Chapter 37: Chapter 37 Planning
The Liu Cheng family of three stopped practicing; they were all waiting for the ti Daodao talked about, Chen Shi from 7 am to 9 am.
Daodao didn’t call Ms. Nian Shutong either; for them, cultivation was the most important.
So after moving about 20,000 characters, Daodao also went to cultivate. It could wait until tomorrow.
anwhile, Nian Shutong, who was cultivating inside the house, also discovered a problem.
Fu Yunhe used a protective cover, and the toxins were reduced.
She had no choice but to get up, go outside, find a large tree, and, with a leap, climbed up to cultivate.
After a night of cultivation, Nian Shutong advanced another step, reaching the Qi Cultivation Third Layer, all thanks to the natural toxic environnt.
She jumped down from the tree herself and headed to the cornfield. When she passed the potato field, it had been newly cultivated.
“Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! Good! Very good!” Nian Shutong ntally gave Rubble credit for his contribution; she could tolerate his sharp tongue.
In a good mood, she pulled up quite a lot of corn to take back, as the system said that in a while, it would no longer be edible.
Carrying the corn back, Nian Shutong lit a fire, boiled the corn, and put it up for sale.
Almost the mont she put it up for sale, the corn disappeared in a flash.
Three buyers?
Nian Shutong nodded contentedly and began to check the addresses.
“Hmm? Why do they all have the sa address?” Nian Shutong didn’t quite understand what this was about, but as long as it sold, it was fine.
Still making use of what was at hand, she wrapped the corn into three portions using several large leaves and packed them into a very simple wooden box before sending them off.
She made money again.
Nian Shutong looked at the money in her account and then at the land in front of her.
She planned in her mind, arranging each spot; she couldn’t just plant in one place today and clear so land elsewhere tomorrow.
If she did that, it would be too chaotic and not conducive to long-term developnt.
The potato field was ready for cultivation; now she could plant it.
Then, she could start planting the main crops as well as the various vegetables she had unlocked.
“Little Eight, send the planting thods for rice, wheat, eggplants, and green peppers.”
“Okay! Please Wait, Host.”
Soon, Nian Shutong saw the information Little Eight sent over, and she got a general understanding.
She stood up, turned around, and took a look at her surroundings.
This land, located downstream of the stream, was in a nutrient-rich soil area; of course, the most important was that the seeds provided by the system were resistant to toxins.
Next, she planned to cut down most of the trees across the stream and convert the area into a paddy field, and a bit further out, plant wheat.
Around the small wooden house, she would clear small plots of land for growing vegetables.
Vegetables have shorter production cycles and could help her make money earlier.
However, with so many seeds still to buy, she needed a project that could continuously supply her with money.
So, salt-making was scheduled.
The map in her mind beca clearer and clearer, and Nian Shutong nodded in satisfaction.
“Good morning!”
Fu Yunhe ca out of the small wooden house, and Nian Shutong cheerfully replied.
“Another day, we’re not dead; congrats, beauty.”
That statent almost gave Fu Yunhe a heart attack.
But what he didn’t expect was that there was sothing even more alarming waiting for him.
Rubble happened to co out and heard Nian Shutong’s words. He went up to Fu Yunhe very seriously and said,
“You’re still alive; that’s very unscientific. Would you like to be studied by Rubble? Rubble is very interested.”
Fu Yunhe looked at the pair who daily “hastened death,” and calmly walked to the pot of boiling corn, picked up a cob, and began to eat.
Ignoring them.
Completely ignoring them.
One he couldn’t defeat, the other he couldn’t reason with.
Eating was best.
“I’m going out for a bit, start the flying device,” Nian Shutong walked forward and took her seat, then turned to Rubble and asked, “How many robots can you still make with your materials?”
Rubble thought seriously for a mont and then answered, “Ms. Nian Shutong, I can make exactly zero more.”
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