Chapter 2155 The Miraculous Daily Life of Harvest Farm 25

In the kitchen of the wooden house, the magic mushroom elf stood on tiptoe on a wooden stool, and the small mushroom on top of its head trembled with the sound of talking.

“The wood ash should be made from burned spirit oak and sifted three times, so that the powder is fine enough to float in the air.” He pushed a can of grayish-white powder in front of Lin Mian, his cheeks flushed and his voice as thin as a mosquito.

"You, you try it..."

Lin Mian stared at the bubbling crucible. The flame was a dark blue color that Terra had ignited using elven magic. It had no temperature at all, and even the surging waves were cool.

He was a little nervous. He scooped a spoonful of wood ash, and his wrist was shaking, so half of the ash fell off before it touched the medicine.

"Ouch!" The magic mushroom was so anxious that its cap was shaking. "You can only add ash when the liquid medicine turns amber. If you add it now, the pot will explode!"

Jinchen leaned against the door frame with his arms folded, and suddenly laughed: "What are you afraid of? If it's fried, you can boil another pot."

Lin Mian glared at him, but saw a hint of smile in his green eyes.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to do it well. This is much harder than cooking." Lin Mian said dejectedly.

Jinchen walked closer and squeezed the back of his neck to relax him, "You have talent, trust me."

"Okay, I'll try again."

Lin Mian took a deep breath and followed the magic mushroom's instructions to stir the liquid clockwise. He slid the wooden spoon through the sticky liquid and gradually became fully focused.

Three hours later, a potion glowing with a moon-white glow solidified in the crucible.

Lin Mian wiped his sweat and turned around to see Jinchen playing with the newly grown magic mushrooms with his fingertips, scaring the elf so much that he huddled in the corner of the hammock and dared not move.

“It’s time to bless.” Lin Mian held the crucible in front of him.

Magic Mushroom and Terra both agreed that in order for the potion to have the best effect, the blessing of God's Messenger was absolutely indispensable.

Jinchen frowned and took a half step back, as if avoiding something dirty.

"I do not want."

Lin Mian looked at him with confusion, "Why?"

"I just don't want it."

Jinchen pushed the crucible away, kissed Lin Mian and hid in his room.

"I... I don't know why." Magic Mushroom shook his head and hid in the hammock.

Lin Mian blinked blankly and decided to ask Terra.

In the yard, Terra, who was sitting on the new swing counting ducks, thought about it for a long time after hearing Jinchen's reaction, and shook her head.

A bard holding a harp passed by, and Lin Mian finally got the answer.

Cronie smiled in a filthy way and plucked a string every time he spoke, as if he was accompanying himself.

"The blessings of the Lord of God usually come in two forms."

A burst of passionate harp music.

"And because of the limitations of the human world, there is only one method left that can be used: tears."

Lin Mian was stunned for a moment, "Are you going to make Jinchen cry?"

Then he would rather not bless the orchard.

“Hmm…” Kroni suddenly twisted his body and hugged the harp, blinking at Lin Miandan, “You can cry for any emotion, whether you are happy or sad or scared, then I think it’s refreshing…”

"Okay Cronie, this won't do."

Lin Mian's ears suddenly felt hot and he quickly interrupted before the sentence was finished.

Terra suggested: "Maybe the onions in the kitchen can help."

But who would dare to use onions to attack the Lord Messenger of God?

Terra and Kroni looked at Lin Mian at the same time, "A human being from the God's messenger."

Lin Mian: “…”

It ended with Lin Mian carrying an onion in the room, and coming out with her eyes red from being kissed, with tears blessed by the Lord God's Messenger.

These three precious tears kept Lin Mian tormented for the entire afternoon.

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After the pesticide was sprayed, the black and smelly soil in the orchard recovered visibly every day, and the fruit trees regained their vitality.

The experts called it incredible, but they were unable to pry the method out of this mysterious farmer.

After the orchard land recovered its vitality, the reputation of Harvest Farm once again spread throughout the village and even attracted tourists from surrounding scenic spots.

Every day, curious people stand outside the farm fence and look in wonder at the lush crops and brilliant fantasy scenery between the ridges.

Some people held up their cameras to take pictures, and some asked through the fence: "Can we go in and take a look? We are willing to pay!"

Lin Mian was a little hesitant at first, because the farm was not a scenic spot after all, but the enthusiasm of the tourists made him start to think seriously.

After discussing with Jinchen, one evening they knocked on the door of Uncle Li, the owner of the farm stay, with a basket of freshly picked strawberries.

Uncle Li was sitting in the yard shelling edamame. When he saw Lin Mian and Jin Chen, he immediately stood up with a smile and said, "Oh, the hero of Hope Village is here! I heard that the farm is more lively than the scenic spot now?"

Lin Mian scratched his head: "Uncle Li, please stop making fun of me... Recently, people have been asking if they can come in for dinner and visit. Do you think this is reliable?"

Jinchen handed over the strawberry and said, "Our boss has no experience in dealing with tourists, so we came to learn from you."

Uncle Li pinched a strawberry and put it in his mouth, his eyes lit up.

"Sweet! If you ask me, it's a waste not to make this money."

He leaned in closer and muttered to the two people in a low voice, "The 'rural experience' project set up by the people in the scenic area charges 488 yuan per person, just picking two baskets of vegetables and fruits for people, and then checking in, and it's still very popular."

"Your farm is like a fairyland. Even though the price is 888, people are still rushing to come here!"

Lin Mian waved his hands quickly: "Wouldn't that be overcharging the customer? I just wanted to see if I could cooperate with you."

Jinchen understood and took out the farm map hand-drawn by the exploitation elves and placed it on the table. There were even a few Zero's paw prints on it.

Lin Mian drew the outline of the edge area on the map and said seriously: "Uncle Li, my idea is that the farmhouse should send a few chefs to work on the farm and be responsible for the catering of tourists."

"Your farmhouse is well-known, so we will make it your branch. We will build a small garden on the edge of the farm and put tables and chairs there as a dining area and check-in area."

Jinchen continued, "This place is backed by a mountain spring, next to a vegetable field, and you can also go fishing and barbecue."

“Tourists can pick fruits and vegetables here and hand them over directly to the chefs for cooking. The ingredients are absolutely fresh.”

Lin Mian: "As for the profits, we'll split it 50-50."

Uncle Li squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "Good idea! But the chef's wages have to be deducted from the commission, and I'll add some of my signature stew and secret barbecue sauce to the recipe."

Lin Mian smiled and nodded: "No problem."

Jinchen rolled up the map and thought about the amount of work that needed to be done, feeling a little overwhelmed.

After saying goodbye to Uncle Li, on the way home, Jinchen held Lin Mian's hand and suddenly shook it, suggesting: "Kun Kun, I think we should hire a few more helpers."

"Or we can keep Terra as a regular employee and then recruit elves from the forest to help us."

Now that Lin Mian no longer worries about the help of magic, the yard of the wooden house is full of lights and colors all day long, which is really not suitable for the addition of human helpers.

And as a bard, Crone was one they all knew he wouldn't stay long.

Lin Mian thought about it carefully, then suddenly smiled, looked up and kissed the corner of Jin Chen's lips, "Are you too tired recently?"

Jinchen once said that it would be best if other elves and humans did not disturb them.

"Yeah." Jin Chen said seriously, "And you are also very tired."

I'm so busy that I refuse to do bedtime exercises with him at night.

Lin Mian somehow understood what he meant and glared at him angrily, "You are asking for too much."

"Yeah."

Jinchen doesn't think so.

However, the matter of hiring elves to help was finalized.