Her Celestial Farm on the Scrapyard Planet novel Chapter 243

Chapter 243 Business as Usual

The moment the post went live on Starnet, it was like water splashing into scorching oil.

Old customers who had been refreshing the page nonstop, quietly backing the account despite all the noise, or still half doubtful but craving another bite, clicked in the second their devices chimed.

[It’s here! Tycoon Boss finally posted an update!]

[They’re setting up a stall tomorrow?! At Mercury Plaza?]

[20% off! Oh my god! I’m not imagining this, right? Everything is 20% off!]

[Hahaha! Boss is a total badass! This is a straight–up slap in the face to all those rumor spreaders!]

[Buy! We have to buy! I’m skipping work tomorrow! I’ll fake sick if I have to!]

[I’m bringing my parents! My aunt! My granduncle! I’m making all of them taste what real food is!]

[Supporting Boss! See you tomorrow! Girls, get your storage buttons ready!]

[Mercury Plaza, right? I’m lining up overnight! Let’s see who still dares say nobody wants Boss’s stuff!]

The Free Market section blew up instantly.

Cheers, support, and excited reservation comments flooded the feed, crushing the paid smear posts that were still pushing negativity.

Real, eager voices filled with anticipation and the memory of good food, completely drowned out the empty slander.

A lot of neutral netizens who had been sitting on the fence were drawn in too, drawn by the direct response and the very real discount.

Someone cautiously commented: [Is it really that good? It can actually help repair mental power?]

What answered him was wave after wave of firsthand proof from loyal customers.

[I’ve been eating Boss’s potatoes for half a month. Here’s my before–and–after Mental Power Damage Assessment result [image]. See for yourself!]

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[It’s seriously that good! If it isn’t, I’ll shave my head and eat my device!]

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[Come to Mercury Plaza tomorrow. I’ll buy you a strawberry. One bite and you’ll understand!]

Back at the farm, many people with devices had been nervously following everything happening on Starnet.

Erin was one of them.

The moment she saw what was going on in the Free Market, She immediately shouted excitedly to everyone working nearby.

“Ms. Schofield posted! She’s opening tomorrow! A ton of old customers don’t believe the nonsense on Starnet at all. They’re all saying they’re coming to snap things up.!”

Peter, Selina, Tasha, and the other kids rushed over right away, their faces glowing with excitement.

Fiona and Tiffany exchanged a look, and both saw the same spark of hope in each other’s eyes.

Even the workers from the nearby labor camp, Issac, Milo, Hank, and the others, who had been listening quietly, couldn’t help clenching their fists and smiling. If the farm thrived, they would benefit too. They all understood that now.

Elizabeth stepped forward, met those bright, shining eyes, and skipped any unnecessary talk. Her command came out clean and firm: “You all saw the notice. Tomorrow, 9 a.m., Mercury Plaza. Business as usual. Right now, everyone, move to the planting zones-”

She swept one arm through the air, her voice clear and strong across the whole farm.

“Harvest the potatoes, sweet potatoes, and strawberries as much as you can! Tasha, you take the kids to the strawberry patch. Handle them gently and watch the quality! Peter, you take one team to the potato fields! Tyson, lead another team to the sweet potato fields! Tiffany, you and Melton Powell take everyone from the labor camp and handle sorting, bagging, and transport! Move!”

“Yes!” The unified shout rang through the farm, carrying a level of morale they had never had before.

Like a machine pushed to full speed, the entire farm burst into action.

Tasha led the children into the strawberry field, carefully parting the leaves and picking the plump red berries one by one, placing them gently into padded baskets.

Peter and a group of older boys charged into the potato field like unleashed tigers.

Hoes flew, and one large potato after another came up from the soil. The people behind them

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