A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

Chapter 330 Silver Hairpin Light

Wen Meijiu picked up a thin twig and tried it into the hole. She found that the grass a little below moved, roughly pointing in the direction she came from.

She had a bold guess: the other end of the hole might be the round hole she had just dug.

Overjoyed, Wen Meijiu quickly drew some water from her spatial storage and poured it into the cave. The cave seemed like a bottomless pit, and she drank it all in continuously.

When Wen Meijiu jumped back into the riverbed, the pit she had dug, which was about 80 centimeters deep, was already full, and a lot of water had overflowed, soaking the roots of the reeds next to her.

That's great, she knows how to deceive everyone better now.

After the overflowing water quickly seeped away, Wen Meijiu filled the pit with water again. This time, the water seeped away more slowly, and after half a day, only one-third of the pit's depth remained.

Feeling that this best described the current situation, Wen Meijiu stood up and shouted into the distance:

"The water source has been found! The water source has been found!"

She called out several times until her throat was almost hoarse before everyone finally rushed over.

Art was the fastest runner and reached Wen Meijiu first. When he saw that there was indeed water in the pit, he immediately gave Wen Meijiu a big hug, picked her up, and spun her around several times.

He was so happy because it was Wen Meijiu who found the water source, not Young Master Wang or Yiran, so Wen Meijiu's dagger didn't have to be given to Young Master Wang.

"Cough cough."

Someone coughed deliberately, and Wen Meijiu pushed Ate, who then reluctantly put her back on the ground.

The coughers were none other than Young Master Wang and Yi Ran, who arrived later, and the others quickly gathered around them.

"We won this time, what else do you have to say?"

It wasn't At who found the water source, but he was even more proud than if he had found it himself. Standing in the center, he asked Wang Gongzi and Yiran questions, acting completely like a superior.

"So what if we found it? It's nothing special."

Still unable to bear Art's arrogant attitude, he muttered something under his breath.

"Wow, that's amazing! How come you guys didn't find it?"

"If you're so capable, why don't you try finding one yourselves?"

"It was Miss Wen who found it, not you, so don't try to make yourself look good."

Still not stupid, he immediately brought out the hot liquor, so he could easily step on Art.

"She's my sister. I can eat whatever water she finds and food she cooks."

As for that person, who's always up to no good and still wants to eat? Dream on!

Art brought up the old issue again, deliberately targeting the same old sore spot.

Her face flushed instantly, and she put her hands on her hips, steeling herself to argue with him:

"Who has ill intentions?"

Didn't I just help find water? You're a man, why are you more petty than a woman? Did you suffer some kind of trauma when you were a child, so you can't think like a normal person anymore...?

Because he had actually done it, he got extremely angry when people brought it up, and he became angrier the more they talked about it, cursing Art's ancestors for eighteen generations.

Art was no pushover either, and he wouldn't let himself be outdone. The two of them were locked in a fierce argument, arguing endlessly.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Wen Meijiu was afraid that the water in the puddle would seep out, so she got up and walked towards the other side of the hole.

Young Master Wang glanced at the two bickering, said nothing, and silently followed Wen Meijiu. The others gathered around the puddle, looking around with curiosity and delight.

Standing at the very top, Wen Meijiu shouted down at the large pillar below:

"Brother Dazhu, you can take them back quickly and call for more people, and bring more water containers."

Dazhu agreed and led everyone back happily.

Wen Meijiu had just squatted down when she noticed a sound beside her. Startled, she turned around and found that Young Master Wang was already standing next to her.

She glanced warily to the side, then sat down on the ground without making a sound, picked up the thin twig she had just used, and pretended to be bored as she fiddled with it.

She didn't speak, and neither did the young master Wang, who was standing slightly behind her.

She sat while he stood. Wen Meijiu was a little worried that, being in such a superior position, he might be able to detect all her movements.

"Ahem," Wen Meijiu coughed lightly on purpose, hoping that the man would be sensible and leave quickly, as she had nothing to say to him.

"Cough," but to everyone's surprise, Young Master Wang didn't leave. He even coughed lightly, mimicking her mannerisms, and moved a little to her side, stopping a bit further away. He then bent down, pulled his long legs in, and sat down.

Wen Meijiu turned her head to look at him, puzzled, wondering what he was up to.

Without looking up, Young Master Wang already knew she was looking at him. He lowered his head and slowly took something out of his sleeve, then held it out to her.

He kept his eyes fixed ahead, avoiding her gaze, and said calmly:

"A bet's a bet, so this wooden hairpin is yours."

"Thank you, but I don't want it."

At this moment, Wen Meijiu didn't care about the wooden hairpin; she just wanted him to leave this place as soon as possible.

"what?"

Young Master Wang looked at her with disbelief, tilting his head as if he had seen some kind of monster.

"I do not want."

With such a high output, what's the value of his stuff? He probably just gives it to every woman he meets.

When she said it a second time, the disgust on her face was barely concealed; if it weren't for maintaining appearances, she would have already started cursing.

Fortunately, she is a person of high character, and she was able to speak to him in such a calm tone, which was more than enough.

The outstretched, broad palms slowly closed, the slender fingers gripping the long handle of the hairpin gradually turning white, but they did not retract.

His eyelashes were lightly covered, and he froze into a statue with sharp, angular features.

Ignoring his reaction, Wen Meijiu, taking advantage of his inattention, quietly inserted one end of the slender twig into the hole concealed by the clump of weeds. Then, silently channeling her will, she entered her spatial dimension, opened the opening of a water bag, adjusted the flow rate, and inserted the other end of the twig into the connector, creating a diversion device.

Water flows continuously down the slender branches from the space, then flows into the pit below through the inner hole, perfectly.

She left the end of the branch very short, just enough to reach the water bag, and stuffed the rest into the hole. Then she propped up the surrounding weeds for cover, making it difficult for most people to find unless they got close.

Having finished all this, she quickly got up and left, stopping only when she was a meter away from here.

She was now standing in a position that had moved from the left side of Young Master Wang to the right side, slightly behind him.

Her movements startled the unmoving young master Wang, who quickly stood up and stood in a row with her again, extending his hand to her once more.

"Five taels of silver, not a penny less. You can ask Doctor Li for a written receipt when you get back."

Wen Meijiu suddenly looked up at him. Luckily, he reminded her, as she had almost forgotten about the five taels of silver. He was truly a man of his word.