Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

The straw hut wasn't big. It had three small rooms and a small kitchen. It even had a courtyard at the front and back. It was very convenient to hide things here.

Mo Beihan brought Gu Qingyao in, then used the tools from the inters.p.a.ce to start digging. He dug in a small bedroom on the left side of the straw hut. From the layout, it looked like a bedroom, but it was extremely dilapidated, and the house was filled with long gra.s.s.

Mo Beihan said as he dug, “Actually, I left some simple tools here, but they're not as good as yours. Also! I have many paintings and pieces of calligraphy, so I chose this place because it can block out the rain.”

Although the straw hut was dilapidated, it was far superior to being exposed outdoors. At least it blocked some of the rain.

Calligraphy and paintings were delicate. They spoiled the moment they got wet.

Most of these things were placed in wooden boxes. When Mo Beihan got them, he replaced those with leather boxes, but he still worried about them.

He intended to bury them, and the soil was moist. When it rained heavily, they were at even greater risk. Although the house was nothing to look at, it was comparatively better.

He found the boxes after digging for a meter or so.

They were old-fas.h.i.+oned leather boxes and were quite waterproof.

After he opened it, there was another layer of boxes, and when these were opened, they could see the paintings and calligraphy wrapped in plastic sheets.

That's right, plastic sheets. The waterproof kind. They came from Gu Qingyao's inters.p.a.ce. When Mo Beihan came here, he had brought some along.

Mo Beihan was far less knowledgeable than Gu Qingyao on how to preserve these things. When Gu Qingyao saw them, she hurriedly examined them. When she opened them, she smiled when she realized they had been well preserved.

“Not bad! It's great that they have been preserved so well under these conditions!”

Mo Beihan said, “I know you like these things. I wouldn't dare to allow these to be spoiled!”

Gu Qingyao was delighted. She put the things in her inters.p.a.ce, and Mo Beihan continued digging.

He had hidden three boxes here. One contained calligraphy and paintings, the other contained only two antique vases. These were larger and the two vases took up the entire box.

The last box contained decorative items.

Gu Qingyao examined them. These were pretty good antiques!

Besides that, he dug another two boxes out from the kitchen area. It was now nearing noontime.

The two of them ate some food from the inters.p.a.ce. Lastly, Gu Qingyao brought out a large watermelon and cut it in half. She used her metal spoon to dig out the flesh. She ate a mouthful, then fed Mo Beihan a mouthful.

It was so sweet that Mo Beihan's face split into a grin.

“This watermelon is so sweet. How wonderful to have you around!”

In his previous life, Mo Beihan had eaten all kinds of delicacies. Similarly, he lacked for nothing in this life. But no matter how capable he was, he could not do anything about the lack of resources in his external environment.

No matter what, his life was better when Gu Qingyao was by his side.

Gu Qingyao smiled. She fed Mo Beihan another spoonful. The watermelon was huge and juicy. Its taste was sublime.

It was no ordinary watermelon. She had grown it in her own inters.p.a.ce. After it ripened, she harvested it and kept it for her own consumption.

“I grew this big watermelon myself. The watermelons you find outside cannot compare.”

Gu Qingyao ate a mouthful and continued, “That's right. Nancheng has plenty of fruits, right? I have so many fruits in my inters.p.a.ce! I harvested them from my orchard. Fruits are too conspicuous in my hometown, so I did not dare to bring too many out. But they're not so rare here?”