Chapter 36 36. Boss Tang’s resentment

Lin Xuefeng had already left, and Huaiyu’s inexplicable melancholy only lasted for a moment, and was soon forgotten.

The most important thing now, of course, is the beans she soaked yesterday! Bean sprouts need a breathable and water-permeable container. Huaiyu originally planned to use a straw mat to cover the pot, but now seeing the small vine basket woven by Lin Xuefeng, it is simply perfect!

Although the soybeans distributed by the Statistics Bureau are not aged beans in order to ensure the germination rate, their quality is still worrying and they are completely inedible.

But now the soybeans in the basin are full, yellow and smooth. If they were fried in oil, they would be...

Huaiyu sighed, poured the soybeans into the basket to drain, and then washed them again.

After draining the soybeans and spreading them out again, she placed the basket in a basin of water, took out the clean towel she had used to filter the water yesterday, soaked it in water, spread it on the beans, and watered them again.

The temperature was still a little low now. Huaiyu thought about it and put the basin a little closer to the fire, and then put another basin on top of it.

The rain outside has subsided.

From drizzle to fine rain, the sky was still dark and there was no sign of the clouds disappearing and the rain stopping.

She sighed, looked at her bracelet, counted her more than 200 points, and couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

If she had known that the other person was so capable, she would not have accepted this offer.

But now, after looking around, there was really nothing to do, so Huaiyu had to retreat back into the house and take out the pile of yam eggs.

Since Lin Xuefeng said that her ability was unique, maybe she could develop it by practicing more? And her own origins... When she woke up from the tree cocoon, she wandered around the mountain for a long time in a daze, knowing only the cold brick and stone buildings and the towering trees...

Where is that?

Is it the Taoist temple on Mount Sanqing? Could I be a Taoist priest? Wow, that sounds pretty cool! Maybe I'm a Taoist priest who lives in seclusion, burns earth stoves, chops wood and cuts trees to practice martial arts?

But looking at her own body, this doesn't look like it! She thought that if she had the chance in the future, she would go to the mountains to look for it. At least the tree cocoon was more spacious than the sleeping bag, and it was very comfortable and not uncomfortable at all... Well, she didn't know if it was uncomfortable or not because she didn't realize it.

While Huaiyu was thinking about this and that, she placed the yam beans at hand one by one in her palm. A slight force surged. This time she closed her eyes to feel it carefully and found that different yam beans required different abilities.

Those that are small and a bit shriveled require more energy, while some yam beans that are large and round but give off a "not tasty" feeling also require a lot of energy.

But this is only a small part of it, and more energy is needed that is relatively balanced.

After almost two kilograms of yam beans were purified, Huaiyu raised his arms and found that he still had some strength left and was not as tired as when he purified the soybeans and water.

Look at the time again...

Well, it’s already noon!

It took more than two hours to harvest two kilograms of yam beans. This efficiency is too low! She put the yam beans back into the basket, but saw Xiaotian squeaking with a sly look in his eyes, trying to get closer.

"That won't do."

Huaiyu picked up the basket and said, "This is mine. You can only take it if I give it to you."

Her tone sounded like she was coaxing Little Mouse, but her actions were so cold. Xiaotian watched her hang the basket on the vines, and was so angry that he squeaked, and then he ran away before Huaiyu could glare at him.

Huaiyu picked up a bag of nutrient solution, and seeing that there were only a few bags left, he couldn't help feeling more melancholy.

If I had known I would have picked more wild vegetables, I would have bought lard first! If the beans had been fried first, I can't imagine how fragrant and crispy they would have been! The strange taste made people hate it, and she stared at the increasingly dense rain and took the peanuts again.

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At this moment, the only winner in this heavy rain is probably Tang Hongji, Boss Tang.

A whole day has passed since he notified us yesterday afternoon that fresh wild vegetables were on the market, and his phone is still ringing.

He put on a smiling face and kept answering the phone: "...It's gone, it's really gone...Who are you? I have something good here, can't you send it to me as soon as possible?"

"Oh! You're too late! There's really nothing left. Next time! Next time I will definitely notify you as soon as possible..."

"Oh, it's really gone. Who are we? Can I still deceive you on this... How is it? Mutation value 9, you haven't eaten this thing in a few years, right?"

"...Hahaha, that's fine! That's fine! I was afraid you wouldn't be satisfied, so I sent it to you right away before I had time to clean it up...Yes, yes, thank you very much..."

The phone calls and messages kept coming in. He had used the simple mobile phone to its full potential. The old man at home was walking in the yard and looked at him with disdain:

"Selling things is selling things. Look at your fawning face. How can you be my grandson if you tell others about it?"

"Then you don't understand." Boss Tang said complacently, "To do business, you need harmony among all parties to attract money. Just saying a few nice words, such as hello, me and everyone else, is not worth anything."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"I think your father is not well-off enough. Look at you..."

Tang Hongji was not angry either: "Grandpa, you and my dad have your own ways. You are too serious. What I am dealing with are just trivial matters. I can't just use anti-aircraft guns to kill mosquitoes all the time!"

"I'll just do some small business when I'm free, so don't worry about it. By the way, was the chicken soup last night delicious?"

The old man was immediately changed to another topic, and at this moment he sighed: "Smell! Really smell! Those mushrooms are real wild mushrooms, they have absorbed the oil from the chicken soup, the taste is really..."

He smacked his lips, a little regretful: "I shouldn't have made shepherd's purse dumplings and mixed hot and sour fern at the same time. I could have saved them for today and enjoyed two more meals."

Speaking of this, the whole family is regretting it.

Tang Hongji was even more annoyed: "This was our first collaboration and I thought we would have a stable relationship in the future, so I thought we could eat as much as we wanted and have some meat at home."

Who knew that such heavy rain would come so suddenly, polluting the beautiful spring rain belt...

Who can I go to for justice?

This rain covered a wide area, and it seemed that most of the country was covered with continuous rain. As a result, even if we traveled to three or five cities, we might not be able to get such fresh and clean wild vegetables.

And the low-mutation chickens and pork that he bought at the Animal Husbandry Bureau auction at a high price...

Alas! I just had a chance to enjoy it, and the price has gone up again.

The grandfather and grandson looked at each other in silence and could only sigh. Tang Hongji pondered for a long time: "When the rain stops, I still have to go to the store to guard it. This new partner has a wide range of connections and his family is probably very important... I have to wait there and don't let anyone intercept me."

It will be on the shelves on May Day, and I will start updating it one by one tomorrow, trying to save up some manuscripts.

(End of this chapter)