Farmer rolled his eyes: "Do you think it's easy for me? I help you take care of your kids every day, and you're making a fuss over nothing? You little devil, you're getting more and more unreasonable! Humph! Apologize! Apologize to me!"

Otherwise, I will absolutely not forgive!

Mo Qingcheng laughed in exasperation.

Little brat, getting all cocky now?

Haha, he's really asking for it.

Mo Qingcheng took a deep breath. My dear, my dear, my dear, my old comrade-in-arms from a past life, spare my life for now.

Seeing that Mo Qingcheng had not continued to rage, Farmer finally felt relieved.

Washing makes you healthier!

"Little witch, hurry up and earn spirit stones. The farm is upgrading, and we don't have many spirit stones left..." Farm King rolled his eyes arrogantly and glared angrily at Mo Qingcheng: "Besides scolding people, do you have any other special skills?"

Mo Qingcheng: "..."

What you said makes sense; I'm speechless.

Little brat, worrying about nothing all day long. Wouldn't it be better to be a carefree, naughty kid?

Mo Qingcheng was so engrossed in the interstellar farm that she almost forgot where she was.

"Little witch, your pills are up for auction..." Farmer's voice suddenly rang out, tinged with schadenfreude.

Mo Qingcheng slapped her forehead, looking at her head, realizing she had almost forgotten about the trouble this had caused.

Hei blinked: "Madam, aren't you afraid of making yourself look like an idiot?"

"Shut up!" If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute.

You're the idiot! Your whole family is idiot!

Mo Qingcheng glared at Hei Yi, casually picked up a grape, put it in her mouth, and looked down at the auction house.

Wow, I didn't know until I saw it, and what I found shocked me.

Qingmei's voice was filled with excitement: "Everyone, there are only six bottles of sixth-grade pills available, to be auctioned as a set."

The crowd erupted in uproar!

Good heavens, a bundled auction?

Oh no! I didn't bring enough spirit stones. Is it too late to go home now?

"Just start already, let me give up for a moment!"

"That's right, stop arguing and get started!"

"Start! Start! Start!"

"Quickly send a message to the family head, telling him to bring mid-grade spirit stones to the auction house."

...

"The first set contains three Xuanling Pills and three Shengji Pills. This is the only set available. The starting bid is one thousand mid-grade spirit stones, and each bid must be at least one hundred mid-grade spirit stones."

As soon as Qingmei finished speaking, many people were dumbfounded.

What the heck... what... what is that?

Mystic Spirit Pill? Muscle Regeneration Pill?

Come on, pinch me! Everyone knows about the Xuanling Pill, but isn't the Shengji Pill a legendary elixir?

Legend has it that severed fingers or limbs can regenerate if one takes a muscle-regenerating pill…

Wow... The starting bid is already a thousand... mid-grade spirit stones!

Everyone gasped in shock. People in the lobby on the first floor looked at each other in dismay; the starting price had already shut them out.

Who can't be blamed for this?

"One thousand one hundred!"

"Five thousand five hundred!"

"two thousand!"

"Two thousand three hundred!"

"Two thousand five hundred!"

"Two thousand six hundred!"

"Three thousand!"

"Three thousand two hundred!"

"Three thousand five hundred!"

"four thousand!"

Mo Qingcheng blinked, and the price soared, completely unexpectedly.

Mo Yi and Mo San stared wide-eyed: "Master!"

"Shh..." Hei Yi slapped Mo San on the head: "Don't be so naive! Madam's master is... cough cough... I'm not telling you..."

Hei's eyes darted around; this was the lady's secret, and it absolutely could not be known to anyone with ulterior motives.

Bai nodded. This fool has finally shown some intelligence for once. Not bad! He's teachable!

Hei sneered, "Hmph, who do you think you are?"

"Eight thousand!"