The books on the shelf were collections of Qimen Array, military strategy, martial arts secrets, as well as alchemy techniques and some treatments for rare and complicated diseases and medicinal formulas.
Surprisingly, there was even a book on embroidery. For Qin Xue, aside from the treatments for rare diseases, medicinal formulas, and embroidery, the rest were useless.
Qin Xue didn't know anything about arrays or military strategy besides the Thirty-Six Stratagems.
Alchemy required a cultivator's pill furnace and spiritual power with spiritual fire to refine the pills. Where could she find a pill furnace, spiritual power, and spiritual fire?
Qin Xue did know how to refine medicine into pills. In her previous life, her grandfather was a famous Chinese medicine practitioner. She disliked the bitter taste of Chinese medicine, so her grandfather would boil the medicine and refine it into pills for her.
Her grandfather would also teach Qin Xue Chinese medicine, pulse diagnosis, tongue diagnosis, and acupuncture during his free time.
However, she was not very skilled in these techniques. The thing she was best at was using a scalpel, but she unfortunately died in a car accident after only two years of experience, just when she was about to perform the surgery on her own.
Qin Xue also knew a little about embroidery. Her grandmother was a woman from Jiangnan who was good at embroidery, especially Suzhou embroidery.
When she was a child, her grandmother wanted her to inherit her craft, but Qin Xue preferred medical skills, so she only learned a little about embroidery.
If only she had known she was going to die, she would have thoroughly learned the skills of her grandparents in order to repay their kindness in raising her.
Unfortunately, there's no such thing as knowing beforehand. Qin Xue organized the books and stepped out of the space after tidying up the colorful clothes she had sorted out during the day.
She put them in a bag, threw it into the space, and planned to take it out in a deserted place the next day to exchange for some money. Otherwise, her money wouldn't be enough to support her daily life.
Looking at the night sky, she estimated that it was around midnight. It was time to continue sleeping so she could go shopping the next day.
This time, Qin Xue slept soundly until the morning. Even the wakeup call didn't disturb her, showing how deeply she was asleep.
After getting up and folding her quilt, Qin Xue went to the kitchen, got some salt to rinse her mouth, and decided that she needed to buy a toothbrush today.
Perhaps because she had drunk water from the space the night before, the bump on her head had reduced a lot, her wound was healing well, and she no longer felt dizzy. It seemed that Xue Ling was right about the well water's ability to accelerate wound healing.
Qin Xue entered the space again and took a cup of Spirit Spring water to drink before leaving the space.
She opened the wardrobe and put on a less floral shirt and a red Ni Zi jacket.
A Ni Zi jacket wasn't cheap during this time and cost several dozen yuan each, almost equivalent to a worker's monthly salary.
No wonder the original owner of the body had only US$68 left.
She wore black cotton straight-leg pants, as there were no fancy styles available at this time.
Unlike modern times, where there were a variety of styles to choose from, with money, Qin Xue could design her clothes and find someone to make them for her.
She combed her hair, tied it up in a bun on top of her head, and looked in the mirror. This style was refreshing and elegant.
She pocketed her food stamps and money before looking for Fang Hong to go shopping. They arrived before the supply truck came.
"Sister-in-law, isn't Yu Xiu's sister-in-law coming?" Qin Xue didn't see Yu Xiu and asked Fang Hong.
"She said she's coming. She should be here soon." Fang Hong finished speaking and looked back. As she spoke, she saw Yu Xiu coming.
"Look, isn't she coming?" She pointed at Yu Xiu and said to Qin Xue.
"You two are early. Let's go to the door and wait for the supply truck." Yu Xiu walked over with a cloth bag in her hand and pulled Fang Hong while speaking. They would go out to collect supplies every two days.
"Eh, Qin Xue, you're going shopping without a bag to carry things?" Yu Xiu saw Qin Xue empty-handed and asked suspiciously.
"Oh, I have to bring a bag? I didn't know, so I didn't bring one." Qin Xue, a newcomer to the 21st century, was used to plastic bags for shopping.
She didn't know that shopping bags were needed back then and didn't even think about it, since she had the space to store things now.
"What should we do? Do you want to go back and fetch it? It's my fault for not reminding you." Fang Hong hadn't realized that Qin Xue had forgotten even the basic requirements of daily life after losing her memory.
If Qin Xue knew what Fang Hong was thinking, she would definitely say that it wasn't because she couldn't remember, but because she hadn't experienced this situation before.
"It's fine, sister-in-law. Let's go. My house doesn't even have a bag like that. If I buy too many things, I can just buy a bag to put them in."
After all, it will be useful in the future." Qin Xue wasn't worried about not having a place to put her things. The big space she had made it easy to just throw things in, saving both time and effort.