Granny Pink

Ji Xinghe: "???"

She remembered that this hadn't been part of the beginner's period in her previous life. Sure enough, being reborn had caused a butterfly effect.

As she read the description on the system panel, the corner of her mouth twitched involuntarily.

She hoped she wouldn't be one of the ten "lucky ones."

After all, she'd once seen a "lucky one" meet a terrible fate with her own eyes. Just thinking about those videos posted in the channel made her shudder.

That said, Ji Xinghe still honestly opened the Trade Market.

A pink headband, a bottle of water—bought.

A pink doll, a pink hair clip, a pink magic wand... She bought a dozen or so pink items that caught her eye.

Though she hadn't met Granny Pink in her previous life, she'd learned plenty from the lucky ones' complaints.

1: Granny Pink loved pink.

2: She seemed able to sense other people's negative thoughts and hated lies.

3: She liked sincere compliments.

She'd pieced together these three points from bits and pieces of information.

Whether they were accurate remained to be seen.

With the items bought, she wouldn't be caught too unprepared if an NPC came to her island.

Then Ji Xinghe flipped through the panel, and a red notification dot appeared on Moments.

She tapped into Moments.

A new comment had appeared beneath the red packet.

South Brother of Erlong Lake: "Thanks for the water. I'd also like to buy some Wooden Fences. Is that okay? I'll pay the original price."

Ji Xinghe replied: "Of course."

Business was business. It didn't matter who she sold to.

The other person immediately sent another message: "I'll order two hundred Wooden Fences."

As he sent it, a "Good Luck" red packet appeared in the chat box, with a note above it: Deposit.

Ji Xinghe tapped to claim it. There were twenty units of wood—not much, but it showed the other person's sincerity.

She nodded. "We'll trade in six hours."

South Brother of Erlong Lake: "Sounds good."

She closed the chat box and had just opened the Chat Channel when the system's mechanical voice rang in her ear.

[ Ding! NPC Granny Pink has arrived on Player 1888's island. ]

Player 1888: "(Image.jpg) Guys, looks like my luck's better than most, haha!"

Player 12345: "What kind of dumb luck is this? I want the special effect too, ahhhhh!"

Pray for the God of Wealth's Love: "@Player 1888, post the menu so I can give up."

Player 6745: "Same here."

Player 1888: "Since you guys all want to see it, I'll post one. (Image)"

Seeing this, Ji Xinghe quickly tapped the image.

[Granny Pink's Imperial Menu]

1: Steamed Clams — Price: 5 Wow Coins

2: Stir-fried Squid — Price: 15 Wow Coins

3: Spicy Boiled Fish — Price: 50 Wow Coins

4: Steamed Sea Bass — Price: 80 Wow Coins

19: Stir-fried Green Vegetables — Price: 200 Wow Coins

20: Sour and Spicy Cabbage — Price: 200 Wow Coins

There were twenty dishes in all, and even the cheapest cost five Wow Coins.

Most surprising of all, the vegetables here were the most expensive.

Ji Xinghe raised her eyes and gazed at the Black Earth by the entrance to the Shelter, her eyes curving into a smile.

The cabbage would be ready to harvest in three days. She'd soon be eating well, too.

Pray for the God of Wealth's Love: "I couldn't afford Sour and Spicy Cabbage even if I sold myself."

Ou Ou Ou Ou Ou: "Selling yourself whole might not be enough. What if you sell yourself by the piece?"

Pray for the God of Wealth's Love: "Y-you... what are you trying to do?"

Player 7890: "By the way, what do we do if we can't afford anything on the menu?"

The Chat Channel fell silent for a moment, then messages flooded in again.

Ou Ou Ou Ou Ou: "No choice. We'll go all out and throw a proper party—organized and disciplined."

She stopped paying attention to the Chat Channel and went to the kitchen. Since she'd have even less free time from now on, she planned to cook a bigger batch of rice at once.

It wouldn't go bad in her backpack, so she wouldn't have to waste time cooking every day or keep eating instant food.

She chopped the wood into small pieces and put them in the stove.

Luckily, the kitchen pot was huge, just like the one at her Grandma's house when she was little.

She rinsed the rice clean, put it in the pot with cold water, and started cooking.

While it cooked, Ji Xinghe kept busy. She took ten pounds of flour and put it in a clean bucket, then gradually added water and kneaded it.

Half an hour later, just as she'd put the cooked rice into a Wooden Bucket, the system chimed in her ear.

[Granny Pink happily left Player 1888's island and uploaded a video to the system.]

[The system now invites everyone to watch.]

Seeing this, Ji Xinghe quickly put the bucket full of rice into the Storage Box, dusted off her hands, and tapped the pinned video at the top of the Chat Channel.

The person's face in the video was pixelated, but it was still clear he was a Yellow-Haired Man.

His messy hair swept out to either side, with the hairline lowest in the middle and higher toward the edges. It looked a bit like Zhuangzhuang's Mother's hairstyle.

The man smiled at the camera, his mouth opening and closing as if he were greeting someone behind it.

Before long, a serving of clams appeared in front of him. There weren't many, and he quickly ate them all.

The next instant, his hair began falling out at a furious pace.

Even faster than a barber's clippers, it took only a moment for a shiny, bald head to appear in front of the camera.

He froze, then glared at the camera with anger and grievance—though perhaps he was looking at the person behind it.

Clearly, he was getting worked up.

His mouth opened and closed, but no one could tell what he was saying. The next moment, the wooden stool beneath him was suddenly sliced apart by a streak of white light, and he landed hard on the sand.

Then he looked terrified, but still forced out a strained smile as he sent the camera away.

His face was pixelated the whole time, but Ji Xinghe could still make out his expressions. Perhaps that was what made the system so clever.