Start farming in another world, the master of the plane has assets worth hundreds of billions

"One was given to me by Hal, and the others... were picked up. That person wanted to harm Hal and the others, but he crashed into me when he was escaping. As a result, I was attacked by a tide of beasts. I am still alive today. I think this should be my trophy."

Wen Xia said shamelessly.

But I felt a little embarrassed.

The person is dead, doesn’t the equipment he picked up belong to him?

big deal...

"But I know these are supplies for your military. You can set a price. If appropriate, I can compensate you."

Defoe's eyes lit up. He just asked casually, but he didn't expect such a gain?
Didn’t expect this primitive man to have such a high sense of morality? From this point of view, people are still too simple.

You must know that nowadays there are many people who take advantage of the situation. Dropped items picked up in the wild will most of the time be ignored even if the original owner is in front of them.

Military items are discussed separately.

But just looking at Boss Wen's attitude, he was very satisfied.

Although it was just a few space rings, it was not something a legion could not afford to lose, not to mention that the losses had already been reported.

It's her opportunity and ability that makes Boss Wen useful.

"Then...that, let us have a taste of that!" However, Defoe is not an honest person.

However, he did not take advantage of the situation, he just wanted to have the opportunity to taste more primitive food. After all, when the news about primitive food spreads, these things will definitely sell for sky-high prices.

"Which one?"

Wen Xia followed his finger and landed on a peach tree with fruit hanging on it.

"Okay! It's still early for breakfast. You can have some fruit and I'll make breakfast after I get some rest."

Just a few peaches can buy a few space rings and the materials inside for free, directly solving this cause and effect.

Wen Xia is naturally happy.

She glanced at the time, assigned tasks to Xiao Huihui and Xiao Bai and Xiaohuang, and left the hut carrying a basket on her back.

Defoe has taken a few steps back sensibly to show his goodwill.

Wen Xia nodded to him, walked along the stone path to the peach tree, and picked a few big peaches as big as flat peaches. They were all pink and soft, and the ripe fruity aroma wafted on the tip of the nose, making people feel refreshed. Cool.

A few peaches fell into the basket, but she didn't stop. She picked a dozen apples, oranges, etc. and put them into the basket, then slowly turned back to the nameless hut.

Xiao Huihui and Xiao Bai acted quickly and came back with the harvested fruits.

A big watermelon bigger than the backpack fell on the chopping board.

Several bunches of different varieties of grapes were picked, and they fell heavily.

There are also various kiwi fruits and so on.

What needs to be cleaned is simply washed in the stream, and peaches and apples are cut into large pieces with a knife.

The watermelon was also cut in half and quartered into long pieces as big as the face. Six fruit plates were filled to the brim.

Other fruits that could not be cut were carried in separate baskets. Wen Xia held the things in her hands and walked to the door step by step.

The closer one gets, the more obvious the unique feeling of sweet-smelling water vapor becomes.

Defoe couldn't see enough, he only thought how beautiful the fruits of these primitive plants looked.

I can't wait to put it in my mouth and taste it immediately.

"This is Tao Zi!" He shouted excitedly, rarely as calm as an adjutant.

"It's all in the brochure, Adjutant Di, here it is." Wen Xia handed over a few fruit plates, "These will be my compensation for you, in exchange for the space ring and the materials inside."

She doesn't feel that her fruits are not worth the price. As the saying goes, rare things are more valuable.

The less something is, the more precious it is, and if it belongs to the general public, it will be less valuable.

And fruits and natural foods are worth thousands of gold in this plane.

As expected, Defoe had no objection. He smiled broadly and felt that he had made a lot of money.

"Of course, thank you, Boss Wen! By the way, we are also waiting for your breakfast tomorrow morning. You can rest assured, we will guard you outside!"

He waved to the team next to him. Everyone was already ready to make a move. When they saw him waving, they immediately ran over.

Each person was holding a fruit plate with his eyes wide open.

"...Thank you." Although Wen Xia was mentally prepared, Wen Xia was still speechless by the performance of these people.

She entered the small courtyard and did not rest. Instead, she spent the night sorting out the list of goods she could sell.

In the wasteland world, most of the food has been sold, and most of them are bulk snacks and various sundries.

Then there are the various kinds of rice, wheat, fruits and vegetables grown by Wumingjing himself.

Because of the special nature of the Wuming Realm, the things grown here are very delicious and genetically mutated, such as sweet potatoes, potatoes, etc., and the ones grown there are big and sweet.

The rice and wheat are also very fragrant.

Much of this harvest is accumulated in warehouses and cellars.

In addition to eating it for myself, a small amount of Wenxia was sold to the Chinese military and some were given to my parents.

If you want to sell, you can only sell these.

Fortunately, the new crop of crops is growing vigorously, and the next harvest is not far away.

Wen Xia didn't panic.

Compared with food, what I have the most in my hands are all kinds of fruits.

There are flowers and fruits on a fruit tree. There seems to be no four seasons here, and all processes are carried out at the same time.

There are fruits ripening every day, but because there is not enough to eat and they are too expensive to sell, most of them hang on vines and branches waiting to be picked.

After delivering some of them to Huaxia, there were still many hanging on the trees, so they can be highly recommended.

I prepared a lot of various vegetables before drying them, because fresh vegetables were harvested one after another and I never had the chance to eat them.

On the contrary, it accumulates more and more.

This thing is easy to eat. It can be eaten after being soaked in water and cooked. It can also supplement vitamins. I guess the federal army here will be interested in it.

Then there is the meat. There are only more than a hundred large frozen fish left in the ice cellar, which are used for emergencies and personal use.

In addition, there are frozen meat, bacon, cured fish, etc., and a batch can be produced for the time being.

This counts until midnight.

On the other side, Midiel led his men back to the tent and was not idle.

Almost immediately, we surveyed the place where this mysterious primitive man lived.

The scan results show that in addition to the ordinary creatures in the outermost layer, there are countless energy-active creatures in invisible places inside.

The one with the strongest energy is actually comparable to the star beasts in this world!
"It seems that Boss Wen also has a hobby of keeping wild animals in captivity!" said a soldier.

"A lot! Major General, do you think these beasts inside can be eaten? If so, we can buy more and raise them ourselves!" Another soldier was already thinking about the beautiful life in the future.

There is meat to eat every day. "You are stupid. Maybe this is Boss Wen's killer weapon! If Wen Xia, a primitive man, suddenly appears here, he must have some trump cards!"

Someone objected.

After all, Boss Wen is too mysterious. When he was patrolling in the past, this coordinate was a mountain.

Obviously, this Boss Wen appeared out of thin air.

Such space technology means have long surpassed the research on space by interstellar technology.

Without saying a word, Milton retained all the information and sent it back to the main fleet, leaving it to the commander for judgment.

After receiving the information, I had an idea and said calmly: "We have been stationed here for the past few days. When you patrol, take a look around and measure the specific coordinates. Everything else is as usual."

"Yes! Major General." The others nodded.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly smelled a strange smell.

This smell is very unfamiliar, but the smell makes people want to keep smelling it.

When the door was pushed open, everyone's eyes fell on the fruit plates in their arms.

"What, what is this?" one person asked, swallowing his saliva.

“Looks delicious, original plant!”

"It smells so good~ Well, this is what the original plant smells like..."

Several people closed their eyes in immersion.

Milton looked at Defoe, the leader, and his sharp eyes fell on his arms.

"Major General, hehe, this is the fruit plate that Boss Wen gave her in exchange for the space rings she got. Hey, tell me how outgoing she is and gave us so much fruit.

Oh yes, this is a peach, this is an apple, this is..."

Defoe talked a lot.

The soldiers behind him couldn't bear it any longer, and their saliva was dripping onto the ground.

Milton's brows moved, his expression relaxed a little, and he smiled: "Boss Wen is not a bad guy."

"Yes, I am young after all, but I am willing to give it up. Look, we have been given so many of such precious fruits. I saw that all the species in them were picked for us!"

Defoe said with a smile, approaching Milton, with some impatience in his eyes.

Milton reached out and picked up a piece of bright red watermelon, put it under his nose and smelled it carefully. The closer he got, the richer the sweetness with water vapor became.

He only felt that the fatigue of the past few days was gone.

In full view of everyone, Milton lowered his head slightly and bit.

Click.

There was a crisp sound, and the bright red flesh broke directly. The juice stained the cuffs of Milton's black military uniform and dripped to the ground.

Defoe glanced heartbrokenly, staring closely at the officer's expression.

Milton's expression relaxed, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It's delicious. This is a watermelon, right? Defoe, count how many brothers are present, and everyone should share the cuts equally. We must let everyone Taste them all. Save what you can and leave it for other brothers to taste."

As the commander of the battalion, with hundreds of soldiers under his command, Milton naturally thought about others.

There are so many fruits, it’s time to take them back for others to try.

Defoe also knew the way the chief did things, caring and equal to everyone.

Everyone is convinced of him. So he was not dissatisfied, but nodded happily: "No problem! I'll go right away!"

The fruits cut into pieces were quickly distributed to everyone's hands. The fruits were evenly divided into large and small pieces, and everyone could taste the same variety of fruits.

Because Wen Xia was not stingy, everyone in the more than fifty soldiers present could have a taste.

The sweet fruit gradually disappears in the mouth, but the sweet taste seems to still remain in the mouth.

Everyone couldn't help being greedy. After eating fruits and drinking a bottle of nutrient solution, they finally felt less greedy.

Just like drinking water to replace hunger, it is completely a psychological effect.

The intact fruits are neatly and carefully packed in transparent special containers, as if the apple of your eye has been placed in the safest place. There are also dedicated people on duty around it. A faint fruity aroma wafts out from the container, and anyone can smell it as long as they pass by. That rich, aromatic smell.

That night, countless people's eyes fell on Wuming Realm with curiosity or excitement, as if they saw a bright and beautiful future.

Even Milton, who had always been calm, stayed up all night and read books that recorded ancient history.

The sky outside the window was still dark. Wen Xia calculated the time and got up on time at six in the morning to prepare breakfast.

Taking advantage of this breakfast opportunity, Wen Xia prepared to promote his kimchi and various dried vegetables.

Fortunately, I was prepared to spend a lot of money to entertain this group of people.

Two large snowfish were taken out and soaked in the stream. After being briefly thawed, they were cut into pieces with a bone knife.

Take out the dried vegetables and set them aside for later use.

Heat a large pot of hot water. After boiling, add the washed dried vegetables. After all the vegetables are soaked, stir in the corn batter, then simmer over low heat. A pot of simple, sweet and thick batter is completed.

The sliced ​​snowfish meat is rich in fat. Stir-fry it with aniseed ingredients to remove the fishy smell and add color. Then add water and bring to a boil. Add the washed vermicelli and various dried vegetables, cover the pot and simmer.

When the flavors of fat and vegetables are combined, the big pot of seafood is completed.

A pile of sweet potatoes was placed in the stove fire in advance, and the hot flames and charcoal fire from the burning wood cooked them.

In order to avoid being too mushy, it was covered with a layer of sand to keep out the heat.

A simple and rich breakfast is complete.

Wen Xia wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at the door inadvertently, and was stunned for a moment.

She saw this group of federal soldiers acting like ignorant monkeys, their eyes staring straight at the stove fire in front of her.

I hate that the sensible person stuck at the door and didn't get closer, holding on to the little distance.

"Boss Wen! Are you done? Your craftsmanship is so good!"

What Hal reported was indeed correct, this craft is unique to the interstellar!
And the food, what good food, what a smell!
Defoe almost always paid attention to the whole process of Wen Xia's cooking, witnessing the transformation of various precious ingredients in her hands, and finally emitting a strange aroma.

Whether it’s the action of cooking or the process of handling these foods, it can be said that it is all first-hand information. If Boss Wen hadn’t stopped letting people in, he would have wanted to take pictures and record them on the spot!

"...It'll be ready soon. Could you please set the table?"

The table is a wooden table made in the wasteland world. Xiao Huihui and the others helped put all kinds of debris out early, but for safety reasons, no one left the Nameless Realm at night.

Defoe glanced at the debris on the ground with a suspicious look in his eyes. Is this a table?

It's too rough.

He didn't need to do it himself, there were many people to help, and a few soldiers fumbled around and finally pulled the table up.

I couldn't see through it, so I took a knife to correct it, while observing the workmanship of the table.

There are just a few metal buckles nailed in the middle. It is a simple wooden table made of old craftsmanship that has not been seen for thousands of years.