Chapter 007 Here I am God
As the thoughts in Wenqu's mind emerged, the large fish that had been fixated on by Wenqu leaped out of the water, floating in mid-air as if it were treating the air as 'water'
Wenxu said: "No need to count! I still don't believe you"
He reached out his palm as if to slap his own face, but found it a bit foolish. Instead, he pinched his face hard, and the sharp pain made Wenqu aware that he was not imagining things.
Wenxu began to speak excessively, primarily indicating that he would only sell cheap sheep to me, and the quantity would be limited to two heads per day. If others wish to purchase, they must adhere to the market price for imported lamb, which is approximately over 2,000 for a single sheep. This price is indeed not cheap.
I can't help but let out a curse word, expressing my current frustrating mood!
This price is much higher than I expected? Zhao Defang frowned upon hearing this
Zhao Defang nodded and said, "I understand. I will go back today and discuss this matter with Uncle Qian. However, you must deliver my two sheep on time tomorrow morning. By the way, I also need at least four fish."
What a good knife! Wenqu looked at the small knife, so sharp, and immediately grasped it in his hand, walking back to the vegetable patch, directly slicing down onto the winter melon vine.
The small knife, adorned with exotic charm, is approximately twenty centimeters long. The silver handle is shaped like a leopard's head, intricately engraved with elaborate patterns. The guard is cross-shaped, and the small curved blade is very sharp; as it is drawn from its sheath, it instantly causes Wenxu to perceive a flash of piercing cold light before his eyes
After finishing with the vegetables, Wenqu began to think critically, quickly jogging to the edge of the pond. Looking at the large fish swimming in the water, Wenqu thought: Float up!
A company invited him for an interview, and since he hasn't returned this late, he must be at work. Zhao Defang returned to the stall, lit the stove, poured in some oil, and began to stir-fry the ingredients that Sun An'an had prepared.
"I was wrong, Master Xu, I did not recognize the great mountain. Is that alright now?" After saying this, Zhao Defang glanced around, then transferred the dishes from the pot to a plate, signaling Sun An'an to serve the guests while he pulled Wen Xu aside.
Cucumbers, tomatoes, and the like were picked, totaling about ten pounds. As for green peppers, anything available in the garden was also harvested, and a little was picked for Wenxu as well. However, none of it was picked in large quantities. For Wenxu, today was merely an exploratory venture, and there was no need for a large amount.
Having thought this through, the warm face showed signs of distress! Rubbing his head, he began to gaze at the several baskets in front of him, muttering to himself: "It seems this produce cannot be sold!"
"Today we can close up a bit earlier; the remaining materials are just enough for three or two tables of people. Thanks to you, we can finish up early today," Zhao Defang said happily
Arriving at the corner of the wall by the roadside, Zhao Defang pulled out a bill from his pocket and slapped it onto Wenxu's hand with a crisp sound: "Here! Count it"
If Wenxu spends the whole day picking vegetables, he might as well not sell them. What difference does it make to work all day in the space versus working outside? Wenxu is not the kind of person who cannot sit still; if possible, he would actually prefer to live a life of idleness every day
Get down from the vine! Wenqu looked at the large winter melon, and such a thought flashed through his mind
With a light jog, Wenxu watched in astonishment as these vegetables flew back to their original mother plant! At that moment, Wenxu's mind was once again in disarray. He saw the large winter melon drift to the edge of the vine, and it grew back in a dazed manner. Thus, Wenxu squatted down to take a closer look at the position of the melon stem, and after observing for quite a while, he still could not find the cut mark from his last attempt.
After scratching his head for a while, Wenxu decided to go inside the house to see if there were any kitchen knives or scissors. If there weren't any, it would be just the right time to go to the big market to buy some.
I was just about to discuss this matter with you. Could you see if you can help me get two sheep tomorrow? It would be best if they are a bit larger. If it's like today, it would be ideal to get three. As for the fish, I need four, but six would be even better, Zhao Defang said earnestly, looking at Wenxu.
How fresh it is! The price varies with the type of meat, and only you can offer such a price! Moreover, they transport it from the grasslands, and along the way, there are costs for bridges and roads, as well as expenses for the drivers and trucks. Even so, I can tell you that the quantity is not much; I can only manage to get two heads at this price level in a day. I can't produce more than that. If we were to go by market price, I could manage to get two or three more, but that would be the limit. If I exceed that, it would not be good for the company on their side.
"I will give you one hundred and fifty as a reward for your hard work," Zhao Defang said
Wen Xu said: "What a waste of effort, all you need to do is help me promote it"
For Wenqu, Zhao Defang is like a brother, but Uncle Qian has no real connection with him. Since there is no relationship, if he wants to eat meat, he must pay for it honestly. Wenqu does not know the price of lamb in the large market, but he is aware that New Zealand imported lamb is priced at sixty-one yuan per pound in online fresh supermarkets. Since his own lamb is so appealing, he should not be overly particular and can directly offer pure meat at fifty-one yuan per pound. The lamb raised in his space is worth this price for everyone, right? This is the price! Moreover, this is fresh lamb, not frozen!
Once in the car, Weng Xu glanced around the parking lot and noticed that there was no one around. He then slipped into the space, took a bamboo basket, and went to the vegetable patch in the backyard to start picking vegetables
Wen Xu somewhat understood: as long as he was in the jade tablet space, he was the god who ruled everything!
After taking two steps, he asked, "By the way, where did Dongzi go today?"
Wen Xu looked at Zhao Defang and asked, "So what are you all preparing for now?"
Thinking that the vegetables cannot be sold, and having picked so many here, I estimate that if I were to eat them myself, it would take at least half a month to finish. Thus, a sudden thought struck me: "If only these things could grow back!"
What can be done about this? Wenxu's warm gaze fell upon the large winter melon on the ground. The thick vine was about 4 to 5 centimeters in diameter, and with the strength in his hands, Wenxu could hardly move this object.
"Is it really that easy to sell?" Wenqu said
As the hand waved, the knife touched the melon vine as if it were touching tofu, without any sense of resistance, and the melon vine was effortlessly severed.
Wen Xu immediately shook his head and said: "I don't raise sheep here either. If you want them, the most I can help you get is two. I can get you larger sheep, but that is the maximum quantity. Even if Uncle Qian wants them, I can help him get them, but it won't be at your price; the price will have to be at least double."
Suddenly, the winter melon vine snapped with a loud sound, separating from the fruit at the stem, and the large winter melon rolled a few times before coming to rest at the warm feet.
Continuously using one's own thoughts, they have harvested several large winter melons. Wenqu has also brought back several empty baskets to the edge of the vegetable patch and has begun their own "intentional" harvesting of melons and vegetables.
Having thought of this, I stepped forward and walked into the room, pushed open the door, and began to search. I did not find the scissors or the kitchen knife, but I did find a small curved knife in the corner of the bookshelf
A few black lines appeared directly on Wenxu's forehead as he followed Zhao Defang and said, "Rest assured, I won't forget!"
When I came out again, I had in my hands a long-handled fishing net, three oval wooden basins, and four or five large bamboo baskets intended for holding vegetables. I also conveniently purchased an electronic scale, thus completing the small collection of items needed for selling vegetables. All that was left was to get started.
"Look at your stingy appearance!" Wenxu replied disdainfully after glancing at Zhao Defang.
Not only fish, but also chicken, goose, sheep, and so on are all effective! Wenqu tried each one individually, and there was not a single failure. Then, he recreated the scenario in the small vehicle, but this time he directly dropped something, and there was not a single success. No matter how hard he racked his brain, once outside the space, the targets remained completely still.
After speaking, a thought crossed his mind: should he bring the pigs from the space out to sell? However, Wenqu thought it would be better to keep a low profile and find a safer way to operate. Having a cover would facilitate large-scale sales. Thus, he forcefully suppressed this idea deep within his heart, and the words that were on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back down.
Thinking this way was not a problem, but what happened next made Wenxu once again open his mouth wide like a hippopotamus
"Why not just go eat at your friend's place? Why are you delaying my chance to make money?" Zhao Defang said cheerfully
After thinking for a moment, he said: "However, you must save some meat for me tomorrow. I have not yet tasted this lamb that I brought."
At this moment, Sun An'an stood in front of the stall and shouted loudly to Zhao Defang: "Defang, stir-fry a Mu Shu pork!"
"Here it comes!" Upon hearing this, Zhao Defang immediately walked back towards the stall. After taking a couple of steps, he turned his head and said to Wen Xu, "Don't forget!"
After chatting for a while, Wenxu noticed that there were not many dishes left at Zhao Defang's stall today; even the basin for meat dishes was nearly empty. It seemed that the plan to come over and enjoy a meal was no longer feasible, so after exchanging a few words with Zhao Defang and his wife, he drove away.
As soon as the words "bountiful harvest" appeared in his mind, Wenqu quickly found it hard to feel happy, because he thought of a very practical issue: just these few baskets of produce would take him nearly ten minutes to pick, leaving him exhausted with a sore back and aching waist. What if others needed to harvest dozens of tons? Even if we only consider a few tons, it would probably make him want to vomit from exhaustion.
Not bad, not bad! Wenqu looked at the small knife in his hand and praised it a couple of times. After that, he added four or five more watermelons into the basket. Only then did he squat down and drag the basket filled with large winter melons and small watermelons to the entrance of the courtyard, which was the place that appeared right after he entered the space.
As the thoughts arose and dissipated, the entire cluster of tomatoes and a rack of cucumbers neatly arranged themselves into the basket, as if they were alive, perfectly lined up inside the basket, far more orderly and efficient than if Wenxu had done it himself
"What are you doing, sneaky?" Wenxu continued to eat his peanuts while following Zhao Defang.
With the warm thought, the vegetables in the basket floated directly out of the basket. Tomatoes, green peppers, and even winter melons resembled various types of 'balloons' made of fruits and vegetables, drifting into the air while flying towards the vegetable garden.
As soon as Wenxu heard this, he immediately took the money out of his pocket again. After counting, he found that there was indeed an extra one hundred and fifty yuan. He promptly pulled it out and slapped it back into Zhao Defang's hand: "Are you cursing at me, you little rascal?"
At this point, Zhao Defang recalled something and said: "By the way, I almost forgot, Uncle Qian mentioned that he wants to get one for himself to let friends and relatives have a taste!"
Zhao Defang nodded and said: "The aroma of the lamb is rich when it is stewed. Uncle Qian mentioned that there are not many pastures in the country where lambs can be raised in a free-range manner, and the growth cycle of these lambs is long; they are not the kind that can be ready for market in six months. The meat quality is exceptional. If it weren't for my need to set up a stall, our neighbors alone could have bought this lamb!"
"I didn't mean it that way," Zhao Defang quickly said, "I can't just let you work for nothing!" Knowing Wenxu's temperament, Zhao Defang pushed a couple of times before finally accepting the money back.
Upon hearing Zhao Defang's remark, Wen Xu immediately became a bit smug and said, "Who was it that said they didn't want it yesterday?"
Someone outside ordered a hot pot, and after enjoying a warm meal, returned home to sleep soundly in their space. In the morning, they delivered the sheep and fish that Zhao Defang requested. When they went, that old Qian was also there, probably because Zhao Defang mentioned it yesterday. Uncle Qian seemed to have no further comments regarding the matter of needing a sheep.
Anyway, Wenxu did not mind. Although it was a no-cost transaction on his side, it was not to the extent of giving others benefits. Moreover, there was currently no need for anyone to spend their own money to sell. Just relying on the sales volume from Zhao Defang's side was already much better than working a regular job. Therefore, Wenxu did not think much about this matter. After unloading the sheep and fish, he received the payment after weighing them and drove straight to the large market on the outskirts of Mingzhu City
Then it was six fish. Upon hearing this, Zhao Defang immediately set the number of fish to six.
Wenxu nodded in agreement and said, "No problem!" After all, fish are less conspicuous than sheep, so having a few more is not a big issue
There is not much difference between four and six fish, Warmth said, pretending to ponder slightly.
Imagine harvesting several tons of vegetables all by oneself, and doing so every day. The warmth of joy instantly dissipates at the thought of having to pick countless vegetables in a single day. Instead of feeling like one is living a good life, one feels as though they are treating themselves like a slave.
Sitting on the ground, I looked at the fruits of my labor with warmth and joy in my heart. Although I felt a bit of soreness in my back and waist, seeing the baskets of vegetables filled me with a sense of harvest joy.