Farming Games are All About Grinding
Chapter 306 - 297: Secret Recipe Dried Fish

Chapter 306: Chapter 297: Secret Recipe Dried Fish

Riding his bicycle, Han Qiwu naturally had no clue about the thoughts swirling in the little computer’s mind. At that moment, he happened to pass by the spot where Liu Lang often hung out. Turning his head, he unexpectedly saw that tent, both familiar and unfamiliar.

It was familiar because Han Qiwu had bought that leather tent.

It felt unfamiliar because only half of the leather tent remained.

"Let’s see what’s going on," Han Qiwu turned his direction and rode over.

Riding closer, he saw the long-haired Liu Lang setting up a pot and cooking soup, smelling faintly of beef.

"Hey, you’re here! Want some soup? Beef hide and wild vegetable soup, it’s quite tasty," Liu Lang stirred the pot and enthusiastically said to Han Qiwu.

Han Qiwu waved his hand, "I just ate before coming out. Where have you been busy these days? Haven’t seen you for a while."

Liu Lang chuckled, "Oh, I’ve been wandering around, no telling where I’d end up. Got any food with you?"

Prepared as always, Han Qiwu took out milk and pancakes from his bag and handed them over.

Seeing the milk, Liu Lang’s eyes lit up, and he started eating the pancakes with large bites.

After a few minutes, feeling satisfied, he patted his stomach, went inside the tent, and pulled out a burnt yellow fish jerky, saying to Han Qiwu, "Do you like fish jerky? This is something good — fills you up and satisfies a craving."

Han Qiwu nodded. He used to have a friend whose family would bring him fish jerky every semester. Whether stewed in soup or steamed, it always tasted good.

"As long as you like it. I can’t give you the fish, but I can share my own method of making fish jerky," Liu Lang pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Han Qiwu. Then he added, "Remember, this is for you to learn yourself, don’t teach it to anyone else."

"Don’t worry." Han Qiwu accepted the paper with both hands and put it in his pocket, "Thank you."

"Well, go do your thing. Who knows when we’ll meet next. Don’t miss me," Liu Lang waved nonchalantly, turned, and went back into the remaining half of the tent.

Han Qiwu smiled and turned his bicycle to leave the place.

Arriving at the spot where he previously collected wild piper, Han Qiwu glanced at the little electric who was sleeping in the bike basket. After thinking it over, he climbed the slope to pick a few more.

This stuff was more effective than a stimulant for the little electric.

Might as well keep a few for later use.

After picking, he took out the piece of paper he’d received earlier to examine it.

To his surprise, the crumpled piece of paper contained a strong and bold calligraphy style, quite reminiscent of a master.

"Liu Lang’s handwriting is actually this good?" Han Qiwu was a bit surprised as he continued to read the content.

After reading, a prompt appeared before him.

[You have learned the secret fish jerky drying method from the wanderer Liu Lang]

[Secret Fish Jerky]

[Ingredients: Any type of fish ×1]

[Drying time: 2 days]

[Price: 150 gold]

[Note: Secret fish jerky is not easy to store]

"The price is 150 gold?" Han Qiwu quickly speculated.

Since the secret fish jerky can be made with any type of fish, it means he could keep any fish that sells for less than 150 gold directly and dry them into fish jerky, then sell them in batches later.

It’s like raising the minimum earnings from fishing directly to 150 gold.

Marvelous.

Gifting Liu Lang always results in unexpected returns.

Through these things, Han Qiwu felt that perhaps something significant had happened to Liu Lang in the past.

However, their relationship wasn’t particularly deep.

It’s something to save for later discussions.

After putting away the paper, Han Qiwu leisurely picked some purslane and wild mountain peppers along the way.

Spring was merely a month away from ending; it’s best to stockpile some wild vegetables for later.

Finding wild vegetables in the summer won’t be so easy.

Half an hour later.

Han Qiwu arrived at the large platform on the first level of the mine, cradling Xiao Lai as he found a piece of coal and called over the little electric.

"Little electric, see this black stuff? Try your best to find it—find 50 of them, and I’ll give you a Thunder Fish to eat," Han Qiwu said earnestly.

Little electric quickly shook its head and scratched out a "20" with its claw on the ground.

"Not bad, you’ve been sneaking off to the town’s kindergarten to learn, haven’t you? You’ve even learned numbers," Han Qiwu remarked, a bit surprised. He knew little electric sometimes secretly flew to the kindergarten in town, but he didn’t expect it to learn so quickly.

"20 is too few, let’s make it 40," Han Qiwu waved his hand.

Little electric unhurriedly scratched a "3," gazing up at Han Qiwu.

"Alright then, 30 it is," Han Qiwu feigned a look of loss.

Little electric immediately nodded, happily flying into the mine.

"Ha ha ha! There are so many rocks in there, finding 30 black ones will be a breeze! I’m going to find 300 and exchange them for ten fish!"

Watching little electric fly off, Han Qiwu couldn’t help but remark, "Little electric is still too young, so easily tricked."

Even he found it hard to locate 30 pieces of coal in the mine, let alone little electric.

Today’s Thunder Fish was something little electric wouldn’t get its paws on.

Watching the duel between master and little electric, Xiao Lai sighed silently on the side, thankful that it couldn’t fly or walk.

"Xiao Lai, you just stay here and chew on rocks for a bit. I’ll come back for you later," Han Qiwu placed Xiao Lai on the ground and headed towards the Explorer Guild.

Pushing the door open and heading straight for the counter, Han Qiwu was surprised to find Egger looking very pleased, sipping on a small glass of alcohol.

In front of him at the counter, there was a neat row of colorful bottles.

"Egger, why are you so carefree today? Did Sister Jin Tu go back to her family?" Han Qiwu asked tentatively.

Egger glanced at Han Qiwu, still looking smug, and shook his head with a smile, "What? Do I have to wait for your Sister Jin Tu to go away before I can drink?"

"What a joke! If a grown man wants a drink, who can stop me?"

The more Egger talked, the more excited he became, patting the counter and shouting loudly.

Han Qiwu held back a laugh and nodded in agreement, "Right, right, you’re absolutely right."

"See? I can drink as much as I want!" A tipsy Egger thumped his chest with excitement, feeling that he’d finally reclaimed his masculine glory!

"Is that so? How come I don’t know about this?" Wearing her alchemist’s robe, Jin Tu pushed open the inner door, smiling as she came out.

"Wife? Weren’t you blending potions? How did you come out so quickly?" Egger replied instinctively, sobering up at once, a look of panic on his face.

At that moment, his mind spun extraordinarily fast, and he quickly pointed to Han Qiwu, "I told you, I can’t drink that much. Xiao Han, stop persuading me! Look, you’ve let Sister Jin Tu misunderstand!"

After saying this, facing Han Qiwu, he made a pleading expression, motioning a hammer with his fist.

Han Qiwu: "... Practicing face-changing now, eh?"