My best friend is living a famine-stricken life; you're going crazy, I'm farming.

Yang Fenglan asked Zhou Jingwei to keep an eye on the shop, and then continued with her plan for the day—to stroll around the streets.

I hardly ever use the treasure hunting system in the city, so I plan to find an opportunity to give the bracelet to my best friend.

She lives in the village, and when she has nothing to do, she can go into the mountains.

It will be useful when leading people into the mountains to find pine nuts, walnuts, chestnuts, etc.

Having made up her mind, Yang Fenglan decided to go to Qingshui Village to find Xu Yingying the next day.

[There's something good here!] Long Aotian suddenly jumped out.

Yang Fenglan was startled. "What good stuff?"

Turn left ahead; there will be more people.

Long Aotian's voice was somewhat hurried, which affected Yang Fenglan, and she immediately ran over.

Sure enough, they saw more than a dozen people surrounding a donkey cart.

Next to the donkey cart, there were more than a dozen earthenware pots filled with various plants.

Half of the flowers are in full bloom.

The vendor was introducing a rhododendron that had just opened a few flowers: "This flower is called azalea. It's very easy to grow. When it's in full bloom, it's very beautiful, bright red. It's five taels of silver a pot."

A collective gasp erupted from the crowd. "Five taels of silver? Why don't you just rob us?"

The merchant wasn't annoyed by what others said, and said with a smile, "I travel all over the country selling rare and wonderful things. Of course, good things are only sold to those who are destined to find them."

They were just introducing their own products; they weren't forcing anyone to buy or sell. Those who thought it was too expensive wisely kept quiet.

They're just here to see something new; they can't afford to buy it.

Not long after, the azalea was bought by a wealthy young lady, and the merchant even instructed her maid on how to care for it.

"He's a conscientious boss," Yang Fenglan muttered.

Did I invite you here just to watch the show? Come find some good stuff!

“They’re all just flowers and plants; I’d rather grow vegetables.” Yang Fenglan’s gaze shifted from the azaleas to the other potted plants.

There are also several other types of orchids, as well as some familiar Yangfeng orchids, but I don't know their names.

“Wait, what’s that…” Yang Fenglan’s gaze fell on a small, earthy flowerpot.

There were two grass-like plants in that pot, about 20 or 30 centimeters tall, looking a bit wilted.

Yang Fenglan stepped forward, squatted down in front of the pot, and examined it carefully. "This looks like a chili seedling."

"Young lady, you have excellent taste! This plant you're looking at may not produce beautiful flowers, but it will bear fruit. First, the fruit will be green, and then it will slowly turn into red fruit. It's very pretty," the vendor enthusiastically introduced.

"What's this person's name?" Yang Fenglan looked up at him.

“I brought it from the West; the people there call it the Red Fruit Tree.”

"What a fitting name."

Chili peppers were originally introduced from overseas and were called sea peppers, which were used by wealthy families for ornamental purposes.

Later, because the southwestern region lacked salt and the food was tasteless, people used chili peppers to "coax" the food into their stomachs, and gradually it became widely known.

[You unlucky bastard, buy it! I have a feeling buying it will make you rich!]

Since Long Aotian had said so, Yang Fenglan immediately realized that it must be a chili pepper.

"Boss, do you still have any of these red fruit trees?"

"That's all, just these two."

“But he’s almost dead.” Yang Fenglan said with some worry.

Chili peppers are a good thing. If she could grow them successfully, she would definitely be very successful. However, if she took them home and they died, she would be so depressed that she would die.

"Young lady, this red fruit tree is very easy to grow. Just take it home and water it thoroughly, and it will be fresh again. Trust me, I've grown rare and exotic plants all my life, I can tell just by looking at it," the vendor assured him, patting his chest.

Regardless of whether she could survive, once she encountered it, there was no reason to let it go, so Yang Fenglan immediately asked the price.

Because the crops were not growing well and there were no fruits, the vendors asked for 100 coins.

"One hundred coins! Tsk tsk, there are plenty of this kind of grass that bears red fruit on the mountain. If it can sell for one hundred coins, we can go dig it up and sell it. We can definitely make a fortune."

"Ten coins is about the same as buying a basin."

Someone said with a smile.

The vendor remained silent, only shaking his head with a smile. "One hundred coins, not a penny less. I'll raise it and once it bears red fruit, the price will be several times higher."