Chapter 94

Qing Mengzhu picked up the seed, held it up to Ming Chunxi, and muttered, "It seems the same as last night, no change at all, the shell is still very hard."

Ming Chunxi: "Wasn't it soaked for long enough?"

Qing Mengzhu: "That's possible. Let it soak for another day, so it can absorb more water."

Qing Mengzhu put the seeds back into the small bowl and left them to soak on the windowsill.

The water in the small bowl was shallow, only covering most of it, so it shouldn't drown.

Feeling uncertain, Qing Mengzhu took out her phone after washing up and specifically searched the Interstellar Mall.

Unfortunately, the Interstellar Mall does not sell "Morning Glory" seeds, nor does it provide any planting instructions.

Participants need to figure everything out on their own.

Seeds were soaking on the windowsill, Qing Mengzhu had been thinking about them all day. But when she checked again in the evening, the seeds still hadn't sprouted.

Qing Mengzhu could only console herself that every seed germinates at a different time, and perhaps this flower was just the type that germinated particularly slowly; she could just wait a couple more days.

Qing Mengzhu prepared a pot of soil suitable for planting flowers, moistened it with pond water, placed the seeds in the pot, and covered it with a thin layer of fine soil.

He placed the flowerpot outside in a sunny spot and strictly forbade the Dharma Protector and Guard from touching it.

The two dogs are never naughty when it comes to serious matters. Qing Mengzhu told them, and they would walk around the flowerpots without causing any trouble.

No small animals caused any damage, the soil in the flowerpot remained moist, and the flowerpot received sunlight every day.

Logically speaking, the planting conditions are already quite good. If the seeds are still viable, they should have already germinated.

Unfortunately, nothing happened in the flowerpot; only weeds that seemed to have drifted in from somewhere grew.

Qing Mengzhu couldn't help but ask, "Is it because we lack the necessary conditions?"

Ming Chunxi: "Make an opening for the seed?"

Qing Mengzhu held the seeds she had just dug out. "I want to feed them to the hazel grouse to help them digest, to see if it's a problem of them lacking animal digestive aids."

Ming Chunxi: "I'll go catch a hazel grouse."

Qing Mengzhu: "Catch the biggest one!"

Ming Chunxi nodded. "Understood."

Of all the poultry in their household, the hazel grouse is probably the highest grade.

If even hazel grouse can't get the seeds to germinate, then the only option is to try making a small crack in the seedbed.

Qing Mengzhu kept the hazel grouse in a coop in the yard, and deliberately placed a piece of cardboard from a packaged delivery box under the coop to prevent the hazel grouse from excreting its seeds without him noticing.

Hazel grouse digest very quickly; they are digested within a few hours of being eaten.

The next morning, Qing Mengzhu dragged out the cardboard and carefully poked at it with a small stick—the hazel grouse should have pulled out the seeds, and he had to look for them.

Zhao Hexi came to find him, and as soon as she entered, she saw him with his back to the door, shoveling chicken droppings. She was immediately startled. "What are you doing?"

Qing Mengzhu: "Raise seedlings."

Zhao Hexi: "Are seedlings this curled up now? Do we still have to shovel chicken manure into them?"

Qing Mengzhu sighed, "I'm using a special seedling cultivation method."

Zhao Hexi was taken aback. "Alright, what kind of seedlings are you cultivating?"

Qing Mengzhu: "It's a secret. What do you want from me?"

Zhao Hexi: "Just asking about the work arrangements."

Qing Mengzhu had already found the digested seed. Upon hearing this, she put on gloves, took out the seed, and rinsed it in clean water. "Wait a moment, I'll replant the seed and come right away."

After washing the seeds clean, Qing Mengzhu specifically held them up to the sunlight to examine them.

The seed coat seemed a little thin, but that could be his imagination.

Forget it, whatever. I'll do my best and leave the rest to fate. It's just a 50- Star Coins registration fee anyway. If it works, great; if not, I won't bother anymore.

Zhao Hexi was genuinely curious as he watched him replant the seeds in the flowerpot, seemingly resigned to his fate.

Unfortunately, he refused to say what kind of seed it was.

Qing Mengzhu counted the days, going to see the seed every day.

Seven days have passed in the blink of an eye, and there are only two days left on the countdown in my personal center, but the seed in the flowerpot is still showing no signs of life.

Qing Mengzhu followed behind Ming Chunxi, muttering dejectedly, "I have a feeling this is going to be bad."

Ming Chunxi comforted him, "Just consider it gaining experience. Planting an unfamiliar seed is inherently risky."

Qing Mengzhu: "I think this is the first time I haven't been able to grow something."

Ming Chunxi thought for a moment, "There are still a little over two days left. Should we check what products in the Interstellar Mall can help with germination?"

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Chapter 94

Qing Mengzhu was already very familiar with the Interstellar Mall, and he felt that there really weren't any high-quality and inexpensive germination products.

If he does have it, he should remember it if he browses the Interstellar Mall regularly.

As Qing Mengzhu pondered this, she casually opened the search interface of the Interstellar Mall and entered keywords.

Soon, a bunch of products appeared, ranging in price from tens of thousands to tens of thousands, sorted by price from highest to lowest.

He was somewhat surprised by the sheer variety of products.

As he swiped the screen from top to bottom, he quickly spotted a familiar dark brown color—it was bamboo vinegar.

He glanced at the price on the table, which was 250 Star Coins.

"Huh?!" Qing Mengzhu stood up abruptly, staring dumbfounded at the product page. "Come and take a look!"

Ming Chunxi turned her head. "What's wrong?"

Qing Mengzhu held her phone screen up to him. "Don't you think this bottle of bamboo vinegar looks familiar?"

Ming Chunxi examined it carefully. "It does look somewhat similar to the bamboo vinegar we produced through dry distillation before."

Qing Mengzhu said with heartache, "It's not a matter of similarity at all; it's exactly the bamboo vinegar we produced through dry distillation!"

The bamboo vinegar he personally distilled is absolutely genuine.

Qing Mengzhu sighed as she looked at the words "Crude Bamboo Vinegar" on the product page.

They had been trying to take advantage of the Interstellar Mall, but one day they ended up being taken advantage of by the Interstellar Mall.

When he sold the bamboo vinegar to the Interstellar Mall, the Interstellar Mall gave him 25 Star Coins for 500 grams, which he thought was a good deal. However, the Interstellar Mall then resold it to others at a tenfold price.

Qing Mengzhu said quietly, "Do you think the other things we sell to the Interstellar Mall might also be resold to others at a higher price?"

Ming Chunxi: "The difference between the purchase price and the selling price is indeed quite large. It's a large platform, so it's not afraid of stockpiling inventory. It will buy whenever you want to sell, which means it takes on the risk. It's normal for the price to be a bit higher."

Qing Mengzhu was comforted, "That makes sense."

Ming Chunxi: "Since the Interstellar Mall says that bamboo vinegar has a sprouting effect, why don't we dry distill it again ourselves?"

Qing Mengzhu: "Okay! I'll go up the mountain to cut bamboo first thing tomorrow morning, and I'll strictly follow the dry distillation steps for the bamboo vinegar I sold to the Interstellar Mall!"

If it weren't for the low temperature and the fact that it wouldn't be safe to go up the mountain to cut bamboo in the middle of the night, Qing Mengzhu would have loved to go up the mountain to cut bamboo right now.

Two hundred and fifty Star Coins for bamboo vinegar is like mocking them for being stupid and foolish.

Although he knew in his heart that it was just a coincidence, the official language of interstellar space would most not include the insult "250".

Qing Mengzhu was a little agitated and couldn't sleep well at night, tossing and turning.

Ming Chunxi held him, tightening her arms to pull him close, and he gradually fell asleep.

Before dawn the next day, he opened his eyes, completely unlike his usual desire to stay in bed. He gently pulled away from Ming Chunxi's arm, nimbly rolled over, and quietly got out of bed, preparing to wash up and go up the mountain to cut bamboo.

Ming Chunxi sat up behind him and got out of bed with him.

Qing Mengzhu, full of energy, said, "I can go by myself. You should get some more sleep."

Ming Chunxi: "After we've had enough sleep, the two of us can go up the mountain and carry all the bamboo we need down in one go."