Chapter 41 40. Uncle Zaozi [First Order Request]

Huaiyu once again experienced the taste of becoming rich overnight.

Boss Tang gave 260 points to the more than four pounds of bean sprouts. Although the bracken may not look large in quantity after being pickled, it is very heavy, so it still gets 550 points.

She stroked her old bracelet, thinking about something——

As expected, once people have the initial capital, it becomes much easier to make money.

However, there were really no more resources on hand now, and wild vegetables were only available once, so Huaiyu asked curiously: "Boss Tang, do you know where to buy beans? My brother said that the beans outside are very unpalatable. How unpalatable are they?"

Boss Tang was staring at Douya sending messages non-stop, and was stunned when he heard the words. After a long while, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Why not eat minced meat! Why not eat minced meat!

He took Huaiyu to the door and pointed her in the direction: "See? Behind the Jiufu Jewelry, go around and you'll find the seed shop."

"But sister Xiaoyu, as for the seeds, you can just take some back for fun, but don't touch the ones with mutation values ​​over 20! They taste terrible, too terrible. If you eat one bite, you will lose your appetite for several days."

Huaiyu thought of the dates that the man sold that day: "When I first came here, I saw someone selling dates, the mutation value was 23..."

Boss Tang's face turned black. "He's selling it with a mutation value of 23? Who is he trying to trick? Even dogs won't eat this. Girl, you won't try it, will you?"

“No.” Huaiyu wrinkled his nose: “I was also afraid that it would taste bad, so I asked him to eat it first and show me that it tastes good, and then I will buy it.”

Boss Tang was silent for a while, then he said, "That's fine."

If that swindler really had the courage to eat the dates, he would have earned the money. But judging from the look of the girl in front of him, she definitely didn't buy it. I guess she was just curious.

Looking at his bean sprout with a mutation value of 9, Boss Tang wondered what kind of family could raise such a naive young lady.

Logically speaking, my own home is not bad!

But if he dares to raise his child like this, the old man will definitely break his legs.

Boss Tang shook his head, watched Huaiyu's back go away, and quickly took out his cell phone to call everyone one by one.

On this side, Huaiyu took a detour and indeed saw the seed shop that Boss Tang mentioned.

The store was not big and looked very simple. There were several large plastic storage bags open at the door, with various kinds of soybeans inside.

There are slightly green earthy soybeans, larger and rounder high-yield soybeans, and varieties that are mainly used to harvest green beans...

The vegetables placed in the front are fast-growing greens, such as Chinese cabbage, Chinese mustard greens, and high-yielding cowpeas.

The seeds are sealed in transparent ziplock bags and hung on the shelves, with two numbers simply written on them in black pen.

Huaiyu looked at it for a while and couldn't help but wonder: "What do these two numbers mean?"

Someone just walked into the store and said this casually when he heard it.

"The one above is the mutation value, and the one below is the score—oh, girl, it's you!"

She turned around and saw that it was indeed an acquaintance:

"Uncle Zaozi."

The man opposite had a dark face and waved his hands repeatedly: "Just call me uncle, take out the dates, I don't want to eat dates in my life."

He felt a little guilty when he said this, because the last jujubes were packed up by the girl in front of him. Although the points for selling them were not high...

"Ahem." He cleared his throat. "Girl, are you here to buy seeds?"

"Yeah," Huaiyu nodded, "I want to buy more soybeans, but I don't know which kind is better."

The middle-aged man also sighed: "Buy soybeans. I happen to want to buy some too. Come on, don't look at the fancy ones, just pick the ones with high yields."

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed a handful of soybeans, listened to the rustling sound of the beans falling, and cursed the evil heaven.

"It was a critical time for farming, and suddenly it rained like this... I finally managed to carry more than a dozen bags of soil up the stairs to the tenth floor, but after a heavy rain, the soil was completely polluted!"

He cursed and took out a plastic bag from his pocket, shaking it with a shovel, and started to fill it with soybeans: "Where's your bag? Come, I'll fill it for you. The seed shop here doesn't bargain. The price of beans is set by the government."

"Also, you have to buy more. Don't be stingy with the money for the seeds."

"Plant one crop, pull it out when the seedlings grow to about 10cm, and then plant a second crop. Repeat this a few times, and the pollution in the soil should be mostly absorbed."

At this point he couldn't help but complain again: "What a rotten luck I have. When I got the house, I knocked down the glass so that the balcony would be well ventilated and have good light for growing vegetables. Who would have thought that just two days after I knocked down the glass, it suddenly rained heavily..."

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

It's just terrible bad luck.

Huaiyu silently took out a plastic bag and handed it over, and now he asked calmly: "If you pull it out so soon, won't it mean that the soybeans won't grow? Do you do the same in polluted places outside?"

The other party didn't care. He picked up the plastic bag to test the weight, and then picked up the shovel again: "The government doesn't care about private land reclamation. Once the land is reclaimed, just register it, and you can slowly plant the beans and wait for them to bear fruit. If the government buys it, even a small amount of money counts."

When he said this, he looked at Huaiyu curiously again: "In the public planting area, we have to activate the Wood Element, but I guess there aren't many people in Huacheng. Those who are really capable have all joined the garrison. Or they can be explorers."

"Besides, it's useless even if you have the ability. With such a large area of ​​land, a wood-type mutant can't finish it even if he doesn't eat or drink for several months."

"After all, it's not just this rain. The air usually has a lot of variation indexes."

Huaiyu was thoughtful and felt that he had learned something new.

After a while, she suddenly said, "My brother's white uniform is made of beautiful fabric. I can only wear old clothes..."

The line of small words made of ice and snow was still at the head of his bed, freezing cold, with no sign of melting at all.

"Of course!" The middle-aged man said carelessly, and took her plastic bag to shovel beans for her: "I can't tell, little girl, you are dressed so plainly, why are you spending money on dates - cough cough cough! What I mean is, you spend money quite happily."

"So someone in your family is a garrison soldier... or an explorer? What kind? The uniforms worn by garrison soldiers are for frontline combat, and the fabrics are specially made."

"First, it is used to ensure the smoothness of the fabric. It seems that some special coating is added to prevent blood stains from combining with the textile threads and allowing some epiphytic seeds to take root."

"Secondly, the front line is either a wasteland or a forest, or there are big trees with deep roots... In any case, the vines, branches and leaves flying around are dazzling. This coating has added unique fluorescent sand or something, so it can be seen from a distance, which is convenient for coordinated operations and rescue..."

He paused for a moment, then turned to look at Huaiyu: "How come you don't know anything?"

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