Chapter 258 Seizing the Market
Making special soil requires a lot of soil, so Meng Qingyin and her team mobilized all their resources, even dragging the hen down to dig—of course, it only needed to use its claws to scratch the soil.
Qingfeng didn't leave either; he rolled up his sleeves and got to work. He worked for more than three hours before he could barely consume a third of the animal excrement.
The specially mixed soil, when piled up on the ground, resembles a small mountain, which is quite spectacular.
Seeing that it was getting late and the sun was about to set, Meng Qingyin put all the special soil mounds on the ground into her system inventory in one go.
After I finished collecting everything and got back to the car, it was completely dark.
Meng Qingyin immediately instructed Xiao Ai to close the doors and windows to prevent the black-winged beetles from flying in.
After a whole day of hard work by the hen, most of the insect eggs in the car were cleared away. Only a very small number of them hatched into black-winged beetles, which all ended up in the hen's stomach.
Qingfeng was very tempted: "Master, may I stay here for the night? I also have a lot of black-winged insects at home, and I hate insects."
“Of course,” Meng Qingyin suddenly felt a little guilty. “Why don’t you stay here with me for a while and go back after we’ve completely dealt with the black-winged insects? Anyway, I have plenty of space here.”
Sigh, how could she have forgotten about Qingfeng when she was at the chicken farm?
Her master specially bought her chicken to eat insects, but she didn't even remember that she had a disciple...
She stole a glance at Qingfeng, once again blaming herself for her carelessness.
Qingfeng was delighted to hear this, "Alright, thank you for taking me in, Master!"
Meng Qingyin coughed lightly twice, "No problem, no problem."
She diligently made Qingfeng's bed, and Qingfeng was flattered, "Master, I can do it myself!"
Meng Qingyin wanted to make amends in some way, so she said, "Go sit down and have a drink of water. I'll get it ready soon."
Seeing Meng Qingyin's attentive manner, Qingfeng was completely baffled, but eventually attributed it to his master's deep love for her.
She nodded, determined to serve her master even more diligently in the future, so as not to let down the profound love her master had for her.
She didn't go to drink water—her master helped her make the bed, and she leisurely went to drink water? Is that appropriate?!
She picked up a broom and started cleaning the carriage.
When Meng Qingyin finished making the bed, she found that the car was much cleaner than before. Qingfeng had already swept the floor and was wiping the car windows. The windows were sparkling clean, and because of the bright light, she could clearly see the dense swarm of black-winged insects that had landed on them.
It was a dark, dense mass, so dark that it gave me goosebumps.
Stomp Stomp!
Meng Qingyin quickly stopped Qingfeng, "I'm so hungry after a busy afternoon, let's eat first."
“Alright,” Qingfeng put down the rag and volunteered, “Master, what would you like to eat? I’ll make it.”
Meng Qingyin had other things to do, so she agreed, "Okay, then you can do whatever you want, and I'll go and share the special soil with my friend."
She took some ingredients from her spatial ring and placed them in the kitchen, leaving it to Qingfeng before going about her business.
Qingfeng, on the other hand, busied himself in an orderly manner.
Meng Qingyin quickly distributed the special soil to Chen Leying and the others, and then processed the spirit stones and clay that Hanmei had given her that afternoon to make a batch of miniature planting pots for sale.
After waiting patiently for a few minutes, all the ceramic pots were sold out.
Meng Qingyin took a screenshot of the profits and sent it to Hanmei: "This is the profit. After deducting costs, the net profit is 2 gold coins. I will take 80 silver coins, and you will take 1 gold coin and 20 silver coins. Calculate it, and if there are no problems, I will transfer the money to you now."
Hanmei immediately replied, "Yes, no problem."
It seemed she had already calculated the profit, so Meng Qingyin transferred the money to her.
Hanmei: "If nothing unexpected happens, I can provide enough raw materials to make about two thousand ceramic pots by tomorrow morning. You should finish them as soon as possible, otherwise Zhou Haihai might take over the market."
Meng Qingyin asked in confusion, "Zhou Haihai? What did he do?"
Hanmei: "In order to seize the market, he lowered the price of his planting pots to only 50 copper coins each. Many players bought his planting pots in order to complete the task quickly."
Mengmeng: "Okay, I understand. I'll make it as soon as possible tomorrow."
Hanmei: "Okay, I'll contact you again tomorrow."
Meng Qingyin couldn't help but check the chat area, and just then she saw Zhou Haihai sending a message.
Zhou Haihai: "Pre-order tomorrow's planting pots. You only need to pay a deposit of 10 copper coins now to get priority access to the planting pots tomorrow. Quantities are limited, so hurry up and place your order."
This guy's even started using the pre-sale system.
In the past, this person would definitely have been a marketing expert.
Some players are not buying it and are criticizing Zhou Haihai for being greedy—the original price of the planting pot was 5 silver coins, but now it has been drastically reduced to 50 copper coins, which shows how big his profit margin is.
But their insults had no effect on Zhou Haihai. He didn't care at all. As long as he made money, what did it matter if those people cursed him a few times?
Moreover, only a minority of players criticize him; most players still have to reluctantly buy his planting pots in order to complete the task as soon as possible.
That matter was dropped, but now there's something even more troubling for the players.
After dark, the black-winged beetles that had disappeared reappeared, and the players once again engaged in battle with them.
Many players complained bitterly, but despite their grievances, no one wanted to be sucked dry. So after venting their frustrations, they still had to face reality and swat these annoying bugs.
Of course, Meng Qingyin had absolutely no worries about these things.
She has hens in her car; the real problem is the black-winged beetles.
Before making dinner, Qingfeng specifically asked Zaizai and Yuanbao about their preferences. Upon learning that Zaizai loved spicy chicken, she looked at the hen and hesitated.
Thinking of the swarm of blood-sucking black-winged beetles, she still didn't harm the hen, but instead made a stir-fried pork with chili peppers for her chicks.
As for Yuanbao, it likes to eat tender pea shoots. With Meng Qingyin's permission, Qingfeng picked a plate of crisp and tender pea shoots, which became Yuanbao's dinner.
The three snowmen don't need to eat, and as for the great contributor, the hen... it has worms to eat, and that's enough for it.
In addition, she cooked four dishes and a soup for Meng Qingyin and herself: mashed potatoes, hot and sour shredded potatoes, stir-fried eggs with chili peppers, stir-fried beef, and tomato and egg soup.
These are all simple home-style dishes, but she makes them look, smell, and taste amazing; just looking at them makes your mouth water.
Meng Qingyin was surprised that Qingfeng had specially made potatoes, which she liked, and that he was so good at cooking them.
After a busy day, being able to enjoy a delicious and hot meal is the happiest moment.
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