Upgrade your earning potential?
I know this game's strategy inside and out!
Zhao Youcai was overjoyed. He had played many of these kinds of games before, mainly to upgrade and unlock more features.
Currently, my cheat codes have only unlocked two features, but I expect more features will be unlocked as the conditions are met in the future.
However, as if he had thought of something, Zhao Youcai suddenly frowned.
The red bean buns at Happiness Breakfast Shop are made from wheat flour, red beans, and sugar. These ingredients are very expensive these days, and it's definitely not something a rural old man like him could easily sell without being suspected by anyone.
If you get caught red-handed, it'll be like having mud fall on your pants—you won't be able to explain yourself no matter what.
Red bean buns can be sold, but definitely not now.
Remembering the [Star Baby Farm Story] app that he had just glanced at, Zhao Youcai tried clicking on it, and suddenly a small message popped up:
[The official opening of Star Farm Story will take 23 hours and 18 minutes.]
Zhao Youcai's brows relaxed; Farm Story must be a farming game.
Moreover, some features should be unlocked based on time.
After calculating the time, I realized that all my sons and daughters-in-law have gone out to earn work points.
I might as well go out for a stroll now and see what ways there are to make money in this era.
Zhao Youcai is a man of action; if he has an idea, he will do it immediately.
Just as he pushed open the door, a gust of wind blew by, and Zhao Youcai couldn't help but silently complain about the awful weather in Northeast China during spring.
No wonder I often hear people say that spring in Northeast China is quite discordant; some people wear summer clothes early, while others are reluctant to take off their light cotton-padded coats.
Walking along the country road, there were only a few scattered dandelions and weeds. Even if I went home now to get a hoe, I probably wouldn't be able to dig up half a basketful by the end of the morning.
There might be some gains on the mountain not far away, but even with the effects of the muscle-relaxing pills, my old arms and legs are only slightly better than before. The intensity of climbing the mountain is still too much for my current frail body.
Zhao Youcai had blocked two paths to wealth himself, and continued walking forward with his hands behind his back.
A commotion arose not far away, and Zhao Youcai, true to his Chinese nature and a natural inclination to join in the fun, strode forward.
But as soon as he got closer, Zhao Youcai's heart skipped a beat.
I’m really impressed!
Can't this family of awful people just have a day of peace?
In the crowd ahead, the second son, Zhao Jianjun, was blushing and baring his teeth, charging forward like a stubborn donkey that had been whipped and was determined to plow eight acres of land.
The eldest son, Zhao Jianguo, and the fourth son, Zhao Jianshe, were unable to hold him back and were forced to slide forward several meters.
The second son, Zhao Jianjun, kept cursing and swearing, his eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his neck were bulging.
"You son of a bitch, don't hide! You're just a coward who only dares to chatter behind my back. If you've got the guts, talk to me! If you dare to gossip again, I'll tear your mouth apart! Fuck your grandpa!"
Zhao Youcai had only one thought in mind: to sneak home while no one was looking.
Unfortunately, what you fear most is what happens. The village's famous loudspeaker yelled, drawing all the attention to him.
"Old Master Zhao is here too! Old Master Zhao, you should really put some order on your second son, Zhao. It's not good for the villagers to keep acting like this."
Zhao Youcai's lips twitched slightly, and he cursed his bad luck in his heart.
He glanced at Aunt Lou and made a mental note of the matter.
Unexpectedly, the loudspeaker was so frightened by his gaze that she stumbled and immediately took a step back, not daring to utter a sound.
Seeing the large crowd, he knew he had to handle this matter properly, otherwise there would be a lot of gossip, and he wouldn't be able to save face. So he turned to his second son with a stern face.
"What caused this commotion this time? Have they stopped earning work points? Are they already well-fed and clothed and don't need money anymore?"
Upon hearing this, the onlookers immediately realized what was happening and picked up their farm tools to continue working in the fields.
But the melons also wanted to eat, so they tacitly agreed that each household would leave one person who was slow at working to stay and listen, and then tell the whole family about it when they got home in the evening.
The second son, Zhao Jianjun, was stunned for a moment. Before he could even feel moved, he realized that something was wrong.
In the past, when he got into fights with others and his father came to his door, he wouldn't give him a chance to speak; he would just start scolding him.
As time went on, regardless of whether it was his problem or not, it became his problem.
After being framed so many times, Zhao Jianjun became numb to it. Later, he discovered that as long as he started a fight and verbally abused others first, no one dared to provoke him easily.
The sun didn't rise in the west today, and instead of scolding me for fighting, my dad asked me why.
This is so abnormal, there's definitely something wrong! Maybe he's holding his breath, planning to give him a good beating!
Seeing that his second son remained silent, Zhao Youcai asked his two useless sons, who had tried to break up the fight to no avail.
"If the second brother won't tell, then tell us, what happened?"
Zhao Youcai merely glanced at him, and his fourth son, Zhao Jianshe, reacted as if his hand had been burned, quickly letting go and hiding behind his eldest son, making Zhao Youcai's eyes twitch.
The eldest brother, Zhao Jianguo, had just been scolded by Zhao Youcai for beating his wife last night, and he was still a little scared.
Seeing that his two younger brothers were not saying anything, Zhao Jianguo knew that if he, as the eldest brother, didn't make a sound either, he would probably become the laughingstock of the whole village.
"Father, you don't know, this time it's really not the second son's fault. This morning, Li Dafu met the second son and mocked him, saying that the second son was a good-for-nothing who couldn't even keep his own wife."
He went on and on about how his second son's wife's son was another man's. Now that the child was old enough to be left alone, his wife swaggered off to her parents' house to see her lover.
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