The Starfield Farming Sovereign (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 158

The Farming Saint in the Starry Wasteland

Chapter 158 No Choice

He was ready to do anything for Aiden’s future.

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But Erin just smiled and shook her head. “Mr. Whitman, there’s no need to go through all that trouble. Our boss goes to Centria City every three days to sell these farm products at Mercury Plaza. You can just buy them there next time. Oh, and you can also check the online marketplace. Search for an account called Interstellar Tycoon. That’s our boss. She posts pre- sale links before going to Centria, so if you follow her, you can grab them in time.”

Interstellar Tycoon? What a strange name.

Then something hit him.

Jared’s eyes widened. “Erin, is your boss Elizabeth? The one who married General Hewitt?”

On the screen, Erin broke into a bright, certain smile. “That’s right! It’s Ms. Schofield!”

Jared stood there holding his device, completely frozen.

His mind was a mess. He felt joy–he had finally found the source. He felt shock–the potatoes actually came from the Garbage Planet.

And he felt something else too–envy. He envied Erin and Tyson.

What looked like a terrible exile, what seemed like the lowest point in their lives, had somehow brought them to Elizabeth.

This wasn’t exile at all.

It was a rare chance most people would never get.

Compared to that, his past few days running around Centria like a headless chicken felt almost pitiful.

Seeing him still standing there in a daze after ending the call, Grace couldn’t help but urge him, “What are you waiting for? Go check the marketplace now and see if there’s à pre–sale notice! If you miss it, who knows how long you’ll have to wait. Aiden’s selection test is coming up soon.”

Jared snapped out of it. “Oh! I was too shocked!” He quickly opened his device again, his fingers moving fast as he logged into the kingdom’s well–known marketplace and typed in Interstellar Tycoon.

The account showed up right away.

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The profile picture was a smiling Santa Claus. The number of followers was lower than he expected. It didn’t look like a super popular account.

He quickly tapped into the product page, only to find a few old listings. All of them were marked “Sold Out” or “Removed.”

They were listings for potatoes and sweet potatoes.

The pictures looked very real–just simple photos of the crops themselves.

But below them were thousands of comments. Everyone was saying how amazing they tasted and how they helped with mental recovery. People were begging to buy more.

What shocked him even more was the quantity. Many buyers ordered hundreds at a time.

“I found it! This has to be the account!” Jared pointed at the screen, excited.

Grace leaned in and checked carefully. “That’s right. The location says Planet A001. The potatoes are priced at 180 stellar coins per 100 grams–about 360 stellar coins each. Sweet potatoes are 300 stellar coins per 100 grams–about 900 stellar coins each…”

Jared clicked his tongue. “That’s way more expensive than normal potatoes.”

Grace shot him a look. “Expensive? Can regular potatoes compare to what Mrs. Hewitt grows? These can repair mental damage. They’re treasures! Honestly, I think she’s being generous at this price. If these were sold normally, they’d cost a fortune. Families like ours wouldn’t even get a chance to buy them!”

Jared quickly explained, “I’m just saying. Something this good is worth any price! I was just thinking—back when we got that batch for only 50 stellar coins per 100 grams, we were incredibly lucky! If I had known how good they were, I would’ve bought more!”

His voice was full of regret.

Grace, however, was more relaxed. She patted his arm. “Alright, don’t be greedy. That one lucky chance already helped stabilize Aiden’s condition. That’s enough blessing for us. Now that we’ve found a steady source, even if it’s more expensive, it’s still worth it. It’s just…”

She paused and did some quick math. “Our daily expenses are going to go up by a lot.”

But for Aiden’s future, they had no choice.

Just then, they heard the sound of a key unlocking the door.

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