Downstream from the Mountain God Reservoir, inside a very humble-looking thatched hut.
Qing He was adjusting the massive talisman device while carefully broadcasting all the reminders and weather updates for the autumn harvest.
Even though Li Jingshu only let Li Boyang see the complete version of the Sound Transmission Talisman today,
in truth, this mythic-style radio station had already been running for half a month.
Since the very day autumn harvest began, plenty of people in Li Family Village had gotten used to holding their Sound Transmission Talismans, listening to the voices inside.
After all, the Nine Chapters of Divination was already commonplace,
but if you could get a direct answer, who would still bother trying to calculate it themselves?
"You've been working hard!"
It wasn't until Qing He finished today's tasks that Qiwa gently draped a coat over her shoulders.
This almost husband-and-wife level of closeness had now become second nature between Qing He and Qiwa.
