Let you go home and raise chickens, what the hell is this confinement center?

Chapter 104 Don’t be angry, this is not our student
The system gave 1000 seeds, and Lin Feng planted two of them among the seeds he bought online.

The rest were stored properly in the storage room according to the seed storage method taught to him by the students.

I plan to wait until this year is over and then plant on a large scale next year.

Lin Feng also has his own considerations.

Too much of a good thing at once can easily make people notice that something is wrong.

But if one or two variants appear occasionally, who can say anything?

There are so many varieties of peppers, and the heights, weights, and sizes of the plants vary greatly, which is completely different from wheat.

Lin Feng opened his online shopping history and searched for chili peppers.

Sure enough, there were round, pointed, big, small, sweet, spicy, and all that looked good.

It looks weird and is full of stuff.

There are about ten grains of each kind, or as few as three or two, and it takes up several pages.

It might really exist on the market, and Lin Feng bought all of them.

Lin Feng felt no guilt at all. When he bought the seeds, he was also waiting for them to mature so that he could share some knowledge with the majority of netizens.

Professor Xue also remembered the students' comments -

Brother Lin always buys some weird seeds.

He also went down to the fields to take a look.

Seriously, except for some hot pepper enthusiasts in the house.

Even in the professors' laboratories, there may not be so many new varieties.

"Xiao Lin, there are so many varieties of peppers. Can you tell them apart now?" Professor Lu asked while observing.

Lin Feng shook his head honestly and said, "No."

He met the professors' gazes and quickly defended himself, saying:

"It was fine at first. Then it rained hard and washed my tag away."

Who would have thought that paper labels were so fragile?

"I thought, anyway, I'll know the result after I wait for it."

"Besides, I don't plan to save the seeds. If you think it tastes good, please take note of the taste."

“There’s still time to buy new seeds next year.”

The more confident Lin Feng spoke, the more speechless the professors were.

Take a deep breath and don't get angry.

After all, these are not their students.

If this were their students, they would peel off three layers of skin.

Finally, the professors came out of the field.

Professor Li stamped the mud on his feet and asked:

"Xiao Lin, I remember you planted half an acre of colored potatoes, right?"

"Yes, Professor Xue taught Chen Yifan to plant it for me."

"Thank you so much."

Professor Li: The case is solved.

No wonder there was an acre of potato field that looked particularly messy.

As a result, they simply didn't know what to say.

If we don't let Xiao Lin do it, we're afraid that he will disturb the farmer's desire to learn.

Let him do it, he's a newbie, it really hurts their eyes.

It was fun when planting, but when harvesting potatoes, Chen Yifan had to hire a machine to dig out the potatoes he planted, and then sort and pick them manually.

That uneven piece of land could only be dug out bit by bit by him using a hoe.

I am a little tired, but it’s not that I can’t finish it.

It’s okay, you’ll understand next year.

Young man, suffering a loss is a blessing.

Lin Feng looked at the sudden change in expressions of the old professors in confusion, and inexplicably felt a chill down his spine.

That's not right, he shouldn't have revealed anything.

Forget it, forget it.

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At this week's market, there are obviously more merchants selling glutinous rice and rice dumplings leaves.

Many aunts and uncles were actively picking and choosing among the pile of rice dumplings leaves.

Fortunately, Lin Feng got some rice dumplings leaves from the system, which were enough for him to use.

He just needs to buy some sticky rice. If you know how to choose ingredients, you can definitely find gold among the crowd with your own vision.

Those who don’t know how to choose can just follow the old men and women and go to the house with the largest family.

As long as you ask the price, it’s not ridiculously cheap and the quality is generally good.

Lin Feng has the system bonus, so he will still be able to pick glutinous rice.

He walked quickly to an old man and squatted down.

The old man had a dark complexion and wrinkles all over his face, all signs of aging.

He had just seen that many people were attracted by the glutinous rice in front of the old man’s stall.

But he squatted down to take a look, asked the price and left.

"Uncle, how much is this glutinous rice?" he asked.

The old man glanced at Lin Feng, held up five fingers, and said in a hoarse voice:
"five yuan."

The glutinous rice in the sackcloth bag is white, round and crystal clear.

You can tell at first glance that this is a rare and good rice.

Lin Feng frowned, but the price was indeed too high.

Now at the market, the cheapest price of glutinous rice is ten yuan for three catties, and the normal price is four yuan per catty.

Uncle, this price is one dollar higher than the normal price.

No wonder those uncles and aunts who are best at living would ask for the price.

No matter how reluctant I was, I left quickly.

While others buy five kilograms for twenty yuan, they can buy four kilograms.

No matter how good the rice is, it's not cost-effective.

He put his hand deep under the rice bag and turned the glutinous rice inside up with great effort.

No adulteration, same quality.

It is really not much different from the high-quality glutinous rice given by the system.

"Young man, buy it with confidence."

"This is the glutinous rice that I grow at home, without any chemical fertilizers or pesticides."

"In such a good year, one acre of land only produces about 300 kilograms."

"These are the leftovers from what I couldn't finish at home. If you want to buy more later, you'll have to wait until fall."

The old man noticed Lin Feng's actions, and seemed to realize that Lin Feng really wanted to buy it, so he slowly began to introduce it.

Good things are easy to sell, there are always people willing to buy some to take home.

Even if you don’t make rice dumplings, it’s great for making rice.

He has been selling things in this location for many years and has many repeat customers.

Lin Feng picked up the bag of rice, which weighed about thirty pounds.

He nodded and said to the old man:
"I'll take them all, and you can give me a discount, sir."

The old man's originally leisurely expression became serious.

There was still some surprise in the look he gave Lin Feng.

"You want all this bag?"

The old man stammered and repeated what Lin Feng had just said.

He seemed to still be a little bit unbelieving.

"Ah."

Lin Feng nodded.

"Uncle, your glutinous rice is good. It's just left over after making rice dumplings. I can keep it to make glutinous rice or snacks. It won't be wasted."

He believed that as long as it tasted good, the twenty or so students in the cafeteria would be able to make it for him.

"Oh oh oh."

The old man clapped his hands, stood up, and at the moment when the veins on the back of his hands bulged, the sackcloth bag fell on the scale.

Electronic scale, clear and concise.

"It's a little over 32 kilograms. Young man, I'll charge you 30 kilograms, a total of 150 yuan, okay?"

"Row."

Lin Feng nodded, "Uncle, please give me this bag as well, otherwise I can't take it."

"Here you go, here you go."

The old man happily took the two bills handed over by Lin Feng.

I can go home early today, hehe!
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(End of this chapter)