Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm-Chapter 373 - :1 want to dig up this land!

Chapter 373: Chapter 373:1 want to dig up this land!

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Qiao Xiaomai’s mind was spinning rapidly. After a moment, she smiled and said, “Please have a seat, elder brothers. I feel a bit unwell, I will go rest in my room.”

“Okay, okay, you go rest. I’ll attend to our two younger brothers,” Qiao Changshun quickly agreed.

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With a weak demeanor, Qiao Xiaomai entered the house. Once she closed the door to the hall, her legs went soft, and she almost fell.

She took a deep breath, steadied herself against the door, and headed back to her room.

After lowering the heavy curtains, she went to the corner of the room, took a heavy cleaver from her storage space, and pried up a piece of green brick from the floor.

Feeling the rubble soil under the green brick, she clenched her lips, swiftly wielded the cleaver, and prised up all the green bricks from where she was standing.

After storing the green bricks in her storage space, she began to rapidly dig at the rubble soil foundation with the cleaver.

She had no lighthearted skills and couldn’t go to the Tong Family. It was already too late to go to the mountains.

Currently, all she could do was dig up her own ground and store those treasures in her space.

Thanks to the heavens for blessing her with great strength.

Thanks to the heavens for the sudden upgrade of her space.

Thanks to the mistress’s great-grandmother for burying the treasure under her home.

All these circumstances provided her a way out, rather than sitting idle, waiting for death.

The cleaver was not as good as a spade due to its narrow back; however, under Qiao Xiaomai’s great effort this didn’t pose an issue, as she quickly dug a pit over one meter deep, just large enough for a person to squat in.

Now that the foundation had been dug up, the soil underneath was exposed.

Qiao Xiaomai listened to the noise outside. Seeing that Qiao Changshun was still chatting leisurely with the two guards, she jumped out of the pit, took a hemp rope from her storage space, tied it to the leg of the bed, and then jumped back down to continue digging.

A quarter of an hour later, the pit had reached a depth of two meters, and she decided to stop.

According to Tong Sanlang, the treasure was buried three meters under the ground. She took a flashlight out of her space for illumination and was much more careful now.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and her cleaver hit a hard clay brick, producing a faint sound. Her eyes lit up with joy.

She carefully removed the soil under her feet and stored it in her space, then carefully examined the clay brick under her feet.

Tong Sanlang mentioned that beneath the clay bricks was iron sheeting, and below that was the treasure.

Time was pressing, so she glanced a few times, then carefully used the cleaver to scrape at the crevices between the bricks. The cleaver was very sharp, she had initially thought she would easily pry up the crevice, but to her surprise, she couldn’t open the crevice made of clay!

She knitted her brows, increased her strength, and the cleaver gave off a piercing squeal as if it had touched hard steel.

Startled, she quickly stopped her activity and listened to the noise outside.

Outside, Qiao Changshun was still chatting with the two guards under a willow tree, completely oblivious to the noise inside.

Qiao Xiaomai pursed her lips. Instead of scraping, she gripped the cleaver tightly and stabbed hard into the crevice between the clay bricks.

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This time, with the same amount of force as before, the cleaver touched the crevice and again made a sharp, short sound. However, things were better than before; the tip of the cleaver went in.

She clenched her teeth, pulled out the cleaver, and stabbed it in again.

This time she used more force, so the cleaver made a louder noise when it touched the crevice.

The two guards sitting under the willow tree, chatting with Qiao Changshun, exchanged glances. One of them stood up and looked towards Qiao Xiaomai’s room, “Miss Qiao, are you alright?”