The Starfield Farming Sovereign (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 87

Chapter 87 Potato Frenzy

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They truly believed Elizabeth trusted them completely, which was why she’d handed everything over so confidently!

That heavy “trust” weighed on them, pushing them to give 120% in the work that followed. They didn’t dare to slack off for even a second.

The next morning.

Centria Planet, Mercury Plaza.

A strange scene caught the attention of passing pedestrians.

On the relatively open area on the east side of the plaza, a long line had already formed early in the day- at a glance, at least 50 or 60 people.

They stood quietly, the line neat and orderly.

But at the very front of the line, there was… nothing.

Every passerby was baffled and couldn’t resist asking.

“Hey, man, what are you lining up for?”

“Yeah, there’s nothing up there. Is the government giving out benefits or something?”

“Or is some big celebrity doing a promo event? Give us a hint.”

No matter how much they asked, the people in line only smiled mysteriously, or simply shook their heads and refused to say a word.

As if they’d talk!

Those miracle potatoes worked way too well. It was better if only insiders knew. If they told outsiders, wouldn’t it just make it harder for them to buy any next time?

That was the unspoken consensus among everyone in line.

But their tight–lipped secrecy only fueled even greater curiosity.

Some people who were just passing by with nothing better to do decided to stay and see what all the fuss

was about.

Time ticked by. As 9 a.m. approached, more and more people gathered in the plaza, many drawn by the

odd sight of the line.

Some of the onlookers who’d been waiting around began to grow impatient, muttering complaints under

their breath.

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Chapter 87 Potato Frenzy

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Then suddenly, a noticeable stir rippled through the line. All heads turned in unison toward one of the plaza entrances, faces lighting up with excitement and anticipation.

“She’s here! She’s here! Tycoon Boss is here!”

No one knew who shouted first, but the entire line erupted instantly!

“Tycoon Boss! Over here! We saved your spot!”

“Boss, did you bring enough potatoes this time? We’ve been waiting forever!”

‘Boss, you’re finally here! Your potatoes are seriously the best I’ve ever tasted. My kid loves them! I’m buying extra today, no matter what!”

‘Yeah, Boss! How many did you bring? I didn’t preorder enough at the market. Can you sell me some extra?”

The overlapping shouts were filled with urgency, expectation, and undisguised craving for those ‘potatoes,” completely shattering the calm of Morninglight Plaza.

The surrounding onlookers were even more confused.

Tycoon Boss–what a shameless name!

Potatoes?

All these people are lining up… for potatoes?

Sure, natural food is always in high demand, but if you want potatoes, you can usually buy some with a bit of waiting.

Why are these people acting like lunatics?

What happened next left the onlookers staring in disbelief.

The people at the front of the line started placing massive orders.

‘Boss, I want 200!”

I preordered 100, now I’m adding another 100!”

“300! Here’s my order slip!”

And that was just the appetizer. Even bigger numbers exploded out from time to time.

“Boss, 500 for me. Here’s my preorder confirmation.”

“Boss, I want 1,000! I preordered 500 before–can I add another 500?”

This didn’t look like buying potatoes at all.

It looked like hoarding survival supplies before the apocalypse.

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12:55 pm PWCM.

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