Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Chapter 673
Although Nian Shutong was a little excited, his mind was calm and he still stabilized the scene in the stove.

The surrounding rubble and Ji Sisi were also a little excited. Ji Sisi jumped up on the spot exaggeratedly, but she jumped silently, fearing to disturb Nian Shutong by making any noise.

The rubble also showed a little excitement, his heels off the ground, and his toes were hard.

This is the first time he has succeeded in a project after such a long time, except for this project, he has failed at most three times.

But the first cooperation with Ms. Nian Shutong, combined with the number of failures of Rubble in the past, is not as many as this time.

At this time, Nian Shutong was redrawing the shape of the weapon she wanted. After much deliberation, she refined a bowl, a bowl for drinking black sesame paste, and kept it as a souvenir.

The bowl slowly takes shape.

There must be a structure when forming, not simply kneading and forming.

This process took Nian Shutong an hour, because the flame below was not her own flame, so it was not so smooth and convenient to use.

But luckily it worked out in the end.

When the flame inside the furnace went out, both Ji Sisi and Rubi went up to check.

"Boss, what are you refining?"

During Ji Sisi's questioning, Nian Shutong took out a small azure-colored bowl that he made himself, and asked her, "Isn't it pretty?"

"nice."

Ji Sisi immediately nodded affirmatively, but before she could ask you, Rubi asked.

"What kind of weapon is this bowl?"

Nian Shutong put away her small bowl, played with it in the palm of her hand and said, "This is called a hidden weapon. When eating, who would have thought that my bowl would be a hidden weapon, and it would be unlucky for anyone to hit it."

It was a serious lie, but the two great scientists on the opposite side believed it.

Ji Sisi agreed, "Then we need to refine a pair of chopsticks."

Rubble also nodded in agreement and said, "Dishes and spoons are also fine."

Nian Shutong was also willing to cooperate and said: "You are right, it is very reasonable. We are refining a pair of chopsticks, a spoon, and a plate. It just makes a set."

In this way, a set of expensive tableware is completed.

After Nian Shutong was successfully refined once, he never failed again, nor did he fry the furnace again.

For three days in a row, she was learning about refining materials and ore with the rubble. After all, she was going to teach the people of Interstellar, so she had to teach in words that Interstellar could understand.

Fortunately, Nian Shutong, who has a strong spiritual sense, was able to absorb all the knowledge stuffed by Rubble very well. When the three-day course was over, Ruoli looked at Nian Shutong and said, "It turns out that Ms. Nian Shutong is very smart."

Nian Shutong didn't feel the joy of being praised at all, she just turned her head and asked, "How stupid do you think I am?"

"Well, none of them are very smart except me."

Nian Shutong translated it completely, except for the rubble.

It's okay, Nian Shutong is actually quite satisfied with such an answer, after all, there should be only one person as smart as Rubble in the entire galaxy.

After finishing studying at Dian Shutong, I finally have time to prepare for another thing, which is to sell the masks and lipsticks she made.

More than a week ago, the refined ore was not cheap at all, and a lot of money was blown up by her like running water. There is absolutely no way to make too much money.

The current Blue Star earns most of its money from seeds, the patent application of Xiaohe Video, the profits from Silk, the income from small stores, and the income from online games left by Fu Yunhe.

These add up to a lot, but the speed of spending money is not slow. Rubble alone can support thousands of troops.

Therefore, Nian Shutong's desire to make money has not diminished at all.

Tonight, there happened to be a live broadcast by Xiaohe, and Nian Shutong first posted a notice that he would broadcast something different, called a live broadcast of beauty makeup.

Many people on Xingwang.com don't quite understand, what is a live broadcast of beauty makeup?
But no matter what it is, everyone is paying close attention to Xiaohe's new action.

At this time, Nian Shutong is working on something new. It is impossible to only broadcast live broadcasts of beauty makeup. It is so boring and will lose some of her inherent groups, so food must be interspersed in it.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the live broadcast began.

"Hi everyone, I'm the boss. Today's live broadcast has two themes, one is drinking and the other is beauty."

[Good evening, my host. 】

[I haven't seen my boss for a long time, the last few times I have been with Mr. Hua and Mr. Fan. 】

【It will be ten days, my boss. 】

[Hua Lao and Master Fan are partners, I sleep drooling every day. 】

[That's right, Mr. Hua's explanation has simply made Master Fan's already god-level culinary skills even better. 】

[Every day, not only must endure the temptation of taste and smell, but also the spiritual temptation of Hualao. 】

[I even began to miss the science popularization of rubble. 】

[Hahahahaha!It's so real. 】

"There is an old saying that when a veteran goes out, one is worth two. We have produced two veterans together, and we are up to four."

Nian Shutong was talking jokingly, and his hand had already started to move, it was a teapot, but before the tea making started, the comment section started calling for another thing.

【Boss, I wonder if I can see the text porter Da Da, I really want to see him! 】

[I also think that the Murder on the Orient Express has completely overturned my three views. 】

[It turns out that this is a detective novel. After reading it, I only feel that my brain is for nothing. 】

[Upstairs you are not alone, I have been guessing from the beginning who is the murderer, and it turned out to be everyone. 】

[I didn't think of this possibility at all. 】

【But can I blame these people? Those who died really deserved it. 】

[Anyway, the word porter is great, I like Poirot very much. 】

[I like it too, it feels like there are still many books, not like there is only one story. 】

Nian Shutong looked at her comment section and began to discuss the matter of the word porter. It seemed that she hadn't read the comments after the book was published.

"The text porter asked me to tell everyone that there are still several stories about Poirot, and he will publish them all on Starbook one after another. As for the meeting, it can only be said that the time has not yet come."

【Boss, why did you say the answer immediately? Is it because the text porter is right next to you? 】

[Is it just a few people who have been opposite the host? 】

[I remember there was a haha, and a tree, who else came? 】

[I'm also excited, will there be our earth in it, big! 】

[It's over, it's over, I'm completely excited! 】

Nian Shutong didn't expect the netizens to have such big brains, so she didn't dare to say anything, but just said to everyone: "I invite you to drink tea."

(End of this chapter)