The Original Owner Was Pretty Wealthy After All

Zhou Yao checked himself for injuries and didn't see any. Then he checked his crotch. There was nothing wrong, and he was well endowed, too. Good... good...

Zhou Yao spotted two goats not far away. One had a rope looped around its neck, while the other had no rope around its neck and was lying beside it. This goat was interesting.

Just then, Zhou Yao remembered. He had gone into the mountains to hunt a few days ago and happened to spot the two goats today. They had run incredibly fast, and he had chased and chased them all the way to the edge of the cliff before he managed to subdue one.

Just as Zhou Yao had crouched down to loop a rope around one goat's neck, the other had ambushed him and sent him flying. He had landed right against the tree growing on the cliff face. Otherwise, Zhou Yao would have kicked the bucket long ago.

Zhou Yao walked over and looped a rope around the other goat's neck too. This time, the goat showed no sign of resisting. Both goats lay quietly on the ground. "So this one's a pregnant nanny goat. Haha... nice, nice."

Other people got systems and things when they transmigrated, so why hadn't he gotten one? Damn...

What had knocked against his chest so painfully just now? Zhou Yao took it out from inside his clothes.

Suddenly, Zhou Yao felt a needlelike pain in the ring finger of his right hand. His head began to ache terribly as well. The pain made sweat pour down his face, and his head felt like it was about to explode. In an instant, his clothes were soaked through. The intense headache lasted only a minute, though, before it stopped.

If Zhou Yao hadn't been in good physical shape, he would have passed out long ago.

Then Zhou Yao saw a black ring on his right ring finger. "Damn... no way?"

With a thought, Zhou Yao entered the ring and looked at the things inside it.

"Hahaha..."

Though he didn't have a system, the things and supplies inside the ring put Zhou Yao's mind completely at ease.

Rice, flour, millet, chickens, ducks, fish, pigs, cattle, sheep, bolts of cloth, cotton, medicinal herbs, wine, warhorses, all kinds of steel and iron, and so on...

This was what a transmigrator ought to have. His transmigration hadn't been for nothing after all.

"Hahaha..."

Then Zhou Yao came out with another thought, holding two handfuls of ryegrass. He took them over to feed the two goats he had caught.

When the goats saw Zhou Yao feeding them such fresh, tender grass, they immediately began gobbling it down, bleating "baa... baa... baa..." as they ate.

After the goats finished the ryegrass, Zhou Yao led them toward home. A day later, he finally made it back to his house.

Zhou Yao first shut the two goats in the sheepfold behind the house. Then he put a large bundle of ryegrass in the wooden trough for them, added some salt, and filled another wooden trough with water.

At the sight of so much fresh, tender grass and water, the two goats happily jumped about, bleating "baa... baa... baa..." Then they went off to eat and drink on their own.

Zhou Yao went to the cattle pen next door. This was the only inheritance his parents had left him: two cattle, a bull and a cow.

Food was the people's first necessity, and cattle were needed to plow the fields. Their importance to an ordinary commoner went without saying.

Zhou Yao put several large bundles of ryegrass in the cattle's feeding trough, then filled the water trough to the brim with clean water. The two cattle were delighted. They happily drank the water and ate the ryegrass.

Before transmigrating, Zhou Yao had grown up in the countryside, eating meals provided by many households, so he could handle all kinds of farmwork with ease.

In Zhou Yao's hometown, virtually every rural household that raised fish, cattle, or sheep grew ryegrass.

Ryegrass was nutritious, and fish, cattle, and sheep liked to eat it. The cost of growing it was so small it could be ignored, making it economical and affordable.

It also grew vigorously, like chives: one crop could be cut after another.

After feeding the cattle, Zhou Yao went to the pigpen next door. The original owner had made a living hunting since childhood, and had caught a few young wild boars in the mountains. They had now grown up and produced a litter of piglets, which already weighed thirty to forty jin each and were big enough to eat.

So Zhou Yao put more than a dozen large pumpkins and several big bundles of sweet potato vines in the pigs' trough. These were all things pigs liked to eat. He also filled their water trough with clean water. The wild boars were delighted, eating heartily and jumping around with joy.

The shelters for Zhou Yao's livestock were well built. They were all in the backyard, which was surrounded by a tall wall made of huge stones. The entrance and exit were at the back door beside the kitchen, making the place very secure.

Suddenly, a few barks rang out. "Woof... woof... woof..." It was the two dogs the original owner had raised. When they saw Zhou Yao had returned, they happily ran over, wagging their tails and fawning over him, nudging his feet with their heads again and again.

Zhou Yao patted both dogs on the head, then walked toward his house. It stood halfway up the mountain and had five rooms in total: two bedrooms, a main room, a kitchen, and a woodshed.

And all four rooms were solidly built, entirely out of stone. The house was sturdy and durable.

There was also a flat area of about fifty square meters in front of the house. Zhou Yao's was the only household in the whole area halfway up the mountain, and it was all enclosed by a stone wall.

Zhou Yao saw that there was farmland all around the house too, about two or three mu of it. But because of the drought and lack of water, nothing was growing there, and the soil was dry.

He had no idea who had managed to find such a treasure land of good feng shui. It was entirely possible to be self-sufficient here. If one or two people lived frugally, getting by for a year would be no problem at all.

Zhou Yao went into the bedroom. Apart from a broken-down bed and a battered cabinet, there was nothing else inside.

Then Zhou Yao went to the kitchen, where there was nothing either. The rice jar was empty, the water jar was empty, and there were only a few chipped bowls in the cupboard.

"Damn..."

By rights, the original owner's household wasn't poor, so why was there nothing in the house?

Following the original owner's memories, Zhou Yao found the money and valuables the original owner had hidden away in a corner of the kitchen.

Holy crap, so the original owner was this rich? Six pairs of gold bracelets, six pairs of jade bracelets, and a pair of gemstone earrings.

There were also more than a hundred taels of silver and over two thousand copper coins. The original owner had been pretty wealthy, so why had he lived in such a remote, impoverished place?

He couldn't figure it out. He really couldn't. Forget it. If he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't think about it. The conditions here were too poor. Everything inside had to be replaced, and he needed a whole new set of furniture made, as well as new daily necessities.

People... life is only a few decades, a hundred years or so at most. You really shouldn't shortchange yourself.