A farming master in Stardew Valley

Chapter 445 Harvest
In the next few days, in addition to completing daily farm activities, Leon basically took Rhubarb to wander around Stardew Valley because the raspberries were ripe.

Not only the Red Star Farm, but most of the bushes in Stardew Valley grew bright red American raspberries overnight. Those red fruits looked like they were artificially decorated on the bushes, but when they were picked, they were so fresh and tender.

With the help of the bear's wisdom, each big raspberry is incredibly sweet and tastes excellent. The sugar content is at least above 16. Even Rhubarb likes the big raspberries picked by Lyon, and he always comes to Lyon and asks for them.

As for why Rhubarb doesn’t pick the fruits and eat them himself, it is because he has suffered losses before.

It’s not that Da Huang hasn’t tried to find a bush to eat on his own. After all, if he finds it on his own, he can eat his fill.

But it was clearly a raspberry on a bush. The raspberries picked by Leon were much sweeter than the ones it bit itself, while the raspberries that Rhubarb jumped up and bit were mostly sour. So if Rhubarb wanted to eat sweet raspberries now, he could only ask Leon for them.

And Leon would not be stingy, because the number of raspberries in Stardew Valley is really exaggerated. Basically, more than a dozen raspberries can be collected from each bush. In the game, this thing looks like a bunch of grapes. In fact, real raspberries grow individually, and are more like strawberries.

During these few days, Lyon picked more than 400 raspberries. Until one day when he woke up and found that there were no more red fruits on the bushes on the farm, Lyon realized that the days of picking raspberries were over.

But before Lyon had time to feel sad about the raspberry being out of season, the large-scale maturity of the crops on the farm made Lyon fall into the joy of harvest.

The first to appear are the cauliflowers born from high-quality cauliflower seeds. Each one is as big as a washbasin, and the white cauliflower bulbs make people feel satisfied just by looking at them.

Compared to the ordinary cauliflowers he had harvested before, none of the cauliflowers grown from these high-quality cauliflower seeds could be considered of ordinary quality. The fifty cauliflowers were basically of the same standard size, making it impossible for Lyon to tell whether they belonged to Gold Star or Silver Star. But it was certain that they were basically high-quality crops.

So Lyon threw them all into the shipping box without leaving a single one. After all, high-quality cauliflower is not cheap, and Lyon himself is not interested in cauliflower. Instead of keeping it for himself, he might as well sell it for money.

In addition to cauliflower, potatoes are also basically ready for harvest.

The output of potatoes, which benefited from the coolness of the grass, was astonishing. Da Huang, who was watching the fun, looked at the pile of potatoes gradually piling up around him, and excitedly wagged his tail while circling around the potato mountain.

It knows these plants. As long as they are cut into slices and fried in a pan, they will become crispy and delicious potato chips. Ever since Lyon made it last time, Da Huang has been full of expectations for this new food. Now seeing so many potatoes dug out by Lyon, Da Huang has begun to enjoy the freedom of potato chips.

"Stop jumping around. If you have nothing to do, help me pick out those small potatoes. These are the ones like this." Seeing Dahuang's crazy look, Lyon stopped his work speechlessly, ran to the potato pile, found a small potato and showed it to Dahuang.

These seemingly malnourished little potato eggs are actually high-quality potato seeds that have grown from the ability to enjoy the shade under the grass. They are also the basis for Lyon to grow potatoes on a large scale and obtain high-quality potatoes.

With twenty days left before the end of spring, Lyon wants to plant one last batch of potatoes. He doesn't want to miss any of these high-quality potato seeds.

Dahuang nodded immediately and began to rummage through the potato pile for these high-quality potato seeds. Although his movements looked rough, the potatoes he dug up were not damaged, not even the mud on the outside was damaged at all, as if these potatoes had never been touched.

Leon didn't notice this. He just saw Da Huang busying himself and continued to pull potatoes in the field. The man and the dog were basically busy with their own things. After all the potatoes in the field were pulled out, Leon scanned the soil to see if there were any left. Only then did he start to throw these muddy potatoes into the shipping box.

Da Huang, who was guarding a small pile of high-quality potato seeds, saw Leon throwing all the potatoes into the box. He suddenly became anxious and ran to Leon wailing, trying to stop Leon from throwing the last few dozen potatoes in.

Because Dahuang knew that if these potatoes were thrown into these boxes, they would disappear, which meant that its dream of potato chip freedom would soon be shattered.

"I know what you mean. I saved some potatoes for you."

Seeing that Dawang was so anxious, Leon sighed, then poured out all the ordinary quality potatoes he had saved in his backpack and piled them in front of Dawang.

After all, some of these potatoes are ordinary potato seeds bought from Pierre, so not all potatoes are high-quality crops like cauliflowers. Naturally, there are also ordinary quality potatoes.

And there were quite a few of them. Lyon naturally picked out all these potatoes that couldn't be sold at a price and kept them as backup ingredients, because in addition to rhubarb, Lyon himself was also a potato lover.

Seeing the potatoes that Lyon took out, Dahuang immediately put away his aggrieved face, grinned and stuck out his tongue with a silly smile on his face, as if he was trying to show goodwill to Lyon.

Although these reserved potatoes do not look as big as those thrown into the box, Dahuang thinks that as long as they are potatoes, it is fine and it is not picky about quality.

And to express his apology, Dawang helped Leon throw potatoes into the box. Compared with Leon's flexible hands, Dawang threw the potatoes in a much more stylish way. He patted the potatoes with his little paws, and then with a tail swing, he swept the potatoes into the shipping box accurately like playing baseball.

Moreover, with this operation, the hair on Dahuang's paws and tail was not stained with any mud, as if there was a protective film on its fur to isolate it from stains.

Lyon is no longer surprised by such strange things. It is obvious that Dahuang is not an ordinary Husky. Lyon has already confirmed this, so even if Dahuang can fly one day, he will not be surprised at all.

On the contrary, he felt relieved that Dahuang was so hardworking. The child had grown up and knew how to work for the family.

"Not bad, not bad. We'll have a potato feast for lunch. I'll prepare a large portion of French fries just for you. I'll leave these high-quality potatoes to you to throw into the shipping box. I'll go do something else. Come on."

After patting Dahuang on the forehead and giving him some encouragement, Lyon put the high-quality potato seeds selected by Dahuang into his backpack and started the last potato planting.

Dahuang held his head high and continued to deliver these high-quality potatoes into the delivery box in his own unique way, full of energy.

(End of this chapter)