Chapter 23: Catching the Fat Sheep and Pulling the Wool Hard

Lan Mo planted eggplants, also a level five crop, on all four plots. The experience points from one plot of eggplants were two hundred more than from one plot of peppers.

Just after Lan Mo finished planting the eggplants, “Home Has Mine, Heart Not Panicked” sent a message.

[Auntie, can you sell me some of that dried tangerine peel? I’d like to buy a few jin to give to my grandfather.]

This little darling had previously gifted her two one-carat loose diamonds. Giving him a few more jin of dried tangerine peel was no big deal—it would be good to make a friend.

[Little darling, I don’t have much of the fifty-year-old dried tangerine peel left either, but I’ll give you another three jin!]

[Great, thank you, Auntie! Oh, I see your Small Wooden House has been upgraded? How about I give you six winter quilts? Two down quilts, two silk quilts, and two soybean quilts. I’ll also give you six sets of bedding, and six summer cooling air-conditioning quilts. How does that sound?]

Six quilts, six sets, six pieces—what a sly one!

Lan Mo asked, [Why no cotton quilts? Don’t tell me your family just happens to run a home textile chain store!]

[Auntie, who still uses cotton quilts these days? If you really need cotton quilts, you can grow cotton yourself once your farm levels up! You guessed right—my grandfather made his fortune in home textiles.

You know South Africa is very hot, so the quilts and bedding I stored in my space were pretty useless. That’s why I’m giving them to you.]

Over there, not many people are willing to use cotton quilts anymore, but here, winters are inseparable from them. To grow cotton for textiles, the farm needs to reach at least level nine.

[Got it, thanks for the reminder. And thank you for the gifts!]

Well, that worked out perfectly. Her house had just been upgraded, and now someone was even gifting her bedding. From now on, she’d sleep in the space.

Lan Mo sent three jin of fifty-year-old dried tangerine peel to “Home Has Mine, Heart Not Panicked,” who immediately sent over the quilt fillings, summer cooling quilts, and bedding he had prepared.

Opening the Gift Box, Lan Mo found that the home textiles “Home Has Mine, Heart Not Panicked” had gifted were all branded items. He sent three sets of solid-color silk four-piece bedding in Bentley blue, sky gray, and milkshake white.

These were perfect for sleeping naked, and he was generous enough to send three sets right away. She’d heard that 100% silk home textiles from this brand sold for at least tens of thousands per set.

The three pure cotton sets were also very pleasing: a wedding red eight-piece set, a princess pink six-piece set, and finally a sky blue four-piece set with cartoon patterns.

No matter how she looked at it, the bedding he sent seemed full of symbolism. Could it be that newlywed couples sleeping naked under silk quilts often give birth to twins?

Well, maybe she was overthinking it.

After chatting with “Home Has Mine, Heart Not Panicked,” Lan Mo checked her friends list again to scavenge for deals. Most of the items were common medicinal herbs, fruits, and flowers. Hardly anyone grew grains anymore.

Since she had many friends from myriad realms, she managed to steal some rare medicinal herbs, though not much today.

Whether she knew them or not, Lan Mo sold everything, keeping only ten jin of cherries and ten jin of lychees. After all, these things could be replanted anytime, so there was no need to keep too much.

She sold another eighty thousand Gold Coins, bringing her space’s total to over six hundred thousand. There was no hope for a villa this year, but maybe she could level the farm to twenty before the New Year and spend five million to unlock the Ranch.

Suddenly, a rich fragrance of Spirit Rice swiftly wafted into her nostrils. Whether it was psychological or not, Lan Mo immediately felt an unprecedented relaxation throughout her body, and her mood became incredibly cheerful.

This Spirit Rice Porridge is truly miraculous. If she drinks it, wouldn’t she ascend to heaven?

Lan Mo scooped a small bowl and set it aside to cool before drinking, while leaving the rest in the pot to keep warm for tomorrow morning.

After drinking the Spirit Rice Porridge, Lan Mo initially thought it was only slightly more fragrant than ordinary rice.

Shortly after finishing it, she felt a warm current flowing through the meridians of her body. Toxins accumulated in her body quickly surfaced on her skin. Lan Mo watched as she gradually turned dark, greasy, and emitted a foul odor.

In the end, she made herself nauseous from the smell. Was this black, muddy person really her?

Fortunately, there was a water heater in the space now. Lan Mo hurried to the bathroom and took a shower, scrubbing herself thoroughly three times before she felt clean.

The original host already had fair, rosy, and radiant skin, but now it looked even more translucent, as if it could be squeezed to produce water. Her little face was like a peeled egg—tender, smooth, and delightfully bouncy.

If she drinks the remaining Spirit Rice Porridge in the pot tomorrow morning, she probably won’t expel any more impurities, right?

Lan Mo changed into clean pajamas, set an alarm, and then slept soundly. She hadn’t forgotten that she needed to wake up at five-thirty to steal the century-old ginseng from “Little Useless in the Cultivation World.”

She slept dreamlessly through the night. At five-twenty, Lan Mo woke up on her own before the alarm even rang.

Since it was still early, she first harvested the four plots of eggplants she had planted, then replanted eggplants, and began her “vegetable-stealing” spree.

Two minutes early, Lan Mo entered “Little Useless in the Cultivation World’s” space and waited by her century-old ginseng field, keeping an eye on the Little Monster she was raising.

If it bit her again, she didn’t know how many Gold Coins she would lose. After all, the system deducted them randomly, and the higher the value of the crops, the more Gold Coins would be deducted if caught by the Little Monster.

As soon as the time arrived, Lan Mo quickly tapped the screen, not caring whether she would be caught by the Little Monster. She had to steal some of this century-old ginseng—it was a life-saving treasure.

Lan Mo felt particularly lucky today. Not only did the Little Monster fail to catch her, but just a few seconds after she stole the century-old ginseng, “Little Useless in the Cultivation World” began harvesting everything with one click, leaving not a single ginseng for other friends.

Lan Mo smiled as she checked her Warehouse. She had actually stolen twenty century-old ginseng plants, five of which were two hundred years old.

Wait, weren’t these from the same batch? How did some of the ginseng become two hundred years old?

At that moment, “Little Useless in the Cultivation World” sent a message: 【Little Pitiful from the Modern Era, I stayed up all night waiting to harvest this batch of herbs to sell to the Alchemy Guild for some Spirit Stones.

I even specifically used an Acceleration Potion on one of the ginseng fields, but you were so quick that you stole several of my two-hundred-year-old ginseng plants. You’re simply amazing.】

【Little Fairy, dear sister, I stayed up all night too, just waiting for your century-old ginseng to save my life! You won’t blame me, will you? How about I give you a few Forgetfulness Flowers as an apology?】

【Are you talking about the Forgetfulness Flowers from the Immortal Realm, not the Carefree Flowers from our Cultivation Continent?】

【Yes, Forgetfulness Flowers. Do you want them? I can give you a few.】

After all, she still had two hundred Forgetfulness Flowers left. Giving away a few as an apology was perfectly fine.

[“You give me fifty Forgetfulness Flowers, and I’ll give you five jin of Spirit Tea, plus a bottle of Foundation Establishment Pills. How about that? Both the Spirit Tea and the Foundation Establishment Pills can be consumed by mortals like you. I guarantee you’ll live to a hundred and ten years old if you take them.”

Living to over eighty is already enough; why talk about a hundred and ten? She had no desire to become an old monster.

[“Deal, I’ll trade with you!”]

It seemed the Carefree Flowers grown by this “Flower Fairy” from the Immortal Realm were truly priceless. Originally, she had thought of asking for some Spirit Rice, but forget it! One should be decent and not push their luck.

Lan Mo withdrew fifty Carefree Flowers from the Warehouse and sent them directly to “Little Useless in the Cultivation World.” Over there, “Little Useless in the Cultivation World” opened the Gift Box and, finding it truly contained the Immortal Realm’s Carefree Flowers, trembled with excitement.

She could finally refine the Free and Easy Pills. Once she finished refining them, she would be able to seek revenge on her dear cousin.

This little pitiful one had really done her a huge favor. “Little Useless in the Cultivation World” added two five-hundred-year-old premium ginseng roots to the Gift Box as a token of gratitude.

When Lan Mo opened the Gift Box, she was practically over the moon. The five jin of Spirit Tea were neatly packed in white jade boxes, one after another. In two additional purple jade boxes lay two five-hundred-year-old ginseng roots each. Finally, a small brown bottle contained the Foundation Establishment Pills, which fortified the foundation, nurtured vitality, and strengthened the body.

Lan Mo took stock of all the ginseng in her Warehouse and discovered she had about a hundred twenty-year-old roots, fifteen hundred-year-old ones, five two-hundred-year-old ones, and two five-hundred-year-old ones.

She was about to strike it rich! “Little Useless in the Cultivation World” was truly a “treasure girl”!

She was determined to cling tightly to this thick thigh of hers!

If you don’t shear the fat sheep, how will it ever slim down?