After a hearty meal, Yang Lan'er finally got rid of a group of enthusiastic classmates and returned to her rented house. She first washed off the hot pot smell on her body in the bathroom before entering the space to soak in the hot spring and practice.

Only after her training reached a saturation point did Yang Lan'er roll up her sleeves and prepare to work.

Coming to an area with a regulated concentration of spiritual energy, Yang Lan'er turned around twice and then began to use her spiritual consciousness to activate the formation.

This place was set up with an array by our ancestors, which can adjust the concentration of spiritual energy inside. However, generally speaking, a certain amount of spiritual stones are consumed to adjust the concentration of spiritual energy to a higher level in order to meet the growth environment of some special spiritual herbs.

But Yang Lan'er is squandering natural resources and doing the opposite. She has artificially divided this land into several parts. One part of the spiritual energy has been adjusted to a pitiful concentration that is only twice that of the outside world. In terms of space, it is almost a zone without spiritual energy.

There was no other way. Yang Lan'er didn't want the fruits and vegetables she grew to be too different from the real thing. If they turned into spiritual fruits and vegetables, wouldn't it be a waste to sell them? Moreover, if people were to eat them and get impurities in their bodies, that would be a big joke and she would definitely be targeted.

Not to mention ordinary people, even if Yang Lan'er wanted to eat it herself, she wouldn't dare to plant it directly in the space. The spiritual energy content was too high, and her body, which had not yet entered the innate stage, simply couldn't bear it.

So, Yang Lan'er planted the vegetables and fruits to be sold in one place, and the ones she ate in another field, and adjusted the concentration of spiritual energy to be slightly higher.

Fortunately, everything in the space can be controlled by spiritual consciousness, otherwise, it would be difficult to deal with so many seeds and seedlings in a short time.

After finishing her work, Yang Lan'er left the space, had a good sleep, and got up early the next day.

After looking at the class schedule and finding out that she had no classes this morning, Yang Lan'er left home at seven o'clock and went straight to the farmers' market.

Early in the morning, full-time housewives and elderly people are the most popular, and they prefer to buy fresh food, regardless of the price.

After Yang Lan'er took a look around and had an idea of ​​the prices, she bought a large backpack, filled it with bright red strawberries, and carried it to the end of the temporary stall in the market.

It only takes half a year for strawberries to mature from being planted, so after one night, those planted in the space will be ripe.

It is only March now, but greenhouse strawberries have already appeared in large quantities and are plentiful on the market. Naturally ripe ones usually mature by the end of May, so the strawberries we can see now are beautiful in appearance but not very tasty.

In terms of appearance, Yang Laner's strawberries are more tempting. They look delicious at first glance, and they are freshly picked, very fresh, completely unlike the fruit boxes packaged at other fruit stalls.

Moreover, the strawberry produced by Yang Lan'er's space has a very strong fragrance, and you can smell the strawberry scent from a distance.

So, just as Yang Lan'er put down her backpack, an auntie who was buying vegetables came over and asked, "Girl, how much are these strawberries?"

Yang Lan'er took out the discounted electronic scale she bought at the supermarket last night and shook her hair: "Ten dollars."

"Can't you have less?" the aunt asked casually, having already started picking with her bare hands.

Yang Lan'er knew that these questions were just a habitual question. Her price was the same as others: "Hey, sister, look, I just picked these strawberries this morning, so you're late. Moreover, they are not from the shed. They are a new variety and have not been sprayed with pesticides. The price is not more than others. How about you try some?"

Yang Lan'er quickly got into the role and took a bag to fill it for the aunt.

The auntie who was called sister was immediately delighted. She thought this one was good, that one was good, and she casually put them into her pocket: "You can try it?"

As a regular grocer, how could I not see how fresh Yang Lan'er's strawberries were? They were not even bruised, so there was no need to be too picky.

"Sure, eat it!" Yang Lan'er took one and handed it to the aunt, and ate one herself. She came in a hurry and didn't taste it.

The aunt narrowed her eyes and sighed, "It tastes really good, such a strong strawberry flavor. Is it really free of pesticides?"

The fruits nowadays have lost their original flavor. This is the taste that I ate when I was a child, but I have almost forgotten it in my memory.

"Of course. Look, there is still dew on the fruit. I haven't had time to sprinkle some water on it yet." Yang Lan'er was telling the truth.

The aunt nodded, not sure whether she believed it or not. However, just for the taste, she originally just wanted to buy a little to try, and ended up buying three pounds for thirty yuan.

Perhaps someone heard what the aunt said and smelled the scent, and many buyers came over one after another, leaving Yang Lan'er with no time to talk to the neighbors on both sides and build relationships.

In less than an hour, the whole basket was sold out. Yang Lan'er calculated silently and found that there were about 80 kilograms, which meant that she had earned more than 800 yuan.

Although she hasn't made back enough of her capital, she is still making huge profits from growing strawberries in the space. Apart from the seed investment, the return is very quick. Moreover, it is not easy to take the fruits out of the space on site. In fact, the ripe strawberries this morning have not been picked at all.

However, Yang Lan'er did not plan to sell any more. She packed up and distributed the less than one pound of strawberries that were left to her neighbors who were jealous of her booming business.

After receiving the benefits, the relationship naturally became active. The old lady selling eggs on the right smiled and said, "Sister, will you come tomorrow? I will help you save a seat."

There is a store next door that does good business and can boost her business, so she really hopes that Yang Lan'er will continue.

"Okay, I'll definitely come. Thank you, mother-in-law." Yang Lan'er said sweetly.

Seeing the market manager coming, Yang Lan'er handed over two yuan, took a ticket, chatted with the old lady for a few words and left.

Although it is a temporary stall, you still have to pay a management fee of two yuan per day, with a ticket as evidence.

So, Yang Lan'er came here to sell strawberries every day. Because many returning customers didn't ask the price at all, she didn't feel bad about weighing several kilograms each time. She could sell a large basket of strawberries very quickly in a day and it didn't delay her classes at all.

For a month, I worked about 100 kilograms every day and earned nearly 30,000 yuan.

After making sure she had some extra money, Yang Lan'er immediately went to buy a few new clothes, especially her underwear, and only breathed a sigh of relief after changing them all. As expected, she couldn't live without money, and she had been enduring it for a long time.

Every morning, Yang Lan'er still went to sell fruits, but now she sold cherries.

It is already late April, and strawberries are appearing in large quantities. Many of the naturally ripened ones are also starting to be put on the market. It’s not that they can compare with the production in Yang Lan’er’s space, but they have lowered the price for sellers, and are no longer sold for less than ten yuan per pound.

Although Yang Lan'er's strawberry business was still good even without lowering the price, she did not want to challenge the market so as not to attract more attention.

Cherries were just on the market and the price was extremely high, so Yang Lan'er changed the varieties she sold.