Chapter 742 Farming

Chen Chaogong shook his head and walked out of his yard full of flowers and plants. He looked around and smiled. He didn't know what Baihua City was relying on. For such an important hostage like him, they didn't even send heavy troops to guard around his yard.

If he gets upset one day and runs away secretly, who knows how long it will take for Baihua City to notice him? He walked to the edge of the field, found a big rock to sit on, and just watched the middle-aged couple slowly loosen the soil, pack up the farm tools and walk onto the field.

Several children, holding a string of windmills in their hands, ran all the way from the small path. The older children quickly ran past Chen Chaogong from behind, cheering. A few younger children followed behind them. When they walked on the ridge of the field, they stumbled because the road was uneven, but they also quickly passed behind Chen Chaogong.

Only the youngest one, who was about one or two years old and had a bald head, was walking up and down the field ridge along the path. There was a ditch that was too wide for him, so he stood hesitantly by the ditch, not daring to go over.

Chen Chaogong sat on the stone, looking at the child, and waited for a long time. Finally, he couldn't help but said, "Come over, it's very narrow."

Encouraged, the child raised his foot and leaned over the edge of the ditch, but he didn't stand firmly and was about to sit in the ditch. Chen Chaogong was quick-witted and rushed over quickly and picked up the child who was about to fall into the ditch.

The kids in front ran back with the windmills in their hands, and they were running around Chen Chaogong, laughing. You and I were talking to each other, just like sparrows. You couldn't hear what these kids were saying.

Chen Chaogong put the child down, and the other children took the child away to play. Chen Chaogong suddenly became interested and looked at the middle-aged couple who had already walked up the ridge of the field. He asked: "Do you need to go through any procedures to farm here?"

"Procedures?" The man thought about it with a confused look on his face and shook his head. "It seems that there is no need. You can just mark out a piece of land and leave it uncultivated. You don't have to hand in the crops you grow. You can eat them yourself or sell them."

"Sell? How much can you sell?" Chen Chaogong smiled, "You are not wood-type ability users, so even if you plant four seasons a year, you can't grow many crops."

"No, you can spend your crystal core and ask a wood-type mutant you know to help you give birth."

The woman rolled up her trouser legs on the ridge of the field and pointed at a big tree in the distance. "That's the fruit tree of Wang Ermazi's family. He asks a wood-type supernatural being to help him stimulate the fruit to grow every two or three days. He can harvest the fruit from the tree every two or three days. After the fruit is sold, the crystal cores at home can supply all the material needs of the whole family for a week."

Chen Chaogong looked in the direction the woman pointed. The fruit was growing taller and thicker. If it continued to grow like this, it would indeed produce more and more fruits. It seemed that Wang Ermaizi had a good sense for economics.

So Chen Chaogong turned around, looked at the middle-aged couple, and asked, "So what are you going to plant?"

"There are no cherries in Baihua City. We are going to plant some cherries. This will make money."

The middle-aged man and woman, happily planning their beautiful future life, chattered with Chen Chaogong, and walked back to their house, leaving Chen Chaogong sitting alone on the edge of the field, facing the gradually setting sun, staring in a daze at the wasteland in front of his yard.

(End of this chapter)