Shen Lu was a novice among novices when it came to growing vegetables. ’I suspect this pot of green onions managed to sprout with little help from me,’ she thought. ’It was probably thanks to the buried kitchen scraps and the water provided by the system.’
But of course, she wouldn’t say any of this to Li Qin. She just feigned a look of bewilderment and nodded.
"Is that so? Maybe it’s one of those things that can’t appreciate the finer things in life. It might not adapt well to overly perfect growing conditions."
Li Qin was amused. "You might actually have a point there."
"I’ll put it in the backyard."
"Okay."
Shen Lu carried the small pot of green onions to the backyard. Yang Jing was tilling the soil and, seeing her approach, thought she had instructions, so she hurried over.
"Perfect timing, Mom. Plant this pot of green onions and then give them some water."
"Huh? But... I don’t know how to plant anything," Yang Jing said, a little afraid she would ruin her daughter’s green onions.
"It’s very simple. Just find a spot in the soil you tilled today, dig a hole, take the green onions out of the pot with all their soil, bury them in the hole, and water them. That’s it."
Ever since Shen Lu discovered the magical properties of the ingredients from the System Mall, she had applied to the street administration office to have a water pipe connected.
The pipe was small, and the water bill was quite expensive, but for the sake of cover, Shen Lu had to use a mix of both water sources.
The Liu Family used the local water from the backyard tap, which could also be used for watering vegetables. After all, the soil was good soil, so it didn’t really matter if the water was good or not.
Focused on the task, Yang Jing carefully took the pot of green onions from Shen Lu.
Shen Lu returned to the shop to find Li Qin happily munching on an almond tuile. CRUNCH, CRUNCH.
’Mmm... Just as I’d thought, this little snack is delicious!’
’The tea is also wonderfully fragrant and smooth, not at all the poor-quality flavor I had expected.’
"Shen Lu, you’re a really amazing cook," Li Qin praised her sincerely.
Shen Lu was already used to hearing this. Pretty much anyone who ate her food praised it.
"Thank you. I’m glad you like it."
"It’s much better than the afternoon tea provided at the research institute." After finishing the one in her hand, Li Qin dabbed her mouth primly. "May I take the rest with me?"
She had a feeling that eating a piece when she hit a mental block at night would lift her spirits.
"Of course. I’ll pack a box for you in a bit."
Although Li Qin hadn’t played a major role in the hidden quest, Shen Lu still had a good impression of her.
Getting Shen Lu’s approval put Li Qin in a great mood, and she chatted with Shen Lu even more enthusiastically.
She started talking about her lettuce seedling, which had been growing exceptionally well recently.
"I’ve been investigating for days, but I still haven’t found the reason why it’s growing so well," Li Qin said excitedly. "But that’s okay! It must be some kind of benign mutation. Once it goes to seed, I’ll be able to harvest lots and lots of equally outstanding lettuce seedlings!"
"As long as its condition is stable, maybe all the lettuce eaten in the Imperial City, or even the whole planet, will be a new variety cultivated by me! Just thinking about it is so exciting!"
Li Qin went on to detail all the data on that lettuce seedling, including what kind of pot and soil she used, and how many milliliters of water and nutrient solution she applied at each stage.
Li Qin spoke freely, unconcerned. Shen Lu wasn’t a researcher, so there was no fear of her stealing research results.
However, the more Shen Lu listened, the guiltier she felt.
’Wait... was this lettuce she was talking about the same seedling I’d carelessly sprinkled that Jinkela on?’
’Is Jinkela really that effective?’
Shen Lu licked her teeth. ’If my little vegetable garden can’t grow anything now, I’ll eat my hat.’
’This is great. My costs can go down again in the future. And I won’t have to worry about the Commerce Association trying to cause trouble for me or cut off my supply chain.’
’I can grow my own produce, sell it myself, and be completely self-sufficient. I can plant whatever vegetables I want. It’s just too perfect.’
Now that it was time to leave, she felt a little reluctant.


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