Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn-Chapter 276 - 50: First Trial of the Spiritual Rhinoceros Treasure Scissors (Part 2)

After agreeing, Xiao Xian remembered something else; earlier today, while passing through Yanqing: she saw a telephone pole in the town crushed under heavy snow, and all the cables had collapsed. While the electricians were repairing it, Xiao Xian noticed something fishy—the wires were made of copper. This discovery sparked an idea: "Xuerou, your mom has been doing business in Beijing for so long, she must know some people in the power plants, right? Does she know those who specifically recycle old electrical cables?" Xiao Xian was out of money and needed to buy usable copper at the most reasonable price, and the cables could be useful for other purposes too.

"Probably," what Xiao Xian liked the most about Zeng Xuerou, in contrast to Zhang Yiyi, was that Zeng Xuerou wouldn’t ask too many questions. If it were Zhang Yiyi today, after the first question, the second would definitely be: "What do you need the cables for?"

Xiao Xian thought for a moment, "I’ve told you before, I used to live in the Southwest Mountain Area. To this day, the entire village still isn’t fully electrified. They say the cables are expensive, and it would take several more years for the whole village to be wired. Having old cables, we could use them first and get electricity set up for the village," and any leftovers would just conveniently benefit the sugarcane seedling.

Xiao Xian’s mind was buzzing with calculations, of course, Zeng Xuerou couldn’t hear that.

After a brief silence, Zeng Xuerou solemnly said, "Alright, I’ll take care of it."

After hanging up the phone, Zhuo Feng had already washed up in the bathroom, and Xiao Xian went to the kitchen and found those scissors.

"Huh?" When she first held the scissors, Xiao Xian didn’t pay much attention, they were indeed as Zhuo Feng described, simple and traditional scissors.

Maybe it was because they hadn’t been used for months, but the blades, once incredibly sharp, were now covered with a layer of red rust.

Xiao Xian remembered there was a whetstone in the kitchen, she rummaged through to find it and began sharpening the scissors’ blades after sprinkling some water on the stone.

The blade quickly regained its sharpness, and the character ’Mei’ engraved on it shimmered brightly.

"Xiao Xian, don’t linger in the kitchen, you’ve had a long day, best to get some sleep early." Zhuo Feng, with dry hair, entered the bedroom.

The scissors in her hands felt weightless, effortlessly held, and Xiao Xian involuntarily walked out of the kitchen, her gaze falling on several pots of begonias on the windowsill. These begonias were impulsively bought by Zhuo Feng last year; they hadn’t bloomed since the purchase and were neglected, just left on the windowsill unattended.

The living room light flickered, then the filament broke, plunging the room into darkness.

In the dark, the green light from the scissors became even more evident. Strangely enough, when Xiao Xian placed the scissors next to the untidy, wildly branched begonias, several cuts appeared on the branches, all precisely where the unnecessary leaves and branches needed pruning.

As if guided, Xiao Xian picked up the scissors and moved deftly among the branches. The scissors made a pleasant snapping sound, and it seemed in her mind that she saw Bai Juyi pruning branches while Mei Xiang watched with a smile.

Five minutes passed, and the living room floor was now covered with leaves and branches. Xiao Xian put down the scissors, looking at the transformed begonias before her. Next year, by next spring, this begonia, now pruned only of its unnecessary branches, would bloom beautifully.

"It’s amazing, just pruning the branches is better than using top-quality fertilizer; South Gate, could it be that these scissors left by Mr. Bai have inherited South Gate’s skills? Or perhaps, was it the gift Mei Xiang gave to Bai Juyi?" Xiao Xian looked at the character ’Mei’ engraved on the scissors. After just a bit of pruning, the scissors felt slightly warm at the blades, as if excited alongside Xiao Xian.

"If it works so well on ordinary plants, what about on the sugarcane seedling?" Without hesitating, Xiao Xian entered the space and made a cut on the sugarcane seedling. Typically, each use of Immortal Liquid made the Spiritual Energy within the sugarcane seedling fade slightly, necessitating some "food" for compensation.

Unlike usual cuts, this time the sugarcane seedling did not display any signs of discomfort, but rather stretched out comfortably, its two leaves satisifactorily giving a shake.

"Indeed, the scissors are also effective on you," Xiao Xian had always been cautious about extracting too much Immortal Liquid from the sugarcane seedling, but with these scissors, she could do so without harming it or consuming Spiritual Power.

"I’ve heard about the material used to make that pair of scissors," bragged Little White Jiao, who hadn’t been out for a stroll in a long time.

"You’ve heard about it?" Xiao Xian placed the scissors in front of Little White Jiao.

"If I’m not mistaken, the material is called Star Rhinoceros Stone. Scissors made from this material, upon recognizing a master, turn into a Spiritual Artifact and perform beyond expectations. Such artifacts, with each change of master, mean that they learn the skills of their previous owner and automatically pass them on to the new owner; hence, they have an apt nickname, Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors." Little White Jiao wagged its tail, but using the Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors proficiently requires understanding.

Mei Xiang was a Cultivator. Although Xiao Xian didn’t know if Mei Xiang came from the Yunteng Continent like her, she was sure that the scissors were left by Mei Xiang.

After leaving the space, Xiao Xian swept up the debris on the floor. She was exhilarated and planned to head up to the rooftop early tomorrow morning to give the potted plants that had been moved over from Mr. Bai’s place a good trimming.

In the house, Feng Xing turned over, making a deeply asleep sound; Zhuo Feng hadn’t closed her eyes yet, her mind repeatedly visualizing the plant cultivation and floristry tips Bai Juyi had taught her in the two months before he passed. Unaware of the events that had transpired in the living room. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

If she gave up the farm in Yanqing, then Bai Juyi’s labors would never see the light of day again. But if she chose to manage the farm, would Feng Xing agree? His job, and Xiao Xian, what would happen to them? (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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