(Extreme heat + vegetation death + virus outbreak + hail + earthquake + mutated marine life + extreme cold + torrential rain + thousands of miles of iceċ°...)
No zombies. Feng Ran unexpected...
It took two days to pick most of the ripe grapes.
The vineyards that were later supplied with seedlings were all small. Not many of them bore fruit, so they were relatively easy to harvest.
Surprisingly, all the fruit trees planted in the space survived!
The seedlings she bought originally included some that wouldn't survive.
Oh no, it seems we planted too much...
Next came the other fruits.
Oranges, pears, apples, passion fruit, kiwis, tangerines, watermelons... pick all the big and sweet ones. Then sort them and put them into baskets or cardboard boxes, and then have Jixiang stack them up.
Finally, there are the taro seedlings that were planted earlier.
We can start digging now. We didn't even throw away the seedlings; the leaves can be stir-fried or used in hot pot.
Moreover, the taro produced by this place is very large. It's just that digging it up is exhausting.
Finally, Fengran dug up a few sacks and then stopped. He decided to give the rest to Jixiang.
After working on this job for almost two weeks, Feng Ran was on the verge of a breakdown.
It's nice to reap the rewards, but not so nice to do the work.
"Jixiang? Can't you just help me reap the rewards directly?"
"No. If you find it troublesome, you can just give it to me."
"...The rest of the fruit is yours. Don't kill my tree. And the taro in the field is yours too. But don't touch the taro seedlings I pulled out. I need to rest for a couple of days before replanting them."
"OK!"
It looks happy.
...
Feng Ran has been preparing to clean up several cows and pigs these past few days.
They ate all the cows they had dissected earlier.
And so, she thought of Wang San San again.
After so many collaborations, Wang San San is indeed a good person.
Another reason is that she didn't have any other suitable candidates...