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Chapter 133 Hiring Tools

"If Dog Bro knew we could ship the goods, he'd probably buy up all this refined rice in one go."

Si Dongquan brought the crushed rice grains to his nose again, took a deep breath of the rice aroma mixed with the fragrance of herbs and trees, and his smile deepened.

"We'll make money, and we can also use the reputation of this 'fine rice' to promote our 'Dongdong Grain Shop' among gamers."

Upon hearing this, Nian Dongjian couldn't help but laugh. She stood up, brushed the bits of grass off her clothes, and turned her gaze back to the golden waves of rice.

"We can't sell them all. We need to pick out the superior varieties and plant a new crop."

"Do you even need to tell me? Hurry up, the rice is perfectly ripe. If you wait another two days, the wind will probably blow the grains away."

As Si Dongquan spoke, he took out two wooden sickles that he had prepared in advance from his cloth bag.

This is a tool they polished with hardwood in advance when they sensed that the rice was about to mature.

Although the blade is not as sharp as iron, it is exceptionally easy to cut rice stalks without damaging the roots of the rice ears.

"You start cutting from this end of the field, and I'll cut from the other end."

Si Dongquan handed a sickle to Nian Dongjian, then bent down, grasped a rice stalk, and gently sliced ​​the sickle along the ground.

With a soft rustling sound, the rice stalks obediently fell into his arms, heavy and warm from the sun.

"After you've finished harvesting, bundle them into small bunches and let them dry on the edge of the field. Then, Hua Lingyun won't need to hire anyone; we can carry them back to the house ourselves."

Nian Dongjian took the sickle and, imitating Si Dongquan's movements, grasped a rice stalk. The moment his fingertips touched the stalk, he could clearly feel the full tension of the grains inside the husk.

They bent over, transforming into two high-powered harvesters, busy in the rice fields.

The rustling sound of sickles cutting through rice stalks, the soft rustling of rice ears falling into one's arms, and the occasional whispers intertwine to create a gentle harvest melody.

After all, since they started playing the game, they have spent most of their game time on these "experimental fields," and their levels are indeed not high.

Even at a single-digit level, this level of physical ability makes harvesting rice a breeze.

That evening.

Upon receiving the message, Brother Dog and his old buddies hurriedly came to the door.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast long shadows over the Xishi tribe. Si Dongquan and Nian Dongjian had just put the bundles of carefully selected "superior" rice ears into the earthenware jars inside the house when a series of hurried and chaotic footsteps came from outside the courtyard gate, accompanied by shouts that could be heard from afar.

"Old Dong! I heard your rice is ripe?!"

Dog Brother's voice arrived before he did.

He hadn't changed out of his battle-ready armor, and a dozen or so other players, equally travel-worn, followed behind him, their eyes gleaming with eager anticipation, like hungry wolves smelling meat.

The spring scenery on campus also carries an expectant look in its eyes.

Although he is currently the top player in the entire server, how could he refuse if leveling up could be easier?

The door wasn't closed.

Si Dongquan greeted him with a smile, pointing to several large baskets of rice piled in the corner of the stone house that hadn't been threshed yet. He then mysteriously lifted the straw covering them and said, "Brother Gou, you guys are really well-informed! You arrived less than an hour after we brought them back."

Dog Brother strode over to the rice basket and grabbed a handful of freshly threshed rice.

The rough grain husks rubbed together in his palm, making a crisp sound.

He leaned closer and smelled it, his previously skeptical gaze instantly turning fervent: "Yes, yes, this is it."

The players behind him instantly surrounded him, some even swallowing hard.

In this early, resource-scarce phase of the game, refined rice, which can fill your stomach and serve as a raw material for Blood Qi Pills, is hard currency and a strategic resource even more important than equipment.

"Old Dong, let's not beat around the bush." ​​Dog Brother turned around, his face full of a fawning smile, his eyes occasionally glancing at the pile of rice. "I want this batch. All of it! The price is negotiable; I'll offer double the spiritual energy, how about that?"

The number of players is gradually increasing at this stage.

As long as he has the raw materials, he believes he can easily find a large number of players willing to exchange game time for money.

You don't need many, just ten players.

If each person refines one Blood Qi Pill for him every day, and he consumes them all, he can level up ten levels in a single day.

Meatball reached out and grabbed a few grains of unhulled rice, weighed them in his palm, and clicked his tongue in amazement: "Wheat has ripened thousands of times, but this is the first time I've eaten wheat in a game."

Si Dongquan glanced at him without saying a word, too lazy to explain the difference between wheat and rice.

The campus in springtime stretched out a thumbs-up in front of them: "The wheat has ripened thousands of times, and we've eaten wheat thousands of times."

"Are you just staying here and teleporting?"

The meat pouch choked a little, and its expression turned unfriendly: "That's delicious."

The two men's idle chatter did not affect the completion of the deal.

One party is willing to buy, and the other party is willing to sell.

Dog Brother and Si Dongquan quickly agreed on a price.

However, considering that if they traded using spiritual essence, Si Dongquan would eventually have to exchange the spiritual essence for money, he decided to go all the way and directly propose to settle the transaction with real-world currency.

One pound of polished rice costs twenty yuan.

Both parties were satisfied with the price.

Dog Brother and Si Dongquan logged off at the same time, and after completing the transfer, they logged back on one after the other.

The money and goods were exchanged.

Dog Brother and his group turned around and carried several baskets of fine rice to the center of the open space.

This is precisely when the number of players in the tribe is at its highest.

Their group attracted the attention of many players.

Dog Brother stood in front of the baskets of refined rice, took a deep breath, and then shouted, "Hiring Blood Qi Pill Refiners! Salary negotiable!"

Although she was actually a tool, a little black slave, that's definitely not the right way to put it.

Replacing it with a Blood Qi Pill refiner sounds much more high-end.

Hearing what Dog Bro shouted, many players curiously gathered around to find out what was going on.

To be honest, the benefits offered by Dog Brother are quite good.

The "Little Black Slave" doesn't require any extra preparation, is not limited by level, and even provides the Blood Qi Pill refining method and materials for free.

Although the process is done by time and piece, players can basically refine one Blood Qi Pill a day, which is equivalent to earning two hundred yuan a day.

It's important to know that players primarily play games at night in real life.

Before this game, everyone could only sleep peacefully, which is equivalent to having an extra source of income.

This price is so attractive that it's hard to resist, not just for student gamers, but even for working professionals.

Dog Bro originally only thought that recruiting ten or so players would be enough, but he never expected everyone to be so enthusiastic, with the sound of signing up everywhere.

Dog Bro's face was beaming with joy; at least he remembered to maintain order.

"Don't rush, don't rush, everyone gets a share."