Spirit: Create a farm, no Pokemon scraps

Right now, Qin Xiao didn't have the time to take care of the little fire dragon.

If it wants to eat, let it eat well.

Anyway, in that green melon field, there are still a lot of tree fruits like watermelons.

Focusing his attention back on the tree fruits, Qin Xiao found that only one of these tree fruits had an effect after Pokémon ate them.

The name of this tree fruit is cranberry fruit.

If you give Pokémon food, it can not only restore physical strength, but also increase the chance of taking it.

It's a very useful tree fruit.

This fruit looks a lot like bunches of bright red grapes.

However, the taste, for humans, is a little unsatisfactory, sour and astringent.

But Pokémon love it very much.

It can be seen that Pokémon and humans do not taste the same as food.

The other two kinds of tree fruits are: melon fruit and Yue bamboo fruit.

The melon fruit is large, shaped like a large watermelon, and it is also the same as the watermelon, which grows on the ground, that is, the melon that the little fire dragon is feasting on.

The average is 25.0 cm, and some people have found melons and fruits that are more than 50 cm, which have a very sweet taste.

The taste of Yuezhu fruit is very well balanced, and it is a highly praised tree fruit.

The taste is intoxicating sweetness, and you can vaguely taste the ripe bitterness that only adults understand, and this taste is also very popular with Pokémon.

Although these two tree fruits do not bring any effect to Pokémon, they can be used to craft energy cubes and Bonfen.

Guarding such a large melon field, Qin Xiao complained a little in his heart, why couldn't he give himself a storage space.

In this way, I don't have to sigh like now.

Helpless, he could only hold a melon fruit in each hand, and his backpack was also full of Yue bamboo fruit and cranberry fruit.

Then he asked the Flying Mantis to help hold three huge melons and west fruits.

As for the little fire dragon, ......

Uh....

For the sake of its short size, let it carry a few bunches of cranberries.

After collecting the tree fruits, Qin Xiao and the Flying Mantis walked in front, while the little fire dragon followed with a round belly, each carrying a bunch of cranberry fruit farts in each hand.

From time to time, I also eat a fruit that is slippery.

When I got home, I had just eaten two bunches of fruit and there was only one rod left...

When the three of them returned to the farm, it was close to five o'clock in the evening.

In front of the shipping hut, there was already a van parked, and a middle-aged uncle and a Haoli were standing next to the car.

Seeing Qin Xiao coming back, the middle-aged uncle smiled and waved hello to him.

The middle-aged uncle is the receiver of the town, and he learned from the mutual introduction between Qin Xiao and the receiver that the other party's name is Ivan.

Because it was the first time they met, the two just chatted a few words before entering the trading link.

Lin Lin finally calculated that the price of the tree fruit that Ivan had just collected for Qin Xiao was more than 800 yuan after weighing.

Among them, the purchase price of tree fruits with special effects, such as cranberry fruit, is 40 yuan per kilogram.

Tree fruit without special effects is 20 yuan per kilogram.

As for the fresh fish caught by Qin Xiao, because it was a river fish, Ivan only gave a price of more than 100 yuan for a bucket of fish.

Qin Xiao was in the supermarket in the town in the morning, and he had also learned about the average selling price of local goods, so he also knew that Ivan did not lower the price for himself.

He nodded and agreed to the deal.

Looking at the heroic force who helped Ivan load the car, Qin Xiao's eyes showed a trace of envy.

I thought that if I could have a hero, I would save a lot of effort in building a farm.

Loading the few goods into the car, Ivan and the strong man who was like a bodybuilder waved goodbye to Qin Xiao and drove the truck away from the farm.

...

At night, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce.

Electric fireflies and sweet fireflies shuttle through the forest, dancing the dance of love.

Specks of fluorescence looming.

On the farm, next to the wooden house, a bonfire burns with orange flames, bringing a little light and warmth to the surrounding area of a few meters.

Qin Xiao sat by the campfire.

Holding a freshly grilled fish in his hand, he teased the little fire dragon.

When he saw him, he held the grilled fish high above his head, and the little fire dragon was gluttonous beside him.

For the sake of stuttering, the anxious one is jumping and jumping.

There is no dignity at all as the head of the fire attribute royal family.

In the distance, the flying mantis leaned against a big tree, and when it saw the appearance of the little fire dragon gluttonous cat, it also smiled helplessly.

Then he closed his eyes slightly and continued to pretend to be cool.

...

After Qin Xiao and the little fire dragon divided a whole grilled fish, they snuggled up to each other and sat by the campfire, admiring the Di'an Farm under the brilliant starry sky.

At this moment, for some reason, there was a rush of singing in the forest......

Break up the quiet and cosy night.

"Wave ~ Wave Miles ~ Wave Miles ~ Wave Miles Waves... Wave ~ Wave Wave Wave ~ Wave ~ "

The song is as faint as the moon, untouchable, partial and lingering in the heart, inseparable....

The singing is getting closer.

Qin Xiao felt a little familiar with this song in his heart, and just when he remembered where he had heard this song, a strong sleepiness suddenly surged into his heart.

At this time, he only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

As he struggled to open his heavy eyelids, he saw a short, chubby pink figure suddenly leap out of the grass.

"Fat... After Ding ......

said these two words from his mouth, Qin Xiao and the little fire dragon hugged each other and lay down beside the bonfire and fell asleep.

At night, the whole farm, except for the comfortable and intoxicating song of Fat Ding, which still echoes in the woods, beaches, and valleys, suddenly becomes silent.

The tranquil atmosphere is like saying goodnight to the hustle and bustle of the day.

At the end of the song, Fat Ding came out of his self-absorbed emotions and looked around curiously.

I saw Qin Xiao and the little fire dragon sleeping beside the bonfire.

"Bo Li!" suddenly his body bulged as if he were inflated.