Next door to the hospital is a rather spectacular-looking house. It adopts the classical revivalist structure that was popular decades ago. It is divided into a longitudinal main house and a horizontal annex. There is also a vertical door at the door.

Two beautiful Roman columns.

Judging from the appearance, it was originally supposed to be a magnificent residence, but many superfluous parts were added to the details of the house, making it ridiculous.

For example, several pots of brightly colored flowers are placed under the elegant doorposts. Many green plants are planted on the magnificent second-story windows. An oak tree with lush foliage is planted in the courtyard at the door.

Originally full of romantic courtyard atmosphere, a crudely made bench was placed.

If these can reflect the lack of aesthetics of the hostess of the house, then the conspicuous signboard at the door reflects the poverty of the male host.

It was a one-meter-square billboard with the word "Grocery Store" written on it. The bottom was actually densely packed with information about the grocery store's business hours for the day and closing hours for the week, crammed together in a cramped manner.

"How miserable is this grocery store owner... I remember Boss Dart said that he is a strict henpecker, right?"

At that time, I had already walked to the door of the grocery store and was almost scared away by the death aesthetic.

However, considering that this was the only grocery store in Ore Town, I still pushed the door open and went in with Jay Ya.

Thank God, no strange people come out...

"Welcome, guest, what products do you need?"

The middle-aged man standing behind the counter actually has a slicked back hair! Starting from Boss Dart and Boss Dick, everyone in the industry has a sleek and meticulous slicked back hair. Is this the fashion in town?

Wait a minute, the remaining property owners are either women like Madam Lilia or bald ones like Sebala and Mu Qi. Do they really all have bald heads?

Fortunately, the three bosses can distinguish each other by their clothing. It is not as good as Jeff, the owner of the grocery store, who wears a white shirt and black trousers with a red bow. He looks friendly and wealthy, and his mustache on his upper lip shows through.

Feeling happy.

"Hello boss, I am Marcus, the new rancher in town. Please give me your advice when we meet for the first time!"

As soon as I introduced my identity, I saw the boss said with a panicked look on his face: "Didn't I give you two packets of seeds? What else are you sponsoring this time?!"

Sorry, I forgot that Boss Dick also said that he was a stingy man.

I said with a black line on my face: "Boss, I'm here to buy things seriously. Do you think I'm here to catch the autumn wind?"

Boss Jeff finally breathed a sigh of relief and said with a guilty conscience: "That's good, that's good. Last time the mayor came and snatched away two packets of seeds, I felt sad for a long time... Marcus, what do you want to buy today?"

It turns out that Thomas stole the seeds from here! How could such a stingy guy sponsor me?

"I'll buy... seeds, or useful tools. What do you have here?"

I was mentally planning to buy some for myself and some for Jay to take home.

"The seeds are on the table in the middle of the hall. Guests can choose by themselves. Since it is spring now, I have only prepared seasonal crops here. Please see the list over there."

In the middle of the hall, there is indeed a large table filled with seed bags packed in various colors, which are exactly the same as the seeds I got before.

Coincidentally, there was a list on the table that was densely filled with information, even including the growth patterns and characteristics of crops, all squeezed onto a single piece of paper, which looked very poor.

"Is that sign really the taste of the male owner..." I glanced at it in disbelief, and it was mainly summarized into the following five types of crops.

"Carrot 120G

Potato 150G

Cucumber 200G

Strawberry 150G

Pasture 500G”

There is no doubt that radishes and potatoes are the goals of this trip. In terms of drought tolerance and planting methods, they fully meet the conditions. The potato field on my pasture is still growing vigorously, and it will be harvested tomorrow.

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Cucumber is definitely not acceptable. This plant is too delicate. Once the buds dry up, there will be no harvest, and it is not of high value on the grassland.

Strawberries were also excluded for the same reason. Besides, as a fruit, strawberries must be ranked lower than food crops this time. In my pasture, I can only consider it next time.

There is also this pasture, which has strong vitality and low planting conditions. What is even more amazing is that the seeds have been modified by the colonists' system. They are mixed and planted with various nutrient-rich grasses, which can produce a large amount of hay for feeding animals.

The hay produced is good fodder, but difficult for humans to swallow.

With this magical grass as a guarantee, the jay tribe should be able to gradually get rid of the attribute of living in pursuit of water and grass, and gradually tend to settle down and graze.

"Marcus! Marcus! Look here!"

I was still thinking about it in my mind when I heard the cheerful voice of a jay calling to me from the side.

On both sides of the grocery store are booths with various props and food. At this time, Jay was standing next to a booth, looking at it with bright eyes and salivating.

I thought she was drooling while looking at the bread and rice balls, but I found her eyes fixed on a backpack.

The backpack is actually not big in size. It is made of yellow woolen fabric and has a certain waterproof function. There is a large pocket in the middle, which can hold larger things. There are two small pockets on both sides, suitable for storing water bottles.

And folding umbrellas, etc. There are also many hooks on the surface of the backpack to temporarily hang tools and keys in use.

how to say……

The shape of this backpack can be said to be very rustic. No one would want to carry it out in the city. However, in a rural farm, such a backpack seems too pretentious and is far less useful than a basket.

But thinking about it carefully, this kind of backpack is unexpectedly suitable for Jay. It can just replace her magical animal skin bag. The big pocket stores field trophies, and the two smaller pockets hold lighter materials and medicines. The hooks on the front can also be hung.

Jay's Gadget.

"Do you like it?" I asked.

"Hmm!...Ah, I mean it's really beautiful. But it must be expensive, right?" Jay Ya nodded happily at first, a smile bloomed on his clean and delicate face, but then he slowly stopped.

Showing a confused expression.

"Instead of spending this money, why not buy more seeds." She smiled and walked away, pretending not to care. But walking around, her eyes would turn to the small backpack from time to time, and then quickly move away.

open.

I find it funny that this tribal girl pretends to be a grown-up again whenever she encounters tribe-related matters.

"Take it, it's not too much money. Isn't the purpose of this backpack to be used by people who need it?" I stuffed the small yellow woolen backpack into her arms and picked out the needed ones from the seed booth.

Seed, came to the cashier counter of Boss Jeff, whose eyes were shining.
Chapter completed!