Song Yun, a modern inheritor of ancient medical practices, accidentally transmigrates to the year 1973, becoming an unlucky girl unloved by her father and ignored by her mother.
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Song Yun was secretly delighted and immediately confirmed the exchange. The seven or eight meter tall pine tree in front of her disappeared in an instant, leaving only a big hole on the ground.
Watching the balance change, Song Yun happily changed her location and found a cypress tree of similar height to scan. The transaction amount was as high as 300 star coins.
After thinking about it again and again, she guessed that it might be related to the cypress tree producing cypress seeds.
I found this picture online, just take a look at it.
To verify her guess, she found a bunch of wild grass in the grove that had never been traded. According to her previous experience, this very common wild grass could be exchanged for 5 star coins at most. She found a plant with grass seeds in the wild grass and scanned it. The exchange amount soared to 30 star coins.
"That's true." Song Yun decided to try to find plants with seeds when trading in the future, so as to maximize the value.
If this is the case with plants, what about animals? Wouldn't those that are fertile and carrying offspring be more valuable?
Other things are hard to come by, like chickens that lay eggs? Or eggs that can hatch chicks?
Before Song Yun finished her fantasy, she caught a glimpse of something wriggling in the tree pit. She squatted down to take a look and saw two fat earthworms exposed to the air, which were desperately digging the soil to get out.
Song Yun raised her watch and scanned it very quickly, and actually got fifteen star coins. It was not as good as pine and cypress, but better than ordinary weeds. Not bad.
Since earthworms can do it, then all kinds of insects in the forest should be able to do it too.
Song Yun excitedly jumped up and down in the woods, pulling at the grass and turning over the leaves. After over an hour's work, she earned 180 star coins. Including the pine and cypress trees she had worked on earlier, she earned a total of 670 star coins today. Adding the 80 star coins left over from yesterday, her total balance was 750 star coins, which would still leave her 250 after exchanging them for a one-cubic-meter storage slot.
Song Yun looked at the balance with shining eyes, and without any hesitation, she directly exchanged it for a one-cubic-meter storage compartment. Don't underestimate this cubic-meter storage compartment. It doesn't sound big and looks small, but it can actually hold a lot of things. At least more than a dozen cotton-padded clothes and quilts that are hard to carry can be stuffed into it. This way, she won't have to worry about not being able to buy winter supplies in Heilongjiang Province and stocking up everything in the department store.
Song Yun was thinking about what to buy later. Just as she turned around and took a few steps outside the grove, she suddenly heard a woman's shrill cry for help from the southwest, mixed with a man's evil laughter and curses.
"Zhao Xiaomei, you little slut, it's useless to scream at the top of your lungs today. If you obey me, you can suffer less. If you make me angry, don't blame me for not being gentle with you."
"Brother Daniu, I beg you, please let me go. I will give you money. I have money, and I will give it to you."
After a crisp "pop" sound, the man's rough curses were heard again, "Bitch, I gave you your money. You seduce me to be your slave and give you money, and then you turn around and get together with the well-off educated youth. What kind of a Buddha do you think I am? How dare you cheat on me?"
"Fang Daniu, don't be silly. I'm an educated youth. If you dare to behave like a hooligan to me, I will report you to the police and you will be shot."
Fang Daniu sneered, "Then you can report it. By then, everyone will know that you are my, Fang Daniu's, woman. When I come out of jail, you will still be my, Fang Daniu's wife." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "swish" sound, which should be the sound of clothes being torn.