r 214 The Bounty That Set the Market on Fire
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Once she finished editing, Elizabeth checked it over one more time. After making sure the information was clear and the offer was tempting enough, she hit Post without hesitation.
The bounty listing went live instantly in the designated section of the Free Market. Thanks to the built–in popularity of the Interstellar Tycoon account, the platform algorithm even gave it a slight push.
Looking at the Posting Successful message on the screen, Elizabeth let out a long breath and smiled in anticipation.
She could practically see it already. Countless people scattered across every corner of the empire, all clutching seeds of one kind or another, lured in by her strawberries, sweet potatoes, and potatoes, itching to contact her.
“Alright.” Elizabeth brushed the dirt off her hands, now in an excellent mood. “There’s hope for the seed supply. Now I just wait for the fish to bite. Hopefully this time, I’ll get something interesting.”
She could already picture the future farm overflowing with fruits and vegetables, fragrant through every season. Even the apple in her mouth suddenly seemed sweeter than before.
The moment the bounty post went live, it was like dropping a depth charge into a still lake, instantly sending up waves in every direction.
Customers who kept a close watch on that account got notified immediately. The post shot to the Free Market’s trending area almost at once, and the view count began climbing at an explosive rate.
At first, most people reacted with curiosity mixed with mild skepticism.
[Barter? For seeds? Is the tycoon boss expanding the farm?]
[Seeds? Who just keeps seeds lying around at home? You can’t even eat them.]
[Growing stuff yourself is such a hassle. You need space, equipment, all of it. Better to just buy ready–made produce from the tycoon boss.]
[How many potatoes could one seed even get you? One? Two? That’s not even worth the time spent waiting in line.]
dib A lot of people skimmed it and decided the whole thing wasn’t worth the trouble. To them, it made more sense to set an alarm, line up early, and fight for the next round of sales.
What they really cared about was when the tycoon boss would open sales again, and whether they’d be lucky enough to get anything.
But that shared attitude was completely overturned the second the first person brave enough to try i1 appeared.
About half an hour after the post went up, a reply with attached pictures caught everyone’s attention.
Chapter 214 The Bounty That Set the Market on Fire
The user’s ID was DaphneLoveFarming, with a profile picture of a tiny green plant.
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In the uploaded photo was an ordinary home hydroponic pot. Inside it grew a sparse little cluster of scallions, only a dozen or so stalks, thin, slightly yellow, and drooping in a way that made them look half- dead.
[Hello, Tycoon Boss. I have a little home–grown scallion setup here. It’s just the most common all–season scallion, and it’s not doing very well… Can this be traded? And if so, about how much could it get me? Looking forward to your reply.]
Set against the glossy, beautiful strawberries and potatoes from Tycoon Farm, that shabby little pot of scallions looked especially pitiful.
A lot of onlookers laughed. Did this person really think something half–wilted like that could be traded for the tycoon boss’s prized produce?
Surely it was going to be ignored, or worse, mocked.
But to everyone’s utter shock, the tycoon boss actually replied. And not even a few minutes later. The response was short and direct, but it hit like thunder in every viewer’s mind.
[Yes, it can be” “d. This whole pot of scallions, roots included, for 50 potatoes. Would that work?]
50 potatoes?
At the tycoon boss’s listed price, each potato was worth 360 stellar coins. 50 of them came to 18,000 stellar coins.
A scraggly pot of hydroponic scallions that would fetch maybe 1,000 stellar coins on the market, and not even in good condition, could be traded for potatoes worth 18,000?
This wasn’t an even trade anymore. It was like hitting the jackpot. No, better than that. It was like being handed a stack of gold bars.
[Holy shit, is this for real?]
[50 potatoes? Am I seeing that right?]
[That trashy little pot of scallions is worth that much?]
[Did the tycoon boss slip and type an extra zero?]
[What the hell are you talking about? You think the tycoon boss learned math from a gym teacher like you? Their accounts are obviously airtight.]
[Ahhh! I’ve got a hydroponic tomato pot at home too! I’m taking pictures right now!]
[My grandma has a few cilantro pots on the balcony. Can those be traded too?]
The comments exploded instantly. All the people who had just been dismissing the idea as troublesome and not worth it now had red eyes and surging adrenaline.
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