Fantasy Farm

After being fired, Lu Qingjiu finally decided to return to his hometown to farm.

At first, he started raising a pig, and then he found that the pig could solve more high-level math questions ...

Chapter 13 The Tomatoes Are Ripe

Because it was late, Lu Qingjiu simply made some mixed sauce noodles for Bai Yuehu. Their mixed sauce here was different from the ones in the north. The sauerkraut was made by simmering sweet bean paste with diced pork. After the noodles were cooked, a large spoonful of the fragrant sauerkraut melted into the boiling broth, and the fat and aroma of the meat blended with the noodles. Add a few green leaves and a handful of chopped green onions, and it was both convenient and delicious.

Lu Qingjiu was afraid that Bai Yuehu wouldn't be full, so he made him a large bowl. Bai Yuehu took the noodles and ate half of it in one go, seemingly unfazed by the heat. He looked really hungry. Lu Qingjiu didn't eat as fast as him, and when he was halfway through, Zhu Miaomiao, who should have been unconscious, woke up.

She groped out of the bedroom in her pajamas, looking confused. The aroma of noodles in the room made her mouth water instantly. She said, "Qingjiu, you guys are eating noodles, why didn't you call me?"

Lu Qingjiu glanced at Bai Yuehu, and seeing that he didn't even raise his head, he had no choice but to say, "You fainted from the shower, so I just sent you back to your room. Why did I ask you to get up and eat noodles?"

"Did I faint while taking a shower?" Zhu Miaomiao was a little confused. She recalled the scene of herself taking a shower, but found that her memory seemed to be disconnected. There was a part that she couldn't remember at all. She scratched her head and said, "How long have I been fainted..."

Lu Qingjiu looked at the time: "Not too long, just over an hour."

"Oh, I'm hungry too." Zhu Miaomiao said aggrievedly, "I want to eat noodles too."

The three of them had been climbing the mountain all day and had nothing to eat at night, so it was normal for them to be hungry. Lu Qingjiu said, "Wait a minute, I'll make you a bowl too."

Zhu Miaomiao said, "Don't worry, finish your noodles first, otherwise they will melt later."

While Lu Qingjiu and Zhu Miaomiao were talking, Bai Yuehu had already finished his noodles. He was always very clean when eating, and this time he didn't even leave any soup. After finishing his meal, he wiped his mouth, said lightly that he was going to sleep, and got up and left.

Zhu Miaomiao looked at his back and whispered, "Qingjiu, what happened to us last night? Is this person really that powerful?" She was no fool. The three of them had been walking on the mountain for so long and couldn't get down, but the White Moon Fox came and led them out immediately. Although Lu Qingjiu didn't say it, Zhu Miaomiao had already imagined countless images of the White Moon Fox master in her mind.

"He's quite powerful." Lu Qingjiu couldn't possibly tell Zhu Miaomiao the true identity of the White Moon Fox, so he could only make up a story, "He knows more about these things..."

Zhu Miaomiao asked excitedly: "Have you seen a ghost?"

Lu Qingjiu: “…”

Although he didn't answer, his subtle expression had already given Zhu Miaomiao the answer. Zhu Miaomiao said, "Wow, so amazing! I envy you so much! You actually saw a ghost..."

Lu Qingjiu was helpless: "What's there to envy?"

Zhu Miaomiao: "I've never seen it before!"

Lu Qingjiu: "Do you want to see?"

Zhu Miaomiao said: "Think about it little by little."

Lu Qingjiu sighed and put down his chopsticks: “Do you still remember the school next to our company?”

Zhu Miaomiao was confused by the question: "I remember, what's wrong?"

Lu Qingjiu said, "Isn't there an abandoned public toilet in the school? Let me tell you..."

"Ahhh, stop it, I don't want to see you anymore!" Zhu Miaomiao, who knew about this strange story, screamed and covered her ears. "I was just kidding! Brother, stop it!"

Lu Qingjiu said, "You are just like Ye Gong who loves dragons." He said he wanted to see it, but when he actually saw it, he began to regret it.

Zhu Miaomiao realized her mistake: "I was wrong!"

Lu Qingjiu spread his hands when he heard this, and did not embarrass her anymore. He went to the kitchen to cook her a bowl of noodles. Zhu Miaomiao ate the noodles and went back to the bedroom to sleep. After Lu Qingjiu cleaned up the kitchen, he lay back on the bed and fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.

The next day, Lu Qingjiu slept a little longer and didn't get out of bed until dawn.

When he was yawning and walking to the front yard in his pajamas to wash up, he happened to meet Bai Yuehu who had just come back from watering the plants outside. He was holding a bamboo basket with a bunch of red, green and colorful vegetables in it.

Lu Qingjiu said good morning to him and said, “Where did all these dishes come from?”

Bai Yuehu said, "Our food is ready."

Lu Qingjiu's expression was dazed for a moment, and he whispered, "So fast."

From the time the vegetables were planted until they grew, he hardly ever went to the fields. It was almost always White Moon Fox who watered and cared for them. He would only occasionally catch insects and weed, and hardly ever bothered with anything else.

Yin Xun said that tomatoes and the like would take at least three months to mature, but vegetables like bok choy would take about a month.

"Yeah." Bai Yuehu responded, took out a round tomato from the basket, washed it and handed it to Lu Qingjiu, "It's delicious."

Lu Qingjiu took the tomato and took a bite, his eyes lit up instantly. This tomato was completely different from the tomatoes bought on the market. It had a particularly strong fruity flavor, full of sour and sweet juice, and his mouth was full of the aroma of tomato.

"Delicious!" Lu Qingjiu exclaimed, "This tomato is so delicious!"

"Yeah." Bai Yuehu said, "Cucumber tastes good too."

Lu Qingjiu took another cucumber after hearing this. It tasted just as Bai Yuehu said. The cucumber was sweet and crisp, and its quality was almost comparable to that of fruit. It was delicious even if you just ate it without cooking.

Lu Qingjiu ate with gusto and decided on the lunch menu, which was to make beef stew with tomatoes and scrambled eggs with cucumbers.

Bai Yuehu nodded, looking quite satisfied.

After a while, Zhu Miaomiao also got up, yawned and asked if there was anything to eat. Lu Qingjiu grabbed a tomato and handed it to Zhu Miaomiao. Zhu Miaomiao was amazed when she ate it, saying that the tomato was too delicious and asked Lu Qingjiu how they grew it.

"He planted it." Lu Qingjiu said, "I'm afraid you can't learn it."

"He can also grow vegetables?" Zhu Miaomiao's eyes widened, obviously not believing that the White Moon Fox, who looked like an immortal, could actually roll up his trouser legs and water the mud.

"Yes." Lu Qingjiu said frankly, "He basically takes care of the vegetable garden."

Zhu Miaomiao made a gesture of admiration.

Bai Yuehu said most of the vegetables in the field were ripe and ready to be picked. Lu Qingjiu had been worried that others would question their rapid growth. But whether it was because his family had relatively little land or because Bai Yuehu was too low-key, the other villagers didn't react.

Today, Li Xiaoyu from the neighboring house happened to come to Lu Qingjiu's house to cut grass for the pigs, so Lu Qingjiu gave him a bag of tomatoes to take home. But when he went to the pigpen to see Li Xiaoyu a little later, he found that the child had shared some tomatoes with Xiao Hei and Xiao Hua. The two little black pigs, Xiao Hei and Xiao Hua, ate the tomatoes with gusto, their eyes narrowed with joy.

Lu Qingjiu was a little helpless, but he didn't say anything. He casually asked, "Xiaoyu, why didn't you go to school this morning?"

Li Xiaoyu was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then whispered, "My dad said that going to school is useless, it's better to earn money by cutting grass for pigs at home."

Lu Qingjiu frowned when he heard this: “Why is your dad like this?”

"And my grades aren't good either." Li Xiaoyu hung his head, feeling somewhat lost. "It's something so simple, but I just can't learn it."

Lu Qingjiu said: "If you have any questions, you can ask me and I can help you."

"No need, Brother Lu." Li Xiaoyu shook his head. "I'm very stupid."

Lu Qingjiu wanted to say something, but seeing that Li Xiaoyu didn't want to talk about it anymore, he had to give up. When he left the pigpen, he thought that he should find time to talk to Li Xiaoyu's father. How could this child not go to school?

At noon, Lu Qingjiu made steaming hot delicacies with the vegetables that Bai Yuehu brought back, and also called Yin Xun over.

There were dark circles under Yin Xun's eyes, as if he didn't sleep well last night.

Lu Qingjiu asked him what was wrong, and he said he had a nightmare all night.

"A nightmare?" Zhu Miaomiao ate a piece of beef and asked vaguely, "What did you dream about?"

Yin Xun said gloomily, "Nothing much. I just dreamed that I was walking down a street and something was chasing me."

"You must have been frightened last night," Zhu Miaomiao said. "Eat some meat and calm down."

Yin Xun nodded and held out his chopsticks.

The beef stew made with the tomatoes grown by Bai Yuehu was indeed exceptional. It hadn't been spiked with MSG, yet the broth was incredibly delicious. The beef was also incredibly tender, and although large, it wasn't difficult to chew, making it incredibly satisfying. The four of them devoured the entire pot of food Lu Qingjiu had prepared. Bai Yuehu finished the last sip of the soup and squinted his eyes in satisfaction. Lu Qingjiu glanced at him, realizing that Bai Yuehu only had a foxy, docile quality when he was full.

Zhu Miaomiao volunteered to wash the dishes. Seeing Yin Xun's lack of energy, Lu Qingjiu told him to go back for a nap. As soon as Yin Xun left, Bai Yuehu, who seemed to be basking in the sun in the yard and about to fall asleep, suddenly said, "If you can't finish the remaining tomatoes, sell them."

Lu Qingjiu was stunned when he heard this: "Is it much more cooked?"

"A lot." said Bai Yuehu.

"You can't finish it?" Lu Qingjiu was a little confused. He remembered that the White Moon Fox had a big appetite.

"I can finish it." said Bai Yuehu.

“Then why do you want to sell it…” Lu Qingjiu didn’t understand.

"Because the money from selling it can be used to buy meat." Bai Yuehu yawned and closed his eyes again. "I prefer eating meat."

Lu Qingjiu finally understood Bai Yuehu's logic. Although tomatoes were edible, they were vegetarian dishes after all. It seemed too cruel for a fox to eat tomatoes every day.

Then let’s find some time to go to the market and sell the tomatoes and other extra vegetables, Lu Qingjiu made the decision.

The author has something to say: Bai Yuehu: What I love most in the world are meat and sake.

Lu Qingjiu: Do I have to choose one?

White Moon Fox: ...Lu Qingjiu's meat?

Lu Qingjiu: ……………… (Suddenly turned into a horror movie