After returning home, Lu Yulan separated the seafood into small bowls.
Thinking that seafood needs to be purged of sand, I put it in clean water and added a little bit of freshly purified salt.
Lu Yulan had just secretly tasted a little bit, and sure enough, the taste was very pure and intoxicating.
Moreover, it's not pure white, but a light sea blue, a very beautiful crystal.
Before I could figure out what to do with the seafood, I received an unexpected phone call.
[Host, there's a video call. Would you like to connect?]
"Is that Grandpa Lu?"
No, it's the merchant on the StarNet who sold you rice before. They're probably discussing whether you want to continue buying. StarNet shops and stalls cost money, and he doesn't look like he's wealthy.
The millet grower is quite reliable, whether it's teaching me how to plant it, the amount of water to use, or even now, it's very user-friendly.
"Connect me."
Lu Yulan was planning to buy some more to use as seeds, hoping to see if she could hybridize rice suitable for this region, since plants on Earth are all small and delicate.
"Hello." A kind-looking man appeared in front of Lu Yulan, his face pale, as if he had been suffering from long-term malnutrition.
The visitor was named Lin Ping, an indigenous person from the planet Rice. Their planet only grows this kind of rice plant, which is very domineering, and its sharp thorns can sometimes hurt people when harvesting it during the ripening season. Although these thorns can be sold for money, they only ripen three times a year. They are all ordinary people, and most of the wealthy people on the planet have found a way to leave, so those who remain are ordinary people who barely survive on this crop.
Lin Ping originally thought that these ears of grain might be profitable, but only Lu Yulan, a fool, went to buy them.
He had to pay money every day on the StarNet, so he wondered if he could make a private deal with Lu Yulan. He figured no one else would buy this stuff, saving him money and allowing him to buy more nutritional supplements for the elderly on the planet.
"Hello."
"It's like this, I'm pretty poor here. This thing has only been listed on StarNet for a year and you're the only customer. How about we exchange IDs? If you need it in the future, I'll mail it to you. I won't open a store on StarNet anymore." Lin Ping wasn't very good at communicating with outsiders, and even though Lu Yulan used a virtual avatar and looked like an ordinary woman, he was still quite embarrassed.
Lu Yulan greeted him warmly, and after listening to Lin Ping's story, she had an idea in her mind.
Perhaps she could post the recipe for the porridge online, but she's just a nobody, and probably no one would be willing to try it. In the past, Lu Yulan's StarNet ID was used by trolls who would criticize her for not divorcing General Lu, so Lu Yulan abandoned it. Now that she's a nobody, she can't use it either. Even if she did, no one would believe her, and they would just think she was trying to attract attention. She'll probably need Lu Yuanhong's help.
This would not only solve Lin Ping's predicament, but their planet would probably also be better off.
Moreover, the production of interstellar nutrients has always been controlled by large families, so it's not expensive.
The most basic meal costs five Star Coins, and three meals a day cost fifteen.
Lu Yulan understood that there were always people struggling at the bottom of society in that world.
Looking at the child who accidentally appeared in the photo, being skin and bones is already a compliment.
Lu Yulan herself came from a hungry orphanage, so naturally she wanted to help as much as she could, and she also wanted to earn some points of affection.
Lin Ping watched Lu Yulan remain silent, thinking that she might not want to. Women are always a strange species.
"Sir, how about this, I'll cover the postage myself from now on, is that alright?"
His anxious and uneasy demeanor was just like my own when I was struggling to survive for a single steamed bun.
"It's okay, I'm fine, but do you trust me? Maybe in a few days your tassels will be able to be sold. I believe everything will be alright."
Lu Yulan didn't know why she blurted it out, feeling stupid but unable to bring herself to do it.
If he doesn't open the shop after he makes it public, he won't make any money selling the goods.
"Thank you for your kind words."
Lin Ping had originally planned to close the shop, but seeing Lu Yulan's goodwill across the starry sky, and the large order of 1,000 interstellar coins that she had just placed, he thought he should persevere a little longer.
As the old saying goes, once you get through the toughest times, that's when you reap the rewards.
Perhaps, it's almost here.
Seeing that a stranger trusted her so much, Lu Yulan almost blurted out that Suizi was edible, but she was afraid that if she told him directly, she would be taken for a fool, so she held back.
"Xiaomi, do you think there are many people like this in the interstellar world who can't even get enough to eat?"
Think back to when I lived in a relatively well-off era, there was only one planet, but there were still 1% of people who didn't have enough to eat or wear.
What about interstellar space?
On so many planets, do they all truly enjoy advanced technology and live a life of abundance, or are they like that person from before, striving to please a guest?
[Host, perhaps this is the meaning of your coming to interstellar space.]
Lu Yulan wasn't so great that she felt she could save the world, but as human beings, we are born kind. Even if we have small acts of kindness, someone will always pass on the torch, and that's how this world becomes warm and bright.
So, should you call General Lu, your ex-husband?
Lu Yulan: ...
"Wait a little longer, or we can call again tonight."
Lu Yulan had actually considered Grandpa Lu, but since he was one of the three marshals of the empire, she decided not to trouble him with such matters.
Lu's younger brother is still a student, and students should go to school happily.
So, only her ex-husband thinks this way, and she feels like she's becoming more and more of a bitch. No, I'm not.
[Host, someone might die if we're even a second late. Are you sure?]
Xiaomi's tone was heavy; perhaps she was just trying to scare Lu Yulan, but who can say it wasn't the truth?
"Go ahead and fight."
"Wait, let me send a message first and ask if you have time."
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