After being universally criticized online, he cultivates immortality and farms to lead his motherlan

Chapter 5: These sweet potato leaves are also for sale!

"Do you want me to clear up Gu Yan's name for you online?" Zhang Nan asked excitedly, her fighting spirit burning fiercely. She straightened her back, waved her hand, and said, "Give me the screenshots and evidence, and I'll fight for you right away, sister!"

The last time Zhang Nan was full of fighting spirit was ten years ago when he fought against Planet Fan as a Clover.

Jian Ning shook her head and denied it: "No."

She pointed towards the balcony and smiled, "I wanted you to take some sweet potato leaves with you so I could give them to the people around you."

"what?"

Zhang Nan really didn't expect that Ningning not only didn't worry about her own affairs, but also had her on her mind the whole time.

These sweet potato leaves are so delicious, let her take them and give them to the people around her.

"Ningning, you're so good to me."

Zhang Nan was deeply moved.

Jian Ning: "..."

In the end, Jian Ning took an extra-large convenience bag and picked a bag full of sweet potato leaves, which Zhang Nan took away with gratitude and joy.

Jian Ning was left alone in the room again, and the afternoon felt too long.

Jian Ning continued her research on the technique "Slightly Applying Clouds and Rain".

This kind of thing is too complicated to exist in the mind. It's like the last big question on a math test. The answer is right in front of you, but you still don't know where it came from.

Moreover, spells don't always succeed; seven or eight out of ten times, there's no reaction at all.

Jian Ning was also puzzled.

She wasn't particularly bright; she was never one of the top students in her class, always maintaining average to above-average grades.

Now, the only foolish way she can think of to master the techniques is to practice more.

Just like the old method of using a sea of ​​questions in the senior year of high school.

She became the dark horse of her class in her senior year of high school and was admitted to her dream university.

There is no other way but diligence.

Despite the limited number of successful attempts at "Lightly Applying Clouds and Rain" throughout the afternoon, many new sweet potato leaves were still created.

It wasn't until her stomach rumbled with hunger and her head started spinning that Jian Ning realized it was already dark outside.

There was still a lot of leftover food from lunch, so she heated it up to prepare for dinner.

The system suddenly popped up.

[Gained the approval of sect disciples 3/100]

Jian Ning thought that the sweet potato leaves that Nan Nan sent out must have had an effect.

But this progress is still too slow.

Jian Ning's gaze fell on the sweet potato leaves, and she had a new plan in mind.
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It was early morning, just as dawn was breaking.

The bustling farmers' market was filled with people coming and going.

Besides the neatly arranged stalls inside, there were also many farmers selling vegetables on both sides of the road outside the entrance, using burlap sacks as mats on the ground.

Most of them are elderly people who were relocated due to demolition, and they grow their own seasonal vegetables.

Among the group of elderly men and women, there was a stranger.

"Young lady, I've never seen you before. Is this your first time selling vegetables?" The old lady selling eggplants next to her asked familiarly.

Jian Ning, dressed in a low-key gray casual outfit, nodded and responded softly, "Mhm."

The old lady teased, "You're selling just these few bunches of sweet potato leaves? Don't you find it hard work?"

Jian Ning: "..." He laughed awkwardly twice.

The old lady wasn't short of money, so she just wanted to find something to do. She had only cultivated a small plot of land, but since she couldn't finish growing enough vegetables, she decided to sell them.

She has a granddaughter who is about the same age as Jian Ning in front of her, but it's impossible for her to let her granddaughter come out with her to sell vegetables. Her granddaughter would be too embarrassed to do so.

The old lady, wanting to encourage the young man before her, asked, "How much are your sweet potato leaves?"

Jian Ning stretched out her fair and slender fingers, raising all five to the ground, and asked for a price: "Five yuan a bunch." She had done market research and knew that this price was very cost-effective; she wasn't worried about selling them.

"Your price is quite reasonable. This amount of sweet potato leaves costs eight yuan a bunch." The old lady took out a five-yuan bill from her pocket and handed it to her: "Give me a bunch."

Jian Ning took the money, put a bunch of sweet potato leaves tied with a rubber band into a plastic bag, and handed the bag over.

"Thank you, it's delicious, I'll buy it again next time."

The old lady chuckled at her words, "You little girl, you have a knack for business."

That's how business is; if you don't open for business, no one will come for half a day, but once you open, customers come in droves.

Someone passing by might ask, and if they hear the price is cheap, they'll buy one.

When someone buys eggplants from the neighboring stall, they glance at the sweet potato leaves, which look fresh and green, and when they ask the price, they'll often buy a bunch.

Ten bunches of sweet potato leaves were sold out in less than an hour.

Jian Ning folded up the small stool she was sitting on, picked it up, and prepared to leave.

The old lady greeted her, "Hey, young lady, are you coming again tomorrow? Do you want me to save you a seat?"

"Thank you again. If I had arrived earlier, I would have saved you a seat too." Jian Ning waved goodbye without being polite.

She planned to go to the supermarket and exchange more change on her, since there were hardly any young people buying groceries in the morning; the elderly mostly used paper money.

Someone gave her fifty dollars today, but she couldn't even break it.

The kind old lady next door who sells eggplants helped her exchange the money.

Then put the price of '5 yuan per bunch' on a cardboard box, and it should sell much better than it did today.

Ten bunches of sweet potato leaves cost almost nothing, but you can make a net profit of 50.

The outcome of the task is unknown, but the satisfaction of earning money by selling vegetables has greatly reduced Jian Ning's anxiety about not having enough money to move.

The old lady sold out of eggplants, said goodbye to her old acquaintances, and left.

Back home, it's time to make lunch.

Houses in the northern part of the city are very expensive. Although the old lady has several houses in the suburbs, the transportation here is convenient, so the whole family lives in this large five-bedroom apartment.

The family is not short of money; the son and daughter-in-law do not work and just stay at home to speculate on stocks.

My granddaughter graduated more than two years ago, and she couldn't stick with any of her jobs for more than a few months. This year, she's been working as a beauty blogger at home.

After preparing the meal, the old lady knocked on each door and called out to everyone.

I called out once but there was no response. As usual, I had to call out several more times before I got a response.

The granddaughter's impatient voice came through the door, "Okay, okay, Grandma, stop knocking. I'll come out after I finish this game."

The son came out of the bathroom, glanced at his mother's face, and knocked hard on the bedroom door twice.

"Sun Qianqian, come out quickly! I've called you so many times for dinner!"

Sun Qianqian watched as her character in the game died another life. Holding her phone, she opened the door and walked out, grumbling impatiently, "Grandma's cooking is no good. I'm going out with Jiajia to go shopping and get something to eat later. You don't need to worry about me."

The old lady lowered her eyes, a fleeting look of disappointment crossing her face, before forcing a smile. "What dishes does Qianqian like to eat? Grandma will buy them and cook them for you, okay?"

Sun Qianqian plopped down on the sofa, her spoiled nature causing her to blurt out, "No need, everything you do tastes the same."

The daughter-in-law came out of the room, holding an iPad and reading a novel. She casually said, "What's wrong with you? You're not allowed to go anywhere today. Stay home and behave yourself."

The old lady stopped her, saying, "It's alright, let Qianqian eat whatever she likes outside. Let's eat together."

Sun Qianqian's fingers flew across the keyboard as she played the game, ignoring them completely.

The son complained, "You spoil her."

The old lady didn't say anything more.

The table was laden with a sumptuous spread of four dishes and a soup.

A plate of Kung Pao Chicken, a plate of Stir-fried Mushrooms with Vinegar, a plate of Stir-fried Lamb with Scallions, a bowl of Hot and Sour Soup, and on the side, a plate of unremarkable Stir-fried Sweet Potato Leaves.

(End of this chapter)