Her academic workload was heavy, and she had to take care of her father, so she had no time to fuss over so many things.
Raising pigs and fishes was not troublesome, and with the surplus of Purple Cloud Cabbage, along with those sweet potato vines in the field, they were all excellent fodder and fertilizer.
Master Mo laughed dryly twice.
"We are just discussing business, aren't we? I'll handle the pond and the fish, and you take care of catching the wild pigs. Leave Beibei to me; he's strong. Take your egg with you."
Xin Lin glanced at Master Mo.
In her memory, Master Mo rarely ever left Qingtian Academy.
As she claimed, these past few years, the farthest place she visited was merely the Taoyao Pavilion in Purple Cloud City.
Master Mo seemed to have his own difficulties, preventing him from leaving Qingtian Academy.
"Deal. In a few days, you'll write me a leave note, and I'll take a trip to Qin Mountain."
Xin Lin didn't ask any further.
