After Rebirth, I Used Space Farming to Counterattack

Farming + getting rich + rebirth + space + emptiness (the love line should be relatively low, but it won't be a prince or a prince, it should be a strong woman and a weak man, with the female protagonist taking the lead, and the male protagonist's existence is just to be a good helper for the female protagonist) In my previous life, my second aunt sold me to a widower for two taels of silver, and I died on a snowy day. After I came back from rebirth, the first thing I did was to separate from them. With space in hand, spiritual springs water the ground, and seedlings grow overnight. Grow spiritual rice, sell jade melons, raise spiritual chickens, and make a fortune of tens of thousands of people with a hoe. Some people say that growing vegetables is like a magic trick, and that eating too much rice will cause trouble. I put the vegetables in front of them and let them watch them eat, sell, and buy the land in the capital one acre at a time. Later, those who had stepped on me knelt on the field ridge and begged me for forgiveness. I squatted in the field pulling weeds without looking back: "I'm sorry, but the land in my life will only be grown for the people I care about."