Six Years After the Disaster, I Saved My Farm by Growing Bean Sprouts

Chapter 59 58. Chili seeds

Huaiyu laughed.

She probably knew what the two defenders on the other side meant.

Maybe it was because I dressed too plainly, and because I had to carry a basket on my back to take risks in the Rose Corridor, that they mistakenly thought I was short of money—

Okay, quite shy indeed.

Now there are only about 20 minutes left.

However, kind-hearted people have helped me too much.

From the friendly reminder to receive relief food, to the sleeping bag sent to me by Captain Zhou, whom I met once. As well as all the subsequent help, even Boss Tang was kind to her.

Huaiyu believes that people's happiness is determined.

The more good others are to her, the more she should cherish this kindness. Now that I have long been freed from basic survival needs, and everything I get is a gift from heaven and earth, there is no need to use this to earn the kindness of ordinary people.

The two defenders handed over their bracelets, and one of them scored a point for Huaiyu, and got a huge handful of Mao Ya grabbed by the girl in front of him.

The three of them got together and laughed happily for some reason.

After Mao Ya peeled off a handful of turf in his hand, Jinyuan Community arrived.

Many people came up to the platform again, and Huaiyu said goodbye to them with a smile, carrying a backpack, and got off the bus at this platform for the first time.

The platform is the ruins of a primary school.

There are various weeds growing among the ruins, but there is nothing edible. They have probably been dug up by the residents of the community.

Based on the chats between the aunts on the bus, she knew that this place was originally burst by a huge mutated pumpkin vine in the [Student Vegetable Garden].

However, even though the mutated pumpkin was crazy and unpalatable after mutation, it was enough to save the lives of hundreds of people when everyone ran out of ammunition and food.

Walk two steps forward along the elementary school, then cross the road, and you can see the original grand gate and road of Jinyuan Community.

Huaiyu walked towards the community with the basket on his back and found that there were other people carrying baskets around him. Carrying a bag, he also came from outside and couldn't help but look at the other person curiously.

They gathered together in twos and threes and chatted. They seemed to be people from other small communities in the surrounding area.

There are few people there, so everyone trades whatever they have with Jinyuan Community. Now after more than a month of living, a small market has formed here.

She walked into the originally grand Fountain Square, and saw that it was surrounded by two streets inside and outside the ring. Pieces of sacks were spread out on the ground, and the voices of bargaining came and went, making it extremely lively.

Huaiyu seemed to have arrived a little late. He walked around the Fountain Square twice with a backpack on his back and couldn't find a place to set up a stall.

I did see someone selling second-hand farm tools. When I asked about the price, an old **** cost 12 cents a handle.

I don’t know how long this **** has been used. It looks more like it was taken out of the village courtyard.

A wedge was smashed into the hole where the smooth wooden handle and the metal head met, and the **** was firmly plugged. It was very different from the one-piece manganese steel **** that appears on the market today.

Huaiyu tried waving it and found that the weight of the **** was quite suitable. Then he thought about his reclamation plan. Even if he took away half of his deposit, he still gritted his teeth and bought it.

And with this business of buying a hoe, she sat down next to the farm tools stall holding a bamboo basket.

The owner of the stall next to her glanced at her and did not chase her away, but the old lady on the other side said:

"Girl, there are a few of these sprouts around our community. I'm not very hungry, and I don't have much to eat. I guess you won't be able to sell them at a high price."

Huaiyu smiled and nodded: "I know, I just want to try."

On the old lady's stall, there were also about ten or twenty fresh shepherd's purses that had just been dug out of the soil.

The other party nodded and asked, "What's the price?"

Huai Yu originally wanted to say five cents per catty, but then he changed his mind: "One cent per handful."

As she spoke, she grabbed a handful of Mao Ya'er from her backpack, neatly arranged them, and tied them with a rubber band for display.

It happened that the grandson of the owner of the **** stall came back. When he saw the green and neat grass buds, he couldn't help but squat down and look at it curiously. Judging from the fact that he is only six or seven years old, he may have never eaten this food at all. Huaiyu laughed, took out one and handed it over:

"Try it."

Not everyone in Jinyuan Community uses mutation value detectors. Many things bought and sold here are estimated by tasting.

Everyone has been eating random plants for six years, and they can't guarantee that they can accurately say how good the good ones are. But everyone has a scale in mind as to what the price of something slightly worse is.

The child stretched out his hand and carefully took the bud, imitating the clumsy way of Huaiyu, peeling off the green outer skin, revealing the white, tender and soft strip inside -

Wow!

His eyes widened, he turned around and ran into the crowd to call another girl:

"Sister, come and eat!"

Not long after, there was a circle of children surrounding the small stall.

Everyone looked at the pile of buds curiously and eagerly, and it seemed like they had never seen them before.

Huaiyu smiled and sighed, then grabbed a handful and distributed them one after another:

"Here, take one each."

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The shop owner stared at her from the side:

"Why are you so good at business?"

After a pause, he said: "Forget it, give me a point. I haven't had this for years - no, I have to try one first. If it's too unpalatable, I don't want it."

Huaiyu handed the Mao Ya over with a smile, and did not say that the children had all eaten it. If it tasted bad, they would definitely not come.

And not long after, another child came over holding the corner of his mother's clothes, staring at these green buds with joy.

Huaiyu was stunned for a moment, never expecting that this unsellable item would be sold out in a short time.

Although the total charge was only a dozen points, the feeling of setting up a stall was a little different from going to Boss Tang to sell things.

For some reason, she also felt so happy.

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The trading market in Jinyuan Community is also quite interesting. Many things are half-new but not old. There is even a special scrap shopping area, where residents from all over the place come and go.

People are more accustomed to bartering than trading with points.

There are even vendors selling vegetable seedlings.

According to the boss, he built a small insulated greenhouse at home to cultivate it, and it is very popular.

Every ten pepper seedlings were sold out in a short time.

What a pity.

Huaiyu stood there and watched for a long time, touching the dozen points he had just earned and the remaining ten points in his pocket, and could only give up.

After thinking about it for a while, he came back:

"Are there any seeds for sale?"

"Yes, sell it!"

The other party seemed to be used to it, and now he took out a small bag of chili seeds from his pocket.

"One point for one pill, buy 10 pills and get one free. I don't care if the sprouts grow or not!"

Update 1, I’m really exhausted today... I can’t write anymore, so I’ll update it first. But still writing. Let's see how long I can hold on.

Although Song Tan next door has taken leave, he is still writing and will update as soon as possible tomorrow.

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