Chapter 4

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Zhao Xinyu is not a farmer, but he grew up in the countryside, and since he could remember, he has been growing vegetables with his grandfather.

He is well aware that no matter what kind of soil is used to plant vegetables, it is impossible for dry seeds to sprout and grow within a few hours.

However, in this mysterious space, such a situation has occurred. If the process of seed germination is followed, the vegetables planted here would have a harvest in about half a month.

During holidays, the prices of any vegetables and fruits would rise. If the vegetables in the space could be sold, he wouldn't need to work hard delivering food or collecting waste.

Thinking about this, tears filled Zhao Xinyu's eyes. Since the incident, he had not contacted his grandfather. If he could really make money, at least his grandfather wouldn't have to suffer.

For the whole day, Zhao Xinyu was in a state of excitement. In his excitement, he even spent 23 yuan to buy a roasted chicken.

That night, he entered the space again. The green in the space was no longer scattered but had formed a continuous patch.

In his excitement, Shi Pulei brought a small bucket into the space and dug a small irrigation channel in the area where tomatoes were planted, scooping water from the small pond to irrigate the plants.

What excited him was that no matter how much water he scooped from the pond, it never decreased. As he scooped water, the area and depth of the pond gradually increased.

When Zhao Xinyu felt tired, the pond had grown to about 30 to 40 square meters in area, and the water depth had reached over 20 centimeters.

However, even as he continued to expand the pond, the water did not flow out, even if the surrounding area was lower than the water level of the pond.

During his rest, Zhao Xinyu scooped up some water from the pond and took a sip. The water was cool and slightly sweet, and after drinking it, he felt refreshed, and his fatigue seemed to lessen significantly.

"Treasure, this is really a treasure," Shi Pulei thought to himself, confirming that this mysterious space he had obtained was a miraculous treasure.

Just as Zhao Xinyu was excited, he felt a furry little creature rubbing against his leg.

Looking down, he saw the puppy that was barely alive yesterday. Now, the puppy was no longer on the verge of death but had become a lively little creature.

This... Zhao Xinyu's heart trembled again. He picked up the puppy and stroked its little belly, and the puppy whimpered a few times.

"The little guy is hungry."

He took the puppy back to the makeshift house, shredded the leftover roasted chicken, and mixed it with some rice porridge. The puppy ran over and started eating with a smacking sound. After eating, the puppy ran around on the ground but did not go to sleep.

Thinking about how the puppy had fallen asleep after drinking water in the space, Zhao Xinyu decided to send the puppy back into the space.

Over the next few days, the vegetables in the space changed every day. The tomatoes, cucumbers, and eggplants had grown to about half a meter tall, and the area of the space seemed to have increased. The originally gray space also seemed to have become brighter.

Seeing the vegetables in the space change day by day, Zhao Xinyu did not idle. He went to the local market to buy bamboo poles for building a frame and some parts to fix up a nearly disassembled tricycle he had acquired.

After this, the few hundred yuan he had left was almost gone. While others were busy buying ingredients and meat for the New Year, he could only afford some noodles and pickles.

As the Spring Festival approached, eating noodles and pickles every day made Zhao Xinyu's body even thinner, and his scarred face turned a bit yellow. Anyone who knew traditional Chinese medicine would recognize this as severe malnutrition.

That night, Zhao Xinyu entered the space again. Although it had only been one day, the space had changed significantly.

The tomatoes, which were about 1.5 meters tall and had already started bearing fruit, were now ripe, with bright red and round fruits hanging from the branches like little lanterns during the festival.

He picked one, didn't even wipe it, and took a bite. It was juicy and delicious, sweet and fragrant, without a hint of sourness, and had a unique aroma he had never smelled before.

Wiping his mouth, Zhao Xinyu was overjoyed. Such delicious tomatoes would surely fetch a good price if sold.

Looking at the other vegetables, the cucumber vines were over two meters long, covered with fruits of various sizes. The cucumber spines were bright green, and there was a light layer of moisture on them.

The green peppers and eggplants were about 1.5 meters tall, each plant resembling a landscape tree, with fruits hanging from them. The green peppers were as big as bowls, crystal clear. The eggplants were purple and plump, each about half a meter long and shiny. The green beans were half a meter long and bright green. The oilseed rape was like emeralds, making one's mouth water.

Suppressing his excitement, Zhao Xinyu picked a cucumber and took a bite. A fragrant aroma filled his mouth, and he was slightly taken aback.

Not having much money, he often bought discounted cucumbers for meals. But the cucumbers now were different from the ones he had eaten before, crisp and slightly sweet, with a unique flavor, though not very strong.

After a few bites, he finished the cucumber, rubbed his hands, and picked some of each vegetable before leaving the space.

With no meat at home, Zhao Xinyu used salad oil instead and made four dishes: stir-fried eggplant, stir-fried green peppers, stir-fried green beans, and cold cucumber salad.

After cooking, Zhao Xinyu couldn't wait to pick up his chopsticks. He couldn't remember the last time he had eaten stir-fried dishes, even without a single piece of meat.

Taking a bite of the stir-fried green beans, Zhao Xinyu was taken aback. In the past, he often cooked for himself and his grandfather, and he knew his cooking skills well.

But now, without any meat, the stir-fried green beans were better than the ones he had cooked with meat slices in the past, and they had a unique aroma he had never experienced before.

With a sense of surprise, Zhao Xinyu tasted the other three dishes, which also had no meat.

After tasting them, Zhao Xinyu was completely stunned. Each dish was better than what he had cooked before, and each had a unique aroma he had never smelled before.

Zhao Xinyu was certain that even his grandfather, who was recognized as the best cook in the village, could not make such dishes.

As Zhao Xinyu was stunned, a few low barks came from the puppy, Heifeng, who was staring at him with a look of dissatisfaction.

Zhao Xinyu laughed and found a small bowl, putting some of the dishes in it and placing it on the ground for Heifeng.

In a few minutes, the four dishes were eaten clean, and only an empty bowl remained in front of Heifeng.

Rubbing his bloated stomach, Zhao Xinyu lay down, staring at the ceiling, tears streaming down his face. He couldn't remember the last time he had eaten a full meal like today.

Wiping away his tears, Zhao Xinyu sat up, his eyes becoming determined. He knew that this mysterious space might be a turning point in his life.

That night, Zhao Xinyu tossed and turned, unable to sleep. At dawn, he brought the old boxes he had acquired into the space and harvested some of the ripe tomatoes, cucumbers, eggplants, green peppers, green beans, and oilseed rape.

When the first light of dawn appeared, Zhao Xinyu parked the tricycle at the entrance of an old residential area, where at least 30 to 40 stalls were already set up. Zhao Xinyu arrived the latest and could only park his tricycle at the farthest spot from the entrance.

Zhao Xinyu's appearance immediately caught the attention of the nearby stall owners. As the saying goes, "Competitors are enemies," and they, who were struggling for a living, certainly did not want anyone to compete with them for business.

When Zhao Xinyu removed the tarp that had been patched many times and was now white, the eyes of the nearby vegetable vendors immediately filled with jealousy.

"Kid, where are you from? Get lost," a middle-aged man with a fierce look walked up to his tricycle and said viciously.

Zhao Xinyu's expression stiffened. He looked at the other vegetable stalls and then at the vegetables on his tricycle, a look of helplessness on his face.

Having endured contempt for years, he knew that in this materialistic era, few people would sympathize with him, a cripple. He could only laugh bitterly and push his tricycle away. As he left, he even heard the stall owners' mocking laughter.

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