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Fourth Uncle, Big Brother Pang, you're making wine again. Take a break, come and come. Taste the melon I brought back from the city. It tastes very good." Yang Fan carried the two cantaloupes into his fourth uncle's courtyard. With a single glance, he saw his fourth uncle Yang Xiangcheng and his father, bare-chested and covered in sweat.

"Little Fan is here. I heard you're rich. As expected of our Yang Family, he is indeed very promising." His older cousin Yang Biao gave Yang Fan a thumbs up. He was both envious and proud. In the countryside, any family that had a capable person would always benefit from it.

"Brother Pang, don't praise me, what are you talking about? If it wasn't for you protecting me when I was young, I wouldn't even know how many times I would have been beaten up by those little kids." Yang Fan laughed and placed the melon on the table. He said to Yang Xiangcheng, "Fourth uncle, I'm here to buy wine again. It's a 10 liter bottle of new wine. Give me a hundred jars."

"A hundred pots? "1500 jins? Xiaofan, why do you need so much? Can you finish it all?" Yang Xiangcheng and his son were both real people, yet they were actually worried for the buyers.

"Haha, I won't hide it from you, fourth uncle. I met a hotel owner in Jiang-Nan city and he fell for the wine you brewed. I bought it and sold it to him." Yang Fan didn't say that it was used for brewing medicinal wine. Just a few days after the new wine was brewed, it was already as fragrant as a ten-year-old wine. This phenomenon wasn't easy to explain, so it was better to use white lies to conceal the secret of the Spatial Spirit Fountain.

"Alright then, but I can't let you suffer any losses. Since you've bought so much, I'll give it to you at the wholesale price of four yuan per kilogram." Yang Xiangcheng's family was completely dumbfounded. Some even took the initiative to lower the price.

"That won't do. I also increased the price of selling the wine to the city's boss. I'll charge you five yuan per kilogram. If you don't agree, then I don't want it anymore!" With that, Yang Fan put the five stacks of red fur on the table and left.

Before leaving the house, Yang Fan told Yang Biao to bring a hundred jars of new wine to his house. Yang Fan's house had a thatched cottage for watching watermelons, and Yang Fan planned to store the wine in the jade pendant's space. When the time came, he would just say that the city's boss had sent a car to take the wine away, and it would be more convenient to explain.

After leaving his fourth uncle's house, Yang Fan went straight to his own field, which was next to the Flowerflower Creek. Yang Fan was rushing to the Flowerflower Creek, and there was still an acre of dry land in the Jade Pendant Space. Yang Fan wanted to use the Flowerflower Creek's stream to water the land well, and see if he could restore the vitality of that piece of barren land.

Sitting on a bluestone by the stream, Yang Fan began to work as a porter. After several times taking out large cars into the space, Yang Fan felt that his spirit body had become stronger, and when he took them out again, he felt much more relaxed. Now, carrying water into the space wasn't as easy and tiring as before.

Yang Fan wasn't greedy. Each time he brought about a cubic meter of stream water into the Jade Pendant Space, as long as he entered the space, it would be Yang Fan's world. He could easily control the stream water to sprinkle evenly across the land.

Every five times, Yang Fan would use the spring water from the Spirit Spring Water to wash the spirits. Once all his fatigue was gone, he would carry the spirits around in a cycle, like an eternal engine that didn't need to be replenished.

In the end, the amount of time Yang Fan could last each time had unknowingly increased, from every five times he had to wash his spirit body, to every six times he had to wash his spirit body, to every seven times he had to wash his spirit body. Only after two hours did he have to wash his spirit body every ten times he had to wash his spirit body.

Feeling the strong power of the spirit body, Yang Fan finally found a good method to train his spirit body. Aside from using Spatial Springs to wash, it was also a very effective method to constantly practice taking things out of space. The effect was somewhat beyond Yang Fan's expectations.

It wasn't that Yang Fan was stingy, but that he couldn't bear to part with that bit of Spatial Springs. He truly didn't have any confidence in himself at all.

Who knew how much spring water there was in the space within the jade pendant? Would it be inexhaustible? If it was used up, wouldn't Yang Fan cry to death?

It was precisely because he was worried about this that Yang Fan didn't use Spirit Spring Water on a large scale. Before finding out the true secret of the Jade Pendant Space, Yang Fan didn't plan to go all out; he had to leave a way out for himself.

Fortunately, the body of the scrubber did not move the spring water out of the jade pendant space. Although the spring water from the body of the scrubber had seeped into the ground, it was still not in the space.

Yang Fan also didn't know how much brook water he had moved into the jade pendant space. Only when his cousin Yang Biao drove the mule cart to bring him the wine did he wake up from his mechanical state of fetching water.

"Little Fan, why are you sitting by the stream? Be careful of rheumatism. " While Yang Biao was unloading the wine from the cart, he scolded Yang Fan. Yang Fan did not explain and just chuckled while helping his cousin carry the wine jar down.

Because wine jars were fragile, Yang Biao didn't dare to pull a cart full of wine. Out of a hundred jars of wine, he would need at least three to four tries to pull them all out.

After the wine jar was unloaded, Yang Fan watched from the sidelines while Yang Biao went back to fetch more wine. Yang Fan didn't stay idle either, continuing to transport water into space. This was killing two birds with one stone.

After Yang Biao brought all one hundred jars of wine over, the dry land in the jade pendant finally changed.

In the beginning, no matter how much water the stream absorbed, it disappeared without a trace. It was still dry, without a trace of water.

Until now, the dry cracks in the wasteland had already disappeared, and there seemed to be some moisture on the ground. According to the amount of water collected today, Yang Fan believed that he would be able to come here twice.

However, it was already late in the night. Yang Fan decided not to carry more water and decided to come back another day. There was a reason why he was too anxious to not be able to eat hot tofu. Yang Fan understood the principle of going overboard.

Yang Biao was planning to stay behind with Yang Fan to wait for the wine cart that the city's boss had sent, but Yang Fan sent him away. What a joke, there wasn't any wine cart from the city, he was just a wine cart.

Putting a hundred jars of new wine into the jade pendant space, Yang Fan began his work. He made a hundred jars of wine into a secret medicinal wine with Spatial Spirit Fountain, and he had already bought the medicinal ingredients for the medicinal wine back in Jiang-Nan city. They were all common common medicinal ingredients, and were very easy to buy at a low price, not worth much.

Yang Fan dug out an earthworm from the stream, dipped it in the spring water of the space, and then broke a branch. He casually attached the earthworm to the tip of a branch, and then put the branch into the stream, preparing to catch a large fish to use as a toothpick.

The allure of the spring water to living creatures was fatal. The moment Yang Fan put the branches that had been soaked in the spring water into the water, the stream began to boil. Almost all of the nearby water creatures swarmed in.

Looking through the clear stream, Yang Fan could clearly see that countless small and large fishes had arrived. Even some river prawns, crabs, eels, and old turtles had emerged one after another, all fighting for this rare delicacy.