Lin Hu checked the accounts and, after confirming that there were no problems, accepted the share of crystal cores that they had each sent.
He collected over 300,000 level-one crystal cores at once, exchanged them all for level-three crystal cores, and added them to his '1 million' account.
[Willow Catkins: Brother Lin, do you have enough watermelons? They sell out instantly every day as soon as they're put on the shelves, and many people have left messages asking when I'll restock.]
Lin Hu received a message from Liu Xu, and only then did he remember that the batch of watermelons he had planted earlier had ripened.
This is not entirely his fault; he simply didn't think of it at the time. He was busy checking the statements all morning and didn't have time to think about anything else.
Lin Hu quickly replied: 【Yes, I'll give you three varieties of watermelons today, 500 of each. Ordinary seedless watermelons are priced at 50 each with a first-grade crystal core, ordinary watermelons are priced at 25 each with a first-grade crystal core, and mutated watermelons are priced at 60 each with a second-grade crystal core.】
[Willow Catkins: Okay, Brother Lin!]
Liu Xu's eyes widened as she looked at the message Lin Hu sent.
Previously, it was thirty a day, but this time they're giving out this many directly.
And what kind of watermelon is priced so high?
For Lin Hu, the price was already low. He bought that seedless watermelon for five level-three crystal cores, which is equivalent to 35 level-one crystal cores.
He could produce two melons from one vine, and some only produced one. He would earn 15 level-one crystal cores from each vine, but he would have to split the profits 20/80 with Liu Xu, so he wouldn't get much for himself.
However, he didn't think much of it, since Liu Xu was the one who took on and resolved most of the troubles.
[Lin Hu: Okay, that's settled then. Hope no one's causing trouble in your shop.] Lin Hu showed appropriate concern for his employees.
Liu Xu felt a warmth in her heart. Her Brother Lin was truly a gentle person. She quickly replied to him: [Liu Xu: Nothing too difficult.]
So that means it's there?!
[Lin Hu: If anyone causes trouble in the future, just block them.] He wouldn't allow his people to get into trouble.
[Willow Catkins: Okay.] Another wave of emotion washed over me.
Lin Hu didn't reply because Duan Bohai had already sent him the bill and income.
Duan Bohai called directly via video, which left Lin Hu somewhat at a loss. He had taken advantage of Duan's advances without letting him know, and he was unsure how to face him.
Linhu was eventually connected.
"Good morning, Uncle Duan. I'll send you the vegetables after I finish reconciling the accounts."
Seeing that Lin Hu's smile was forced, Duan Bohai assumed that the other party had mistaken him for someone who had come to urge him to give him ingredients, so he smiled and said, "Little Hu, Uncle didn't come to urge you to give me ingredients."
After a period of self-reflection, Duan Bohai realized he really liked Lin Hu and wondered when his son would be able to win her over.
"Uncle, are you here to see Lin Zhou?" Lin Hu assumed that Duan Bohai couldn't contact Duan Lin Zhou, so he came to find him.
"No, no, Uncle got some news and came to tell you." Duan Bohai was afraid that Lin Hu would overthink things, so he didn't keep him in suspense and told him directly.
“This morning, an old man who claimed to be a businessman boarded my raft. I exchanged some things with him for some information about the dragon boat races tonight,” Duan Bohai said, while weaving a fishing net on the other side of the screen. The man was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, riding breeches, and a sun hat, looking like a retired cadre.
"Are the dragon boat races at night?" Lin Hu asked in confusion. Why at night?
“Yes, the merchant gave us the information that there are dragons in the sea. Dragons like to watch dragon boat races, but they can’t leave the seabed during the day, so they hold dragon boat races at night,” Duan Bohai said, glancing at Lin Hu’s expression.
Shocking, good, just like him.
Duan Bohai then added, "It is said that this dragon is an evil dragon that likes beautiful women and will forcibly take them regardless of their status."
Duan Bohai despised this kind of person... well, a dragon, but the thought of possibly seeing his wife that night made him feel a little better.
The two chatted for a while longer, and if it weren't almost noon, Duan Bohai would have liked to continue talking.
Lin Hu was cooking in the kitchen when he started thinking about the news Duan Bohai had just mentioned.
He wouldn't even consider the question of whether dragons exist, after all, he'd already traveled through time and was trying to survive at sea.
If this news is true, then tonight's dragon boat race will probably not be a simple one.
[Ding! Attention players! A merchant has appeared at sea. Players can exchange goods or information with him!]
Upon hearing the survival system's notification, Lin Hu immediately ran out of the house to check on the raft.
There stood an old man with a white beard, dressed in a green robe and holding a vine cane, on a small boat beside the raft. He looked like an old tree spirit.
He saw Lin Hu approaching and greeted him with a smile in an aged voice, "Hello, young man."
The old man's white eyebrows, like willow branches, hung down on both sides, almost blending into his white beard.
Lin Hu couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, but he could tell from their tone that they were smiling.
Not wanting to offend a smiling face, Lin Hu also put on a polite and respectful smile, as one would to an elder: "Sir, hello, is there anything I can help you with?"
Lin Hu looked at the tree spirit with its otherworldly air and couldn't help but speak with respect.
The white-bearded old man chuckled and said, "I'm a little hungry. Could you treat me to a meal?"
Lin Hu was thrilled: They're here!
He happened to be making lunch at the same time.
With a smile, she said, "Of course, why don't you come up and have a seat?"
The white-bearded old man exclaimed in delight, "That's wonderful, young man! You are the most polite young man I have ever met."
Lin Hu invited the old man into the living room, where the old man kept secretly observing the raft.
When he first saw the raft, his immediate reaction was that it was beautiful and attractive, so he instinctively rowed his small boat over.
There's a flower wall and a large peach tree along the side of the raft, covered in purple leaves and red flowers.
As he walked from the raft to the living room, he saw a pond, a vegetable garden, a grape trellis, and a wisteria trellis.
The white-bearded old man thought to himself: This young man's raft, though not the biggest, is the best he has ever seen.
"Sir, please have a seat. The food will be ready soon," Lin Hu said, and went to the kitchen to cook the remaining dishes.
Thinking that there was an extra white-bearded old man, Lin Hu added two more dishes.
The white-bearded old man felt bored sitting around waiting, so he went outside to take a look.
Lin Hu thought back to the old man with the white beard saying that he was the most polite young man he had ever met.
Does that mean he's already encountered quite a few players?
Lin Hu opened the light screen and placed it aside, chopping vegetables while checking chat messages.
Scroll up a bit, and it automatically scrolls down from a useful message:
[Zhang Dahai: An old man with a white beard gave me a longsword that could cut through iron like mud.]
[Chen Feng: What white-bearded old man? There are old men among the players?]
He thought this way because when the virus broke out, the old and young couldn't run fast and had low resistance, making it difficult for them to survive the fever and pain brought on by awakening their superpowers. Those who couldn't survive would directly turn into zombies.
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