Leisurely mountain village

"Come on, let's go home and sleep~" Ye Huan tossed Jingjing out and caught her again, making Jingjing giggle.

Back home, he handed Jingjing over to Bai Jie, then went upstairs to shower and go to bed. Before entering his spatial dimension, he first organized the treasures his grandfather had given him, arranging them separately on the wooden table. Only then did he drink a cup of spiritual spring water and begin his cultivation.

Although cultivation was tedious, Ye Huan enjoyed it. Every time his strength improved, he would thank himself for the tedious cultivation before. Especially after he obtained so many treasures, he was even more eager for strength. He wanted to protect his family and his treasures. Without strength, it was all wishful thinking. Who else could he rely on?

Grandpa is almost 80 years old this year, and my parents are over 50. They are getting old, and it's time for him to take on the responsibility of supporting the family.

And his grandmother. He heard his grandfather say when he was a child that his grandmother should still be alive, but back then, her family had a bad class background, so the whole family immigrated.

However, he didn't know what happened afterward. Over the years, his grandfather never mentioned his grandmother again, and no one asked about her. He only knew that his grandmother was a wealthy young lady from a prominent family.

My great-grandfather saved my grandmother's family, and my grandfather, by chance, saved my grandmother once more. The two got married, but unfortunately, they didn't have many years of peaceful life before they had to flee during a period of turmoil.

I've heard from the old folks in the village that my grandfather was so angry back then that he almost killed all the people from the county's security bureau.

However, since his grandfather didn't say anything, he didn't feel comfortable asking. He believed that his grandfather would tell him when the opportunity arose.

A night passed, and although Ye Huan didn't break through again, he knew it was coming soon. He knew that he was currently in the foundational stage, and progress should be quite fast. He estimated that after level ten, it would slow down considerably, compared to now.

I came downstairs and quietly watched TV. My mom and Bai Jie were working in the fields, tending to the vegetable garden. My grandpa was smoking his pipe at the door, and my little white dog, Saihu, was lying at my feet.

"Good morning, Uncle. The food's in the pot," Jingjing told Ye Huan.

"Mmm~ Jingjing is such a good girl." Ye Huan came out of the house. "Grandpa." "Get up."

"I'll eat first." Ye Huan washed up, filled a bowl with porridge, peeled two eggs, put them in the bowl, added some side dishes, and squatted down to eat.

The construction team came today. Lu Huan asked about the road at the village entrance, and it seemed alright. He was relieved and told the workers to be careful before heading to the back mountain.

Today I'll take a look and choose a place to build new chicken coops and pigsties. I'll also check the waterway for this flash flood so we can avoid it.

"Saihu, don't run around like that. You're covered in mud. You can jump into the river to wash yourself later," Ye Huan said to Saihu, who was frolicking around.

This guy goes completely wild as soon as he enters the mountains.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed found that half of the chicken coop that had been built earlier had been washed away by the flash flood, so a small portion of the chickens and ducks had been swept away. Although this place was a bend in the road, it was still on the waterway.

Ye Huan nodded. He still lacked experience. But who could have imagined that the storm would be so fierce? He looked at the surrounding environment and terrain again, and chose a new auspicious location. He built the house there.

As for wild animals in the mountains and forests that might come to steal food, Ye Huan said there was no way to defend against them. Although there was barbed wire around the perimeter, it was only good for keeping out small creatures. If it came to big wild boars or wolf-like creatures like the one before, it would be useless.

Ye Huan had already factored in the losses when raising free-range chickens from the mountains, but if one or two percent of them were eaten, it would be fine. If it were any more than that, Ye Huan would have to go find it and might even have to kill it.

After finding a suitable location, he strolled around his own orchard. The peaches were no longer viable, so he decided to select a few new fruit trees and irrigate them with the spiritual spring water.

Ye Huan knew there were several pear trees, including the snow pear tree. As for the ten kiwi trees, he didn't know, but he had seen the fruit. So he took out a bucket from his space, filled it with water from a puddle, poured in a large cup of spiritual spring water, and watered the dozen or so fruit trees.

Although he knew that he had the magic spring water that could make many fruits and vegetables grow and ripen out of season, he didn't need to take the risk. His fruits and vegetables were already quite expensive, and it wasn't worth it to risk so much to earn a little more money.

Everything follows the seasons. The quality of his fruits and vegetables is not afraid of competition. Although it is not a monopoly, it is a unique business for Scorpion Baba. There is no need to do those special off-season things.

A dozen or so fruit trees are enough. Kiwifruit is already quite expensive even when it's ordinary, let alone the kind cultivated with his spiritual spring.

Why didn't he choose a large fruit like a pomelo? It's because he felt he was losing money on watermelons before. A watermelon costing over a thousand yuan seemed expensive, but it was big, so it ended up costing only about 50 yuan per kilogram. For organic fruit, that price is high, but for him, it was a loss.

Don't assume that the spiritual spring is free and therefore don't consider the cost; this thing is priceless.

After finishing her work, Ye Huan took Saihu back home. It was lunchtime when her father finally returned.

"Gu's Cuisine business is getting better and better. After I finished delivering the vegetables, I went to order the greenhouse frame and find a team to build the pigsty. When I came back, I saw that the car parked in front of her was full and I couldn't get in. They were all parked on the side of the road."

“That’s normal. Over the years, many people have come to like the term ‘private kitchen.’ Plus, if the chef has some skill, it’s easy to become famous. Besides, they’re using our ingredients,” Ye Huan said with a smile.

"When I went there today, Manager Du was there. He asked if we had any fruit at home. Many of our regular customers not only ate at the restaurant but also wanted to buy some to take home for their children," Dad said.

"Let's wait a few days. The strawberries will be ready soon, and the pears and kiwis from the back hill will be ready soon too." Ye Huan wasn't in a hurry.

“Okay, the carriage is full of chicks, ducklings and goslings. I’ve also checked the pigs and sheep. Once the pens are repaired, I’ll call them to deliver. I’ve ordered 50 of each.”

"Let's leave it at that for now. I've been thinking about these things, and they're not easy to handle. A pig weighs three or four hundred pounds. How much should I pay them? If it's too low, they won't be willing; if it's too high, they won't be willing," Ye Huan said.

Everyone nodded in agreement. Pork is already expensive, and spare ribs are going for 20 or 30 yuan a month, while baby back ribs are even more expensive.

How should he sell these pigs? He definitely wouldn't want to sell them for ten or twenty yuan a month, since only he knows what his pigs eat and drink, but others don't.

So he thought of this problem right after his inspection. Chickens and ducks don't matter, 300 or 500 each, just let them eat them once. If it's really not enough, he can keep them for his own family.

But pigs, cattle, and sheep are for our own consumption. How long will it take to eat them all? Right now, we still have at least a dozen of each kind, and they're all getting old.