Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 418

Chapter 418: Chapter 418

"Don’t be in such a rush, let me finish what I’m saying," Yang Fan laughed.

"I know what you’re thinking in your mind, and that’s absolutely impossible!" Bai Mengzhu said very firmly.

However, Yang Fan somehow felt that her firmness seemed more like a feigned defense.

It gave him the distinct feeling that she had left some room for negotiation.

Nonetheless, Yang Fan hadn’t planned on doing anything to Bai Mengzhu today; he could completely accommodate her insistence.

"You really thought wrong, I just find your stockings very sexy and wanted to touch them. I believe you can satisfy this small request of mine, right?" Yang Fan smiled.

"Ah? Oh... Well, suit yourself!" Bai Mengzhu instantly became embarrassed.

Her cheeks were so red they could have been used as a stoplight.

They were almost translucent from her blush.

Yang Fan placed his hand on Bai Mengzhu’s silky thigh and, while stroking, he admired, "It’s really smooth."

"If you’re going to touch, touch with some pressure. The way you’re doing it, it tickles," Bai Mengzhu murmured shyly.

Yang Fan applied a bit more pressure with his hand, vigorously kneading Bai Mengzhu’s silky thigh, and slowly moved his caress under the hip-hugging skirt, towards the golden valley.

Bai Mengzhu didn’t even try to stop him.

Yang Fan suddenly felt more certain about his previous judgment.

Bai Mengzhu might just be putting on a verbal act of decisiveness, and if he changed his approach, perhaps she would agree to let him go all the way.

Unfortunately, today was not a good day, since due to the market day, the store had many customers.

Even now, at noon, he likely didn’t have the time to peacefully discuss feelings with Bai Mengzhu.

Gently, slowly, Yang Fan’s palm finally rested on that most secretive spot in the golden valley.

Even though there was a layer of stockings and a pair of panties separating them, he could still vaguely feel the shape and intense warmth of that place. In the heat of summer, Bai Mengzhu’s panties seemed quite thin, almost giving the same sensation to Yang Fan’s hand as the stockings did.

"Just touching is fine, don’t try to do anything more," Bai Mengzhu suddenly said.

Yang Fan paused, then couldn’t help but laugh softly.

This woman clearly knew everything that was going on.

Perhaps just as he was gently leading her on, preparing to slowly undress Bai Mengzhu, she too was gradually letting go of her restraints, inching closer and closer to that act.

"Don’t worry, I’m reasonable. I’ll do exactly as you say, nothing more, and I won’t overstep the line!" Yang Fan said seriously. Seeing that Bai Mengzhu also had those faint thoughts, he felt even more obliged to maintain some decorum.

That way, perhaps next time they could naturally end up rolling between the sheets.

With his right hand fondling that spot in the golden valley, Yang Fan at the same time bent down and suckled on that transparently tender Little Honey Bean.

This manner of teasing was, admittedly, very stimulating for him.

"Boss, is the boss around?"

Just as Yang Fan was making slurping noises, a shout suddenly came from inside the store.

Bai Mengzhu quickly pushed Yang Fan away, swiftly put down her cover, pulled down her skirt, then turned her back to fasten the buttons.

"Don’t be so nervous, take it slow," Yang Fan said.

Bai Mengzhu snorted softly and said in a lowered voice, "You haven’t taken off any clothes, of course, you’re not nervous. Next time you do this, strip off your pants first, and I’ll see if you get nervous? No, there won’t be a next time, this is the last time."

"Alright, no problem," Yang Fan agreed with a laugh.

Bai Mengzhu unintentionally seemed to have exposed the true desires in his heart.

"Take your time getting dressed, I’ll go deal with the customers first," Yang Fan said.

"Get out!"

Yang Fan left the backyard and entered the shop.

Inside the shop stood a young man and woman, both of whom closely resembled each other and appeared to be siblings.

The girl was about twenty-one or twenty-two years old. Although she was completely barefaced, without any makeup on her face, her features were delicate, her complexion rosy, and her figure curvaceous, exuding a very healthy beauty.

However, likely due to running in the mountains, her clothes seemed quite simple and were covered in a lot of dust.

"Boss, do you buy Black spirit ginseng?" the man asked.

"Yes!" Yang Fan nodded. "These mushrooms have just come out. How did you come to possess Black spirit ginseng so soon?"

Black Spirit Ginseng is more valuable than gold and is a rarity that cannot be sought after at will.

Many elders say that the substance is Chicken Mushroom Egg, which only matures after the chicken mushrooms have disappeared.

As for whether there’s any truth to it, Yang Fan wasn’t sure.

But compared to its origin, Yang Fan knew quite well about its medicinal properties.

"We were lucky today and came across a few nests," the man said with a shy smile.

"A few nests? Your luck is indeed good. The price for Black spirit ginseng today is one thousand one hundred yuan per kilogram. Will you sell?" Yang Fan inquired.

He had just checked the morning messages in the trading group, and Black spirit ginseng, along with Jian Shou Qing and Dried Mushroom— the kings of fungi—had always been the most eye-catching. He noticed them at a glance.

"Could you raise the price a bit more?" the girl asked softly.

Yang Fan smiled, "I’m a general buyer, and my prices are quite fair in town, even the fairest. Have you asked those who specialize in buying mushrooms? Their prices will probably be lower than mine."

"Increase it a bit, please!" the girl pleaded. "We have a large quantity. These two baskets are full of them."

"Both baskets?" Yang Fan was shocked.

Those baskets were not small. It wasn’t like they found a nest of Black spirit ginseng—they might have found a mine!

The somewhat shy man smiled, "Our luck today was a bit better, indeed. A large area, almost entirely underneath, is full of them. We spent an entire day just digging these things out."

Yang Fan was truly astonished.

Even if the ginseng was plentiful, it shouldn’t be to this extreme degree.

Yang Fan was even beginning to doubt whether some of them were fake...

Black spirit ginseng resides within the nests of white ants. With so much Black spirit ginseng, how numerous would the white ant nests have to be? It seemed a bit too far-fetched.

"I’ll need to take a look at the goods first," Yang Fan stated.

To be cautious, he decided to examine the authenticity of these items first, instead of being conned and falling into a trap.

"Sure, sure," the man agreed very readily, removing the weeds covering the baskets.

Yang Fan inspected them very carefully, and his expression gradually relaxed.

The items were genuine.

Black spirit ginseng is easy to identify; as a unique aristocrat among medicinal materials, its features are quite distinct.

Strange things happen every year, but this year seems to have an abundance of them.

The amount of Black spirit ginseng was incredibly hard to believe.

"Considering you have a greater quantity, I can add fifty yuan more, but that’s the most I can do. Are you selling?" Yang Fan offered.

The somewhat shy man glanced at the girl, then nodded, "We’ll sell."

Seeing that both siblings agreed, Yang Fan then took all the Black spirit ginseng out of the baskets, checking each one. After all, at one thousand yuan per kilogram, these small pieces were worth quite a lot of money.