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So Zhang Yanping, who had been idle for several days, picked up his hoe once more.

The bamboos in the forest were too dense, many not growing thick but just squeezing together in the gaps. Digging for bamboo shoots thus became an even harder job.

With a swing of his hoe, he didn't uncover any bamboo shoots; instead, he chopped through a bamboo root. Those roots were deeply entrenched and interwoven, resisting any attempt to be dug out, which was truly frustrating.

Song Sancheng laughed out loud, "Yanping, you're just not cut out for farm work, not even as good as Tantan! Stop digging, the tender shoots are sprouting over there; just snap those off."

"That's easier."

Now the bamboo shoots in the forest, stimulated by Song Tan's Spiritual Energy, had sprouted aplenty, some still underground, others having already emerged a bit.