Ranch Story: Start Over

Lin's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief. She really couldn't imagine that this cute and playful girl in front of her, who had such a close relationship with Mr. Feng Qingyang, was actually the legendary Queen of Color Bees!

If it was her little ancestor, no matter how old the other person was, he would definitely shout without hesitation: "Get off my grandma!"

However, Feng Ling was completely unaware of this. Even if he knew all this, he probably wouldn't understand it.

After all, this little ancestor was also so bad-tempered when he first saw her. If Feng Ling had not relied on his powerful strength to force her to complete the evolution, and successfully suppressed her with the group buff he brought, and the existence of a respected elder like Feng Qingyang... Well, of course, the most critical factor was Feng Qingyang.

Because Grandpa and Grandma have nurtured Hua Xiaoling for a long time, a deep and solid emotional foundation has been established over the years.

It is precisely because of the interweaving influence of the above-mentioned reasons that we can explain why Hua Xiaoling's character has undergone such a huge change.

She and the one in Lin's family are completely from the same family but have different personalities. One is like a rich lady, while the other is a country girl who is more independent. There is no comparison between them at all!

"Sister Lin, these onions have been packed into bags. Are we ready to go home now?"

Apprentice Xiaolong walked out of the warehouse with brisk steps and reported the situation to Lin in detail. After everything was confirmed to be correct, Lin gently pressed the button, and with a crisp "click", the door of the truck slowly opened.

Feng Ling, who was standing nearby, could no longer suppress his curiosity and couldn't wait to find out what was inside this mysterious magical truck.

When Xiaolong opened the truck compartment completely, Feng Ling hurriedly leaned forward and carefully stretched his head to look inside. In an instant, a dazzling huge magic circle appeared in front of him, and it was spinning at an astonishing speed. Through the magical magic circle, he could clearly see that there was an extremely spacious space hidden inside.

What is even more amazing is that countless premium onions shine like stars in it. They rotate continuously according to some special and wonderful rules, but there is no collision between them.

This is a unique method that can effectively protect these precious ingredients and maintain their good quality.

"So that's how it is. This car is specially used to transport premium ingredients!" Feng Ling said with sudden enlightenment.

"Yes, this is the first time I've seen a vehicle like this. Dad has always kept it in the bottom of the box and never used it."

“I wonder how much it will cost?”

Feng Ling asked casually.

"Five million magic crystal coins!"

The price is really high, but although its transport capacity and space are a bit cramped, it is perfect in other aspects. After all, it successfully achieves the goal of keeping the original flavor of ingredients from the ground up to the table.

"This price is too high, it's outrageous..."

Feng Ling couldn't help but grit his teeth after hearing this. This car was so expensive. It seemed that the treatment of premium ingredients was definitely not comparable to that of ordinary ingredients.

"Okay, Senior Sister, you guys should go back earlier. I have a lot of things to do here today, so I won't keep you here. Do you want to go see Hua Xiaoling?"

"No, no, let me observe her first. There will be many opportunities to meet her in the future."

Perhaps due to some psychological trauma, Lin quickly shook her head. There was still a long time to come, and it was a bit rude of her to meet Feng Ling's nominal sister without even preparing a gift.

"Then let's go."

"Okay, Senior Sister, Xiaolong, please drive slowly on the road and be careful."

Watching the two people hurriedly get in the car and leave, Feng Ling closed the door of the warehouse. These were all gifts to be delivered in the evening. But when he thought about it, Feng Ling wanted to laugh. Who would give onions as gifts? But now, only by letting everyone try it can we broaden the future sales of onions. Even special-grade onions need to find the right people for them.

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At the end of the day, everyone returned to the ranch cabin, some got off work, some went home, and all the premium onions harvested had been handed over to Feng Ling.

Feng Ling looked at the household accounting statistics in the system panel. Not a single one of the 9000 premium onions was missing. He also watched everyone coming back from the fields sweating profusely and drinking the well water in big gulps.

"Everyone, thanks to your help today, a total of 9000 premium onions were harvested without any damage. Thank you all for your hard work."

"It's a small matter, boss. Have you figured out what to do with these onions later?"

"Brother Feng, are these onions really delicious?"

"Boss Wu, remember to invite us to taste these premium onions when they are ready."

Looking at the enthusiasm of the crowd, Feng Ling said with a smile:

"You don't have to wait until I make it before you can taste it. You can do it now. This onion is completely different from the ordinary ones. You can peel off the outer skin, wash it with well water, and then eat it raw."

"Eat it raw?"

Everyone suddenly felt incredible. In their opinion, the special-grade onions should not be much different from ordinary onions. Although these onions did not have any pungent smell during the picking process, their lack of experience made them have preconceived ideas.

Seeing that no one believed him, Feng Ling placed the special onions he had pulled on a cart in front of everyone, then peeled off the outer skin and washed them.

"Click."

The crisp sound reached the ears of everyone present, especially the harvesters and dwarfs who had been smelling the fragrance all day. They all immediately became interested. They were all eaten by Feng Ling as fruits, and they were the first to be affected, so they did not smell the pungent smell of onions.

Everyone followed suit, each taking one and starting to eat it like a cantaloupe according to Feng Ling's demonstration.

“It’s so delicious, this taste!”

"This sweet taste is so rich, refreshing and delicious."

“It’s just too big.”

Zhuokak took a cantaloupe-sized onion and took a few bites. He liked it very much, but it would be a bit too much to eat it whole.

"Hahaha, Zhuokak, you have to cut yours up before eating."

When Zhuokak heard this, he thought it made sense and he quickly ran to the kitchen to get a fruit knife and cut the premium onion the same way as cutting a melon. His younger brothers and sisters were a little overwhelmed at first, but when they saw Zhuokak doing this, they immediately stood aside and waited quietly for their eldest brother to finish cutting the onion.

Looking at the dwarves wolfing down the food, you can imagine how much they like it.

"Everyone, take your time to eat. Everyone will have a portion tonight. Each of you can take ten back home."

Feng Ling acted like a rich man and gave away 160 of them directly.