their cars out. Although she didn't know if Little Collector had this sort of thinking, in any case, she herself didn't want to break this unwritten rule.
Besides, she had earned so much money selling antiques, and had been worrying about not having anywhere to spend it all along. Now there was finally an opportunity to put it to good use. She must buy a car she liked.
Even if she couldn't use it often in ancient times, it didn't matter. She could keep it in her space just to feast her eyes on.
Earlier, He Zhiran had been checking out cars for sale on Taobao. After all, it was online shopping, so the selection wasn't very comprehensive. After browsing for a while, she decided to buy the most expensive G-Wagen on the Taobao Mall.
The performance of this car was pretty good. Most importantly, it had very powerful horsepower, so bumpy ancient roads wouldn't be a problem. Thus, the G-Wagen became her first choice.
Little Collector: [Let me know what kind of fuel you need, I can list it for sale at any time.]
He Zhiran: [95 octane gasoline would be good.]
Soon, a new message popped up in the chat box.
[Little Collector's shop has new listings, welcome customers to browse!]
He Zhiran followed the link and entered. She knew this was the gasoline specially prepared for her by Little Collector.
Glancing at the price, it was actually only listed for 1 yuan, in order to prevent others from taking advantage of a good deal. He Zhiran immediately placed an order.
After this wave of operations, ten huge iron buckets suddenly appeared on the empty ground in front of her.
And the model and weight of the gasoline were marked on each iron bucket.
Counting them up, there was a total of 2,000 liters of gasoline, completely enough for a round trip to the South for her, and there would definitely still be some left over.
[I'm so grateful to you. I will definitely try my best to help you get your thing done. Even if I can't, I will think of a way to find other precious items to compensate you.]
He Zhiran didn't dare make any promises, because she didn't even know where that black nanzhu was, let alone finding it. If she really couldn't locate it, she would also have to find a treasure of equivalent value for Little Collector.
[It's just a little gasoline, thanks for your trouble.]
After closing the chat box with Little Collector, He Zhiran searched for the link to the Mercedes-Benz G-Wagen.
Mo Jiuye was astonished when he saw so many big iron buckets appear in front of him. And just as he was in disbelief, another iron box with four wheels appeared before his eyes.
This time, he was completely dumbfounded.
"Ranran, what is this?"
He Zhiran really felt bad about this matter. She had this idea but forgot to tell Mo Jiuye about it all along, resulting in Mo Jiuye not recognizing a car at all.
Seeing Mo Jiuye's stunned look, He Zhiran hurriedly pulled his arm to explain: "This is called a car. I also saw it while browsing Taobao."
"Car?" Mo Jiuye could tell this big guy was some kind of vehicle, but the term "car" was too unfamiliar to him.
He Zhiran could only patiently explain: "I read the description that said this car can be operated by a person to run very fast without needing animals to pull it. And sitting inside is also very comfortable."
She couldn't say too much more. There were too many things she wouldn't be able to explain if she did.
For example, the secret that she was a transmigrator...
He Zhiran did not disturb it and stood there quietly watching.
I saw that after hearing Rice Ball's order, the first row of sheep started running to the left, while the row behind went in the opposite direction.
Soon, the flock of sheep had surrounded themselves into a large circle.
Looking again, Rice Ball's round little body was already standing upright, waving its little paws again, while still making a sound similar to a sheep's cry coming from its mouth.
After hearing Rice Ball's cry, the flock of sheep gradually gathered inward, then gathered densely together.
Only then did Rice Ball stop its actions, stepping with its little short legs to run to its owner as if to show off its achievement, while also making a chirping sound of excitement.
When the little guy ran over, He Zhiran grabbed it and hugged it, helping it tidy up the grass blades and dirt on its body.
"Rice Ball, I didn't expect you to be more capable than the sheepdog, training those sheep to be obedient."
"Hmm -"
Rice Ball seemed to be able to fully understand its owner's words. After calling out, it strenuously drilled its furry little head into her arms.
Seeing such an adorable little dumpling, He Zhiran's heart was melting.
She quickly made a bowl of milk with her thoughts to reward Rice Ball.
At the same time, she was also thinking about Rice Ball's placement issues after she went to the South.
This guy usually likes to stick to her the most, and also really likes life in the space.
Especially its various foods, which are currently all produced in the space. If the little guy is left at home, in addition to not being used to it, its diet would also be difficult to resolve.
After thinking it over, He Zhiran decided to take Rice Ball with her to the South.
Anyway, this guy has been lying in her space recently. When others asked about it, she always said that Rice Ball went into the mountains.
One thing led to another, as long as others didn't see Rice Ball, they would think it went into the mountains. After all, it was a wild little animal, so there was nothing strange about it going into the mountains.
She could just conceal it with this excuse at that time...
His wife finally reunited with her husband who had returned home, and her whole person looked much more spirited than before.
She had tidied up the room over and over again. Her husband was a clean freak. In the past, it was the servants in the house who handled these things. Now she took the initiative to do it herself, afraid that her husband would find it unsatisfactory after seeing her work. After cleaning up, she carefully checked it again.
Seeing that there were no hygiene blind spots left, she folded back to the main room.
When she got there, the family was still discussing going to the South. She couldn't get a word in edgewise and could only sit there silently watching.
Finally, after midnight, the family ate dumplings and Mother Mo arranged for everyone to go back and rest.
Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran entered the space together. Neither of them were sleepy at the moment, so they planned things for their trip to the South.
Since it was just the two of them going this time, He Zhiran was going to make use of modern means of transportation.
To get from here to the South, it would take ten days at full gallop.
She didn't want to waste time on the road. It would be great if she could use those modern means of transportation. As long as they traveled at night when everyone was resting, and then rested during the day, they would probably save a lot of time with this method.
Thinking of this, He Zhiran sent a message to Little Collector.
[Hello, is your shop open now?]
Little Collector responded very quickly.
[The shop is already open, the fuel has all arrived, just waiting for whenever you need it. I also have off-road vehicles that can be provided. Or a helicopter if it comes down to it.]
It was evident that Little Collector really was a competent person. He Zhiran hurriedly responded gratefully.
[You don't need to provide the vehicles, as long as there is fuel.]
In her previous life, many private cars had a phrase painted on them - Never lend your wife or your car.
And that was indeed the rationale. A car was like the existence of a wife. Those who were car enthusiasts didn't like lending their cars out. Although she didn't know if Little Collector had this sort of thinking, in any case, she herself didn't want to break this unwritten rule.
Besides, she had earned so much money selling antiques, and had been worrying about not having anywhere to spend it all along. Now there was finally an opportunity to put it to good use. She must buy a car she liked.
Even if she couldn't use it often in ancient times, it didn't matter. She could keep it in her space just to feast her eyes on.
Earlier, He Zhiran had been checking out cars for sale on Taobao. After all, it was online shopping, so the selection wasn't very comprehensive. After browsing for a while, she decided to buy the most expensive G-Wagen on the Taobao Mall.
The performance of this car was pretty good. Most importantly, it had very powerful horsepower, so bumpy ancient roads wouldn't be a problem. Thus, the G-Wagen became her first choice.
Little Collector: [Let me know what kind of fuel you need, I can list it for sale at any time.]
He Zhiran: [95 octane gasoline would be good.]
Soon, a new message popped up in the chat box.
[Little Collector's shop has new listings, welcome customers to browse!]
He Zhiran followed the link and entered. She knew this was the gasoline specially prepared for her by Little Collector.
Glancing at the price, it was actually only listed for 1 yuan, in order to prevent others from taking advantage of a good deal. He Zhiran immediately placed an order.
After this wave of operations, ten huge iron buckets suddenly appeared on the empty ground in front of her.
And the model and weight of the gasoline were marked on each iron bucket.
Counting them up, there was a total of 2,000 liters of gasoline, completely enough for a round trip to the South for her, and there would definitely still be some left over.
[I'm so grateful to you. I will definitely try my best to help you get your thing done. Even if I can't, I will think of a way to find other precious items to compensate you.]
He Zhiran didn't dare make any promises, because she didn't even know where that black nanzhu was, let alone finding it. If she really couldn't locate it, she would also have to find a treasure of equivalent value for Little Collector.
[It's just a little gasoline, thanks for your trouble.]
After closing the chat box with Little Collector, He Zhiran searched for the link to the Mercedes-Benz G-Wagen.
Mo Jiuye was astonished when he saw so many big iron buckets appear in front of him. And just as he was in disbelief, another iron box with four wheels appeared before his eyes.
This time, he was completely dumbfounded.
"Ranran, what is this?"
He Zhiran really felt bad about this matter. She had this idea but forgot to tell Mo Jiuye about it all along, resulting in Mo Jiuye not recognizing a car at all.
Seeing Mo Jiuye's stunned look, He Zhiran hurriedly pulled his arm to explain: "This is called a car. I also saw it while browsing Taobao."
"Car?" Mo Jiuye could tell this big guy was some kind of vehicle, but the term "car" was too unfamiliar to him.
He Zhiran could only patiently explain: "I read the description that said this car can be operated by a person to run very fast without needing animals to pull it. And sitting inside is also very comfortable."
She couldn't say too much more. There were too many things she wouldn't be able to explain if she did.
For example, the secret that she was a transmigrator...
