Road Survival: My RV is a Moving Castle

Seeing this, the crocodile swam to the back of the group with a slightly gloomy expression.

The little crocodile followed beside it, looking confused, and asked, "Daddy, why are we secretly following this player and even helping her promote her game?"

It had been observing its father's behavior all along.

Since they were brought back, they have often been driven away and scorned by other animals.

But its father didn't care at all, and just kept his attention on the player.

The large crocodile looked down at the small crocodile, who was unusually thin from following it all the way, and its gaze softened.

"You just need to grow up obediently, and leave the rest to Dad."

Then it continued to focus its gaze on Song Chiyu, who was being treated at the front, its determination even stronger.

It wants to secure a stable future and living environment for its children.

......

After a morning of treatment, it was lunchtime.

Song Chiyu shook his aching arms, looked at the still endless line, and shouted.

"Take a break first, we'll continue in half an hour."

She led the Wood Spirit back into the RV, while the other animals that were picking tea leaves continued picking.

Mu Ling's face was pale, and she looked very tired.

Song Chiyu glanced at it worriedly, then moved the repair chamber out of her space and placed it next to the living room commode.

She wanted to see if this repair chamber could repair energy damage like that caused by wood spirits.

After all, it is touted as a high-end, customized, and enhanced product.

"Master, Master, the Wood Spirit is hungry."

Mu Ling clutched her flat stomach and said pitifully.

Song Chiyu fed it a bottle of milk before letting it lie down in the repair chamber.

While waiting, she went to the kitchen to make herself some instant noodles and have a quick bite.

At that moment, Daidai walked in from outside the kitchen door.

It reached out and pressed down on Song Chiyu's hand as he opened the instant noodles, then took a crucian carp out of the refrigerator.

I pointed to the boiled crucian carp on the menu and showed it to her.

"You want to do this?"

Looking at the picture of the spicy crucian carp on the menu, Song Chiyu couldn't help but salivate.

He nodded blankly.

"Great, great, we just happen to have rice today."

Song Chiyu took the menu and, based on the ingredients in the space, selected a dish called "Spicy Oxtail".

There's a recipe for oxtail on her social media; it's even better when cooked spicy.

Once she was sure there were no other dishes, Daidai started washing the pot and pouring in the oil.

The kitchen is now very large; a person and a bear can stay inside without feeling cramped at all.

Song Chiyu washed the rice cooker as well, and then went to check on the threshing process of the cornbread on the black soil in the space.

On the black soil, bags of rice and flour are neatly stacked outside the small wooden house.

Flour is what is called wheat flour after it has been ground into powder by a grinder.

The steamed buns were still working hard in front of the machine.

It learns quickly; it can start using the machine after just one glance at the instruction manual.

Meanwhile, the Straw Hat Boy was struggling with the last few acres of rice in the black soil, with only a little bit of harvest left.

Looking at the bags of harvest on the black soil, Song Chiyu quickly called out 001 in his mind.

"001, what are the prices you're offering for rice and wheat?"

She did the math.

The black soil is fertile and irrigated by spiritual spring water, so crops grown there can generally achieve high yields.

One mu of rice yields about 1000 jin, so 50 mu would yield 5 jin.

One mu of wheat can yield about 1000 jin, so 50 mu would yield 5 jin.

The total yield of wheat and rice is 10 jin.

Currently, due to a shortage of bags, many harvested rice and wheat ears are still lying on the black soil.

Since 001 would collect them, Song Chiyu figured he should let it collect the remaining ones that hadn't molted yet.

To avoid the rice getting moldy if the bags aren't big enough and the hulled rice is piled on the ground.

001 responded quickly.

[Boss, the price here is 30 gold coins for 1000 catties of rice and wheat.]

"1000 jin for only 30 gold coins?"

Song Chiyu exclaimed in surprise.

No, she has spent a lot of time and used a lot of growth solution since she started planting these rice and wheat crops.

[Yes, it cost the yield of 5 mu of black soil to buy just one steamed bun, and the bun cost exactly 150 gold coins. 001 didn't make any profit.]

Song Chiyu rubbed his temples.

I always feel that the effort and the reward are not commensurate.

“Then I’ll sell 50,000 jin first, 25,000 jin of rice and 25,000 jin of wheat.”

Adhering to the principle of not putting all her eggs in one basket, she decided to take the rest to the channel to exchange for upgrade materials.

There are many players in the channel now, and she sells rice and flour.

It's practically one of a kind.

The market is definitely not small.

[Okay, the gold coins have been credited to your account. You can check them out.]

1000 catties of grain costs 30 gold coins, so 50000 catties of grain would cost 1500 gold coins.

Song Chiyu opened his personal attributes and glanced at the number of gold coins on it.

It's at least a four-figure sum.

When she earns five figures, she'll buy a farm on the grassland map.

You can vacation there, enjoy the sunshine and fresh air, and also raise a bunch of cattle, sheep and horses.

Withdrawing from his beautiful daydreams, Song Chiyu's consciousness returned to reality.

She took a bag of rice and a bag of flour out of the storage space and piled them next to the refrigerator.

Looking at the two large bags full of grain, Song Chiyu felt satisfied.

Finally, we have a staple food.

I always feel unwell if I don't eat some rice.

She scooped out two large cups of rice with a water glass and put them into the inner pot of the rice cooker.

Then wash it under the tap and pick out the husks.

The plump, white rice grains, when placed in clear water, resemble tiny pearls, both white and lustrous.

Finally, Song Chiyu put it into the rice cooker to simmer.

"Now I'm just waiting for the delicious rice!"

Song Chiyu stood in front of the kitchen counter, watching Daidai skillfully wash the fish, scrape off the scales, and then put it in the oil with seasonings.

The whole process was completed smoothly and efficiently.

No wonder he's called the silly little chef.

Soon, the air began to fill with the fresh aroma of fish.

Suddenly, Daidai took out a chili pepper, indicating that she was out of chili peppers.

Seeing this, Song Chiyu returned to the black soil and picked a lot of peppers and vegetables from the vegetable garden to fill the refrigerator.

Unfortunately, there weren't many ostrich eggs left in the refrigerator.

She was craving stir-fried eggs with chili peppers; it's the perfect dish to make you want to eat more rice.

It's a pity that the black soil can't support life yet, otherwise Songchi Yu would at least raise some chickens, ducks, geese or something.

Soon, Daidai finished making the two dishes.

The rice cooker tripped at this time.

Song Chiyu brought out a bowl of rice from the kitchen and sat down at the heated table.

Three dishes were already laid out on the table.

Stir-fried bok choy, spicy oxtail, and boiled crucian carp.

Besides the vegetables, the other two dishes had a lot of chili peppers added, which Song Chiyu specifically requested.

This weather is perfect for eating something spicy to get rid of dampness.

The moment the white rice touched his lips, Song Chiyu's eyes lit up.

This rice is the best she has ever eaten, bar none.

I don't know if it's because it was nourished by the spring water, but every grain of rice is sweet and sticky, and the aroma of rice lingers on your lips and teeth after you finish eating it.

Then, take a bite of spicy fish slices at this moment, it's simply amazing.