Farming Games are All About Grinding

Sitting on the cool long-term chair, Han Qiwu's mood brightened quite a bit as well. He pulled out his phone and started looking up the next set of body-strengthening techniques.

"This name is pretty good, really suits me," Han Qiwu muttered while scrolling through the screen. His expression gradually froze.

Whose "youthful vitality" involves executing two split-leg moves mid-air and bouncing back perfectly?

Isn't this… a bit *too* energetic?

Judging by these moves, I've got plenty to practice.

Let's start with a hundred million repetitions.

Two hours later, Han Qiwu slumped wearily into the long-term chair, feeling like his ligaments were about to snap.

The movements really felt tailored for professional dancers.

Thank goodness his flexibility had improved recently. If it had been a month ago, he would've been flat on the ground after finishing this set.

"You… you… you want to dance or something?"

When his ringtone went off, Han Qiwu glanced at it and smiled faintly.

It was Mr. Tang.

"Wow! That stuffed pancake was super tasty! I passed out immediately after eating it, but why was it so effective? If I bought one like that from somewhere else, I'd definitely suspect it was drugged! Did you add some kind of herbal medicine to it?" Tang Qingying rattled off a string of questions, her disbelief clear in her voice.

Han Qiwu chuckled. Since you've already guessed a reason yourself, there's no need for me to come up with one.

"You could think of it like that, but there are no side effects. Does your head feel much better now?"

"Yes, yes! And the meat was delicious too. What kind of meat was that? I don't think I've ever had anything like it before," Tang Qingying continued curiously.

Han Qiwu had long prepared his answer for where the meat came from. "It's a specialty beef raised by a friend overseas. Supply is limited, and it hasn't hit the market yet. You won't find it outside. I had to ask for a small portion with great difficulty."

"Alright then. I was just thinking about sharing it with my parents. They'd definitely love it," Tang Qingying responded, sounding regretful. "Oh, by the way, did you receive the pumpkin seeds yet?"

"Want to let Uncle and Auntie try it? I'll ask my friend if they can send me a bit more next time," Han Qiwu quickly changed his tone. "As for the seeds, I haven't gotten them yet."

"Alrighty, I'll leave it to you then! When the package arrives, remember to open and inspect it. There's a little gift inside. Okay, my second grandpa is calling me, I'll get going now!" Tang Qingying said excitedly, her voice fading toward the end.

After hanging up, Han Qiwu couldn't help but feel a little anticipation toward that package.

Tang Qingying's so-called "small gift" was definitely not your average "small gift."

As for the Ancient Dwarf Deer meat, he still had plenty in storage. Even after setting aside some for Tomb-Sweeping Festival to eat with his parents, there'd still be enough to share with Tang Qingying.

If, somehow, he ran out over the next few days, he could always head to the Wetland Garden to grab some more!

After resting for a while, Han Qiwu looked up at the half-moon now climbing into the sky. Munching on pine nuts, he stood up, grabbed his Moonlit Watering Can, and began to water the plants.

Under the moonlight, the Moonlit Watering Can gleamed with a soft, silvery light. Holding it high, Han Qiwu gathered his strength. A second later, three streams of water surged from the spout, cascading over the 12 plots in front of him.

The translucent streams sparkled in the moonlight, creating a dreamlike sight.

"This thing, even for watering plants, it's unnecessarily fancy. Why not add some flower petal effects while you're at it?" Han Qiwu opened up the Moonlit Watering Can and noticed a small compartment at the bottom with two tiny droplets of silvery liquid inside.

That must be the so-called moon dew.

Now he was really looking forward to what moonlight brew would taste like.

If he sent some to Wu Gang, the effect would no doubt be extraordinary.

When he watered the roses, Han Qiwu saw that the bushes were now covered in tightly packed buds, ready to bloom.

"Go, go, go! Work hard to become blue enchantresses!"

After finishing the watering, Han Qiwu glanced toward the icy environment and was surprised to see faint shadows appearing over the ice mushroom patches.

The ice mushrooms were ripe??

Han Qiwu hurried over and was pleased to find that most of the ice mushrooms on the 20 or so plots were ready for harvest. Thanks to bonuses from the snowballs and the farm itself, each plot had grown two to three sky-blue ice mushrooms. These mushrooms were even larger than the mother mushroom stalks, which meant their selling price had also gone up.

[Big Ice Mushroom]

[Price: 350 Gold]

[Stamina +50]

[HP -100]

[Note: Big ice mushroom is BIG!]

The Big Ice Mushrooms had been planted on the 7th. Thirteen days had passed since then.

Well done! All that babying didn't go to waste!

The snowballs had also performed exceptionally well.

Han Qiwu took out five or six servings of concentrated snowball paste and fed them to the snowballs.

Honestly, now that the Little Prince and Little Shui weren't wreaking havoc, these snowballs had grown noticeably larger.

Time to harvest the ice mushrooms!

Han Qiwu put on his gloves and started picking the mushrooms one by one.

Twenty minutes later, seeing the [Big Ice Mushroom] ×98 now sitting in his inventory, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Just selling these Big Ice Mushrooms directly would net him 34,300 gold!

Absolutely delightful.

And he hadn't even needed to water them!

Besides, Han Qiwu had another idea: these Big Ice Mushrooms could probably be processed into value-added products and sold for even more. No rush to sell them; he'd do some experiments first.

Just as that thought crossed his mind, the door to his yard was rammed open by Meat Chicken.

Today, Meat Chicken was covered in mud, looking rather pitiful. On its back was a leaf-made bundle, through which white cogon roots peeked out.

Following behind Meat Chicken were the completely clean Little Prince and Little Shui—no different from their usual selves.

[Hunter Pet: Little Prince has returned from foraging, fullness +96]

[Foraging rewards: Wood ×80, Osmanthus Wood ×11, Cogon Needles ×3, Cogon Roots ×49]

[The satisfied-foraging Little Prince feels very content]

[Fishing Pet: Little Shui has returned from fishing, fullness +149]

[Fishing rewards: A fish-filled aquatic net, Cogon Roots ×21]

[The excited-fishing Little Shui is feeling thrilled]

"Cluck cluck cluck!"

As soon as Meat Chicken entered the yard and saw Han Qiwu, it stumbled toward him in its muddy state, the leaf bundle bouncing on its back, its eyes brimming with tears.

Master! Did you see how hard I worked!!!

Did you see it!!!

"Smack!"

Han Qiwu controlled a tree branch to grab the leaf bundle before tossing Meat Chicken directly into the Hospital River. "Wash up before you start talking!"

Meat Chicken bobbed up and down a few times in the Hospital River, looking like it was struggling for its life.

"Woop?"

The kind-hearted Little Shui, perched on the Little Prince, tilted its head and chirped at Han Qiwu, as if asking whether it should dive in to save Meat Chicken.

"Don't bother with it, it knows how to swim." Han Qiwu waved dismissively, turning to inspect the number of cogon roots in the leaf bundle.

Hmm, 71 roots.

Then he checked the pink little backpack on the Little Prince's back—there wasn't a single cogon root inside.

Now the truth was clear.

Well done, Meat Chicken.

Even knows how to claim credit now.

The system notification had clearly stated that Little Shui and Little Prince had brought back a total of 70 cogon roots.

Which meant Meat Chicken had only retrieved one cogon root?

Fine then.

Fried or grilled?