The Starfield Farming Sovereign (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 75

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Tiffany felt her eyes well up at her daughter’s considerate gesture and leaned in to take a careful bite.

The moment the potato strip hit her tongue, the first thing she tasted was the fragrant heat of chili powder, lightly stimulating her senses.

Then the potato’s signature texture bloomed in her mouth–soft, dense, almost creamy–its natural sweetness unfolding as the salt lifted and layered the flavor perfectly.

She’d eaten plain boiled potatoes just last night and already thought they were delicious on their own.

She never expected that with such simple seasoning, they could become this… addictive.

After her mother took a bite, Tasha couldn’t wait any longer and popped one into her own mouth.

After just a single bite, her big eyes went wide.

Then they curved into happy crescents as a look of pure bliss spread across her face. “Mom! This wolffang potato is so good! It’s way, way better than the food we used to eat at Starway Diner!”

In her blurred but precious childhood memories, the food at Starway Diner had been the height of luxury.

But right now, this simple yet flavorful bowl of wolffang potato tasted 100 times better.

Seeing the pure joy and satisfaction on her daughter’s face, Tiffany felt her own mood lift.

She gently wrapped an arm around Tasha’s shoulders and said softly, “If you like it, then from now on, we’ll work hard for Ms. Elizabeth, earn money honestly, and trade for more potatoes for you.”

“Okay!” Tasha nestled into her mother’s arms and nodded firmly, her heart filled with bright hopes for the future.

Not far away, under Tiffany’s occasional sharp glances, the Black Rats thugs worked even harder, terrified of angering this sharp–eyed female “overseer“, and even more afraid of the demon inside the tent coming back out.

At dawn, before the morning light had fully chased away the chill of night, Elizabeth lifted the

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The first thing she saw was Tiffany standing upright in the center of the clearing like a spear, her gaze alert as she scanned the surroundings.

Behind her, Tasha was curled up on the recliner under an old coat, fast asleep.

Not far from them, last night’s Black Rats enforcers were tied up tightly with strips of cloth, sitting back–to–back on the ground, their heads drooping as they nodded off.

Elizabeth walked over. “Tiffany, you didn’t rest at all?”

Tiffany turned at the sound of her voice. There was a trace of fatigue on her face, but her eyes were still clear. “Ms. Schofield, you’re up. Around three in the morning, they finished clearing the area you marked and started resting. I was worried they might try something, so I tied them up.”

Elizabeth looked around. Sure enough, the area that had been buried under layers of trash yesterday was now completely cleared, exposing patches of soil in varying shades.

All that remained was for the people from Hope Town to come and turn the earth before planting.

“Thank you.

rest now?”

That must’ve been exhausting,” Elizabeth said sincerely. “Why don’t you get some

Tiffany shook her head, a soldier’s firmness in her expression. “It’s fine. Back on the battlefield, I used to go days without sleep. I’m used to it. And…”

She paused, assessing herself. “After eating the snack you gave us last night, my mental power feels more stable. I’ve got energy to spare. I don’t need rest right now.”

Seeing that she truly looked energized, Elizabeth didn’t push further.

She took several boiled potatoes out of her storage button for breakfast and handed a few to Tiffany as well.

Tiffany instinctively tried to refuse, but Elizabeth pressed them into her hands. “You said these help your mental power, right? Then eat more. You’ll need the energy to help me with more

work.”

Hearing that, Tiffany accepted gratefully.

She ate two and carefully saved the other two for when Tasha woke up.

As for the “work” Elizabeth had mentioned, it was naturally about drawing the Black Rats‘ main force into her trap.

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That was dangerous work. It deserved proper fuel.

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