Chapter 39

He casually placed an order for a portion.

Working overtime until the early morning, Wang Tao was both sleepy and tired. When he got home, he saw the chicken-heart persimmons that had already been delivered at the door. He casually brought them inside without giving it much thought.

He searched through the house but couldn’t find anything to eat. He then opened the box of chicken-heart persimmons, took one out, and bit into it.

With the first bite, he was truly surprised by the taste. It reminded him of persimmons he had eaten before, yet it was somehow different. He couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was different, but it definitely tasted very good.

He thought to himself, this seller wasn’t completely exaggerating. Although it wasn’t as amazing as advertised, the taste was definitely worth the price, so he decided not to complain.

Hungry to the point where his stomach was pressing against his back, he ate three persimmons in one go, suddenly realizing that he was feeling more awake and energetic.

A sense of unprecedented lightness spread through his body, and he felt like he could work through the whole night.

It was strange—this persimmon seemed to have magical properties.

He ate another one, and once again, he felt entirely relaxed, in a better state than ever before.

Unlike the usual forced energy from coffee, at that moment, he truly felt like his entire body was brimming with vitality.

In the next moment, he quickly opened the Taobao webpage, found the link where he had purchased the persimmons before, and placed an order in a frenzy, deciding to stock up on thirty pounds first.

Then, he went crazy promoting this chicken-heart persimmon in his WeChat moments.

It was both delicious and refreshing, and anyone who bought it would know.

This kind of situation was happening in many places.

Many people bought it out of curiosity or to debunk the hype, but in the end, they were all hooked!

And then came the mad promotions.

One person saying it’s good doesn’t count, but when a group of people says it’s good, then it’s truly good.

The chicken-heart persimmons became a sensation overnight, selling out everywhere!

Everyone wanted to try these miraculous persimmons.

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Gu Qinghuan had no idea that his agricultural product was about to go viral across the internet. At that moment, he was nervously making his way through the mountains with a wooden stick in hand, constantly alert to his surroundings.

She went to places rarely visited by people, increasing the chances of finding good things.

Wherever others had already passed, she didn’t even bother trying. It wasn’t an exaggeration to say it was like “plucking feathers from a passing goose.” Any edible thing would have already been thoroughly picked, down to the roots.

She relied on her skill and courage, along with the protection of space, to dare navigate through the dangerous mountains.

Unlike Lin Xiaomeng, who had the luck to back her up, she had encountered plenty of dangers along the way.

She had seen an adult leopard eating a lone rabbit.

She had also come across a group of wild boars foraging for food.

Fortunately, it was her space that allowed her to narrowly escape.

However, she had also gathered quite a lot along the way.

She directly stored a large expanse of red pine forest into her space. The pine cones above hid plump pine nuts, which she would slowly harvest when she got back.

After taking the pine trees, Gu Qinghuan scattered the fallen red pine seeds across the ground in that area, then watered them with spiritual spring water, believing that next year, a whole forest of red pines would sprout.

In addition to the red pines, there were two wild lingzhi mushrooms as big as a face.

She also found four monkey head mushrooms.

A patch of schizandra trees.

Four wild blueberry trees.

She recognized them as blueberry trees from the leftover fruit residue on the ground. The blueberries were out of season, and the trees had nothing left on them now. She decided to take them into the space to nurture them, and next year, she would be able to enjoy fresh blueberries.

But she didn’t take everything—she didn’t uproot the few remaining blueberry saplings. Instead, she watered them with a handful of spiritual spring water.

Of course, she also took the fruit trees that were still in season: five pear trees, three hawthorn trees, two jujube trees, and two large wild grape vines.

These trees were bearing fruit, so she took them all with her.

This winter, she would have frozen pears and candied hawthorns. The grapes could be used for wine or eaten directly, and the jujubes were great for nourishing energy and blood.

As usual, she left behind the seeds of life for them, ensuring that new fruit trees would grow next year. This was the sustainable way to develop.

After transplanting all the plants into her space, Gu Qinghuan watered them evenly with spiritual spring water, ensuring that they would grow even better and tastier in a few days before she would harvest them.

Her harvest from the plants was quite bountiful, but the meat she had been craving had shown no progress.

There were indeed plenty of wild chickens and rabbits deep in the mountains, and if she wasn’t careful, she would see them running past her.

But the problem was, even walking was hard for her, let alone catching wild game. She could only watch them longingly from afar.

Although spiritual spring water had an attraction for animals, she didn’t dare to use it.

This was already deep in the mountains, and if it attracted too many large animals, it could cause a commotion. If anything went wrong, she wouldn’t be able to escape unscathed today.

Better to be cautious—she would think of a way to solve it later. After all, she still had enough meat at home. The refrigerator in the villa was stocked with supplies, and if that ran out, she could always buy something from the vending machine.

No need to risk her life just for a taste of wild meat.

It was tempting to get something for free, but she had to stay alive to enjoy it.

It was almost time to head back. She had wandered too far and still had to walk for another hour to get home. By the time she arrived, it would likely be dark.

Thinking of this, Gu Qinghuan couldn’t help but quicken her pace.

“Bang!”

She had been walking too fast and tripped over a rotten wooden post, her head crashing into something she couldn’t identify.

Fortunately, it wasn’t a rock, or else she would have had a big bump on her forehead.

Gu Qinghuan touched her forehead and pulled off a sticky, gooey substance.

It turned out to be wood ear mushrooms.

Upon closer inspection, she saw several decaying linden tree trunks on the ground, densely covered with black wood ears.

This was the real deal—wild black wood ears, a rare find.

Black wood ear mushrooms were known as “food aspirin.” and they had no side effects. They were beneficial for cholesterol, blood clots, coronary heart disease, and other health issues.

At the same time, black wood ear mushrooms were also known as the body’s cleaner, with strong adsorptive properties. Regular consumption of black wood ears could help clear the digestive tract and cleanse the stomach and intestines.

Gu Qinghuan immediately felt like she had stumbled upon treasure, collecting all the linden tree trunks on the ground into her space.

Perhaps because she had been focused on looking for fruit trees and had been nervous while heading up the mountain, she hadn’t noticed that this linden forest was full of rotting linden trees, all covered with black wood ears.

As she walked, she kept finding more and adding them to her space.

By the time she was near home, it was already completely dark.

Inside her space, there was now a batch of schizandra. Gu Qinghuan directly picked them all and hung them in the vending machine for sale, totaling 1,320 pounds.

In the end, only one sack of schizandra was left, which she carried on her shoulder to bring home.

She also took off her coat and packed it with some of the chicken-heart persimmons, chestnuts, and wrapped some of the black wood ears in leaves.

With her hands full of harvest, Gu Qinghuan reached the doorstep, just about to knock, when suddenly the door opened from the inside.

The two children rushed out. Bei Bei happily called out: “Mom, you’re finally back!”

Zhong Zijun also smiled as he followed behind: “Why are you back so late? These two have been standing at the door since before it got dark, peering through the door crack, waiting eagerly for you.”

“I got a bit carried away, but I found all these.” Gu Qinghuan pointed to her clothes. “I’ll clean them up after dinner.”

“Oh, there’s also persimmons and red dates. Alright, you’re tired, right? Come on, let’s eat. I steamed some three-combo buns and made some cold potato salad.” Zhong Zijun said as he hurried into the house to set the table.

She had gradually gotten used to doing everything with one hand, and now, cooking was much easier than it had been in the Cattle Shed.

Gu Qinghuan placed the sack of schizandra in the courtyard, washed her hands, and then took the two children into the house.

“Mom, today Grandma taught us arithmetic and how to write our names. I’ve learned it all!” Da Bao proudly reported.

Bei Bei, being younger and afraid of being outshone by her older brother, quickly added: “Grandma said I’m great too, and I even helped Grandma make buns!”

Gu Qinghuan ruffled both of their little heads. “You’re both amazing! Come on, let’s eat.”