Ranch Story: Start Over

Know when to stop and it is the best way to stop.

Feng Ling thought for a while and finally gave up the idea of ​​cutting down the trees.

However, looking at the progress of strength training, the training bar just conducted this morning showed 2%. I just consumed the remaining magic power, but the strength progress increased by 1%. You can imagine how difficult it is to cut down this towering tree.

Feng Ling took a few steps back, recorded the location of the towering tree, and then wrote his name on it. This way, even if someone else came to cut down the tree, they would not snatch it away when they saw the mark.

Thinking of this, Feng Ling felt that the people in this world were generally of high quality. If it were the previous world, if you didn't cut them down, even the roots might be gone the next day.

As he moved forward, Feng Ling observed the growth of the surrounding trees and which animals to attack.

When we went out before, my grandfather said there were pheasants, hares, wild ducks and the like on the mountain, but looking at the mountain roads that were dug out by residents, I guess they can only be found in places where there are few people.

Feng Ling tightened the backpack on his back and left the main road to walk towards the fork. Perhaps opportunities are in these unusual places.

After walking for an hour, it was already nine o'clock. Feng Ling wiped the sweat from his forehead. His backpack contained some mountain mushrooms. These mushrooms did not have those fancy colors. They were just the chicken-foot mushrooms commonly eaten by the residents of the small town. Pheasants often appeared in this place.

So there was a knocked-out pheasant lying in Feng Ling's backpack.

As the most common first-level beast, the pheasant has no other advantages except for its agility and speed. But for some reason, this pheasant was like a drunk near the chicken-foot mushroom. With the idea of ​​picking up an opportunity, Feng Ling rushed over. Seeing that the situation was not good, the pheasant wanted to fly away, but it suddenly hit a tree and was caught by Feng Ling.

Normally, if you want to catch them, you need to set traps or use magic attacks directly. Many travelers traveling around the continent will try to catch a pheasant for dinner before night falls. They will light a bonfire in the wilderness, stick a pheasant on a stick, and wait for it to be roasted under the stars before enjoying it.

Feng Ling certainly wouldn't do that, this was his and Grandpa's lunch and dinner today. The meat was taken care of, and the chicken foot mushrooms were the vegetables.

Next, we have to get down to business.

Feng Ling marked the location of the chicken foot mushroom on his system map. The chicken foot mushroom will grow again in two days. Then Feng Ling can come back to get some wool.

A buzzing sound was heard and Feng Ling looked in the direction of the sound.

On the top of a huge bush, a huge beehive was hanging in the bush, and countless bees were flying in and out. This scene made Feng Ling suddenly come up with an idea.

In the game, there is a crooked apple tree at the door of your house, and you can get honey from the apple tree once a day.

But now, the reality is that there is nothing under the crooked apple tree at the door except a well.

Feng Ling walked around the bush and thought, no, it would be wrong not to take action now. However, due to the limitations of the tools at hand, and the fact that he also needed to plant a large number of flowers to raise bees, Feng Ling temporarily gave up the idea of ​​taking them home. He didn't want to bring them back and end up starving to death.

As usual, I'll mark them on the map and move them next time when I'm fully prepared. They will definitely thank me, Feng Ling comforted himself in this way.

Just like that, Feng Ling stayed in the mountains for another hour. He had a good harvest during this hour, including a wild rabbit and a nest of wild duck eggs. He counted eight of them. The wild ducks were still calling to him, but Feng Ling was not going to kill them. He decided to come back and take a look.

Then the most important thing is that Feng Ling finally found the green grass. In addition to the green grass, he also needs to find the blue grass. A total of 100 collections are required. This time, he will collect five green grasses first. He can come once when he is free in the following days. As for the blue grass, he will have to wait until autumn.

They are all used to activate the store's super stamina potion and super fatigue potion. They are difficult to collect, but the selling price is not that high.

Feng Ling was a little discouraged at the time, but he didn't expect to dig up a bonus.

Because digging green grass is a digging job, Feng Ling did not expect that after carefully digging out the green grass, following its roots, he actually found whip shoots. This delicacy is very rare in summer, and each one of normal size costs 300 yuan.

Feng Ling looked at the bamboo shoots growing very big, so he patiently dug around them along the bamboo shoots.

Feng Ling, who was exhausted and out of breath, looked at the more than 20 bamboo shoots around him. He felt very comfortable. He had earned 5000 yuan, and the rest could be left for himself and his grandfather to eat, and he could also dry them.

Thinking of dried bamboo shoots, Feng Ling opened the mall and searched for it.

Mountain products: bamboo shoots

Processing method: Sun drying

Selling price: 2000 yuan/jin.

Feng Ling looked at the 26 dried bamboo shoots of similar size, and after some calculations, he realized that he didn't have much time.

"If we dry them, it will take 5-7 days to ship them out. One stick is only about one pound, and five sticks can make one pound. Each stick is sold for 300 yuan. This business is very unprofitable. Okay, I'll pack up and go home."

Feng Lingzhe returned to the main road. After nearly two hours of searching, his magic power had recovered by more than half. It was time to use the Wind Spell to go home.

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Eleven o'clock, eleven o'clock exactly, Feng Ling finally ran back home using the Wind Spell. At this time, the weather outside was already very hot, and the cicadas began to howl in the heat.

Looking at Grandpa who was already enjoying the cool air under the apple tree, waving a fan, Feng Ling ran from a distance and shouted:

"Grandpa, I'm back!"

"Good boy, you must be tired. Here."

Feng Qingyang put down the palm-leaf fan in his hand, scooped a bucket of cold well water and handed it to Feng Ling.

Feng Ling took out the water from the ladle and drank it all in one breath. This was the taste from his childhood and he had not had this experience since he came to the city. The clear and sweet spring water made Feng Ling, who was sweating profusely, feel refreshed from head to toe.

Feng Ling used his magic power to open the space pendant and poured out today's harvest first. Then he carefully put down the backpack on his back, which contained wild duck eggs.

Feng Qingyang stood up, walked to the backpack and looked at it, then looked at Feng Ling's harvest on the ground:

"Sure, Feng'er, you've gained a lot on this trip."

"Grandpa, I'm in a hurry to come back and make lunch for you. There must be some mountain products. You can go and look for them anytime."

Feng Qingyang knew his grandson's filial piety and nodded. With his grandson's company, he would not feel so lonely in the days ahead.

Feng Ling took a short break at the door and started to prepare lunch, and asked:

"Grandpa, are there any watermelons for sale in town?"

"Watermelon? What is that?"

Feng Ling guessed that it might be because of the different ways of description, and quickly gestured to illustrate the appearance.

Feng Qingyang shook his head and said, “I’ve never heard of it.”

Hearing this, Feng Ling became cautious. If he didn't eat watermelon in summer, would it still be summer? Coincidentally, while making a fire, Feng Ling opened the mall panel and checked the introduction of the watermelon seeds of the crop.

After reading it once, Feng Ling was a little speechless. The selling price of pineapples was 500, and the price of watermelons was 1000. Unfortunately, pineapples can be harvested repeatedly, while watermelons are one-time plantings. One bag of seeds can plant 9 grids in the game, that is, 9 square meters. But the difference is that the seeds provided by the system can actually achieve a fixed harvest of 3 watermelons per grid.

The most important thing is that under the premise of guaranteed quality, these dignitaries from other worlds have never tasted watermelon. They go back to grow their own and sell it to the outside world at a price that Feng Ling believes is enough to make him a black marketeer.

Feng Ling thought proudly.