Her Celestial Farm on the Scrapyard Planet novel Chapter 126

Chapter 126 Pick Us

That actually made her a bit excited.

On the other hand, the remaining 3.8 acres were all strawberries!

Right now, they were definitely the farm’s star crop.

Each strawberry carried 200 to 300 seeds.

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She had started from just two rotten strawberries she’d found. First, she planted them on 0.06 acres, and from there, the seeds just kept multiplying nonstop.

Once she realized that a single strawberry could sell for a sky–high price of 100 stellar coins, she didn’t worry at all about expanding the strawberry fields.

In her mind, stopping at 3.8 acres was already holding back enough.

The real issue was manpower. Clearing land just wasn’t keeping up with how fast the seeds multiplied.

Compared to the massive spiritual fields she’d had in her previous life, these plots barely counted.

But she knew it was only a matter of time.

“Alright, kids!” Elizabeth clapped her hands and called out to the children picking up stones. “Gather around! I’ve got a job for you. Pick all the bright red peppers and bean pods in this section. Leave the rest alone. Got it?”

“Got it!” The children cheered happily. Led by Selina and Timothy, they ran off toward the pepper and bean pod fields with their little baskets, chattering nonstop.

Paul and his mother joined in as well.

Once the kids were settled, Elizabeth looked over at Tiffany, who was checking on how Sub and the others had done.

Elizabeth said directly, “Tiffany, split half the people off to work full–time on turning the soil.”

Tiffany nodded immediately. “Getting ready for the next crop batch?”

“Exactly.” Elizabeth’s eyes swept over the trembling free laborers. “We’re running out of cleared land. Tell them to hurry and finish the rest of the wasteland.”

“Got it,” Tiffany said, walking over to the crew and calling out names and jobs.

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of turning the soil, Isaac, Milo, and the others shot their hands up without hesitation. Some even looked almost excited.

“Pick us, Mrs. Loffe! We can handle it!”

“That’s right! We’ve been secretly watching how people work the soil–we totally got this!”

And they weren’t just bragging.

They had actually been sneaking glances at how the townsfolk in Hope Town worked the fields, learning every little thing.

They knew it was way tougher than sorting through trash.

But somehow, they felt sure about it.

Here, hard work came with fair rewards.

The tougher the job, the more recognition, maybe even better treatment.

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