Chapter 30: Primary Fertilizer

Zhao Kuo placed the [Fairy's Garden] in the fourth carriage.

There was no other choice, as the second carriage was already occupied by four one-square-meter rice fields, which were currently his main source of food. The third carriage was the living quarters, and more facilities would inevitably need to be built there in the future.

Only the fourth carriage had some space left, aside from storing some materials, waiting to be utilized.

"I just checked the trading market. There are seeds for sale, but they're all very expensive," Tang Yingying said from the side.

"How much are we talking?" Zhao Kuo asked.

Tang Yingying sighed, "The cheapest is morning glory seeds, 5 subway coins, and the most expensive is pumpkin seeds, 30 subway coins."

Zhao Kuo nodded. Indeed, the prices were steep. 30 subway coins were equivalent to the purchasing power of 1,800 basic materials—definitely not cheap.

Even though Zhao Kuo had money, he wasn't about to be a sucker and overspend.

After some consideration, he decided to buy one unit of dandelion seeds for 8 subway coins, which was still quite pricey.

8 subway coins could buy several meals at the station. If it weren't for the fact that those meals couldn't be taken out, he would have stuffed the carriage full of them.

With a hint of resentment, Zhao Kuo planted the dandelion seeds in the Fairy's Garden.

Just like the one-square-meter rice fields, once the seeds were planted, there was little need to tend to them. All he had to do was wait for the harvest in two days.

As the two of them were walking back, Tang Yingying suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Kuo asked.

Tang Yingying blushed slightly, "Um, I need to use the restroom..."

Zhao Kuo's eyes lit up—not because he was some kind of pervert, but because of the unique properties of the restroom.

It could produce fertilizer, which could speed up production. The rice fields could use fertilizer, and logically, the Fairy's Garden could too. Perhaps it could yield magical products even faster.

Zhao Kuo smiled, "Alright, go ahead. I'll fetch the stove for you."

The restroom was quite cold, and without the stove, Tang Yingying might catch a chill.

Of course, even with the stove, it would still be freezing.

If possible, he would install air conditioning in every carriage in the future, including the restroom!

Zhao Kuo moved the stove into the restroom, and Tang Yingying grabbed some toilet paper before rushing in, clutching her stomach.

Then, Zhao Kuo heard some strange noises. He paused for a moment, covered his nose, and walked into the second carriage.

Tang Yingying's mention of the restroom made his own stomach rumble. He decided to wait until she was done and the smell had dissipated before going in.

Zhao Kuo returned to the first carriage. Thanks to the air conditioning and the metal carriage, the first carriage was as warm as spring.

This was the power of technology...

Zhao Kuo didn't idle around either. He started trying to make a rocking chair for himself. After all, such a comfortable environment would be a waste without a little relaxation.

However, he overestimated his handiwork. After working on it for a while, he looked at the strange, non-rocking chair in front of him and eventually gave up.

Instead, he posted in the chat channel, "Anyone who can make a rocking chair, I'll pay with resources."

A rocking chair was something that could be made with good craftsmanship and didn't require many resources.

Soon, replies started coming in.

"Wow, the big boss is already starting to enjoy life? I'm freezing to death over here, damn it!"

"Is this the difference between us and the boss? Never mind, I'll just wrap myself in cowhide and shiver!"

"Boss, can you take me with you? I'm freezing to death~ Boss, let's stick together~"

Looking at these meaningless replies, Zhao Kuo felt a bit helpless. Fortunately, a useful reply soon popped up.

Lei Dahui: "I can do it! I'm a carpenter, and I can make it. The design will definitely be good!"

Zhao Kuo added him as a friend and sent a message, "I need two rocking chairs. No specific requirements, just comfortable and durable."

Lei Dahui quickly replied, "Sure, boss. 0.5 subway coins each, is that okay?"

0.5 subway coins were roughly equivalent to 40 basic materials—a bit pricey, but the cost of craftsmanship was always high.

Zhao Kuo: "Alright. I'll inspect the goods after they're done, is that fine?"

Lei Dahui: "Of course, boss. Don't worry, I come from a family of carpenters. My work is top-notch."

At that moment, Lei Dahui was beaming with joy. Compared to other players, his carriage was much more refined, filled with handmade items like tables, chairs, and even a small room.

Thanks to his craftsmanship, he had earned some subway coins.

Lei Dahui was born into the famous Lei family of craftsmen. He had learned the trade from his grandfather since childhood and had made furniture for many high-ranking officials. His skills were undoubtedly top-tier, though he hadn't been able to fully showcase them due to limited materials.

He remembered Zhao Kuo's ID and knew he was a big shot. He was determined to make the rocking chairs well to catch the boss's attention.

With that in mind, Lei Dahui worked even harder.

Back with Zhao Kuo, half an hour later, Tang Yingying finally emerged from the restroom, feeling much more comfortable.

Seeing the strange rocking chair Zhao Kuo had made, she looked puzzled, "What is this... a toy?"

Zhao Kuo's face darkened, "Obviously, it's a rocking chair. You can try it; it's quite comfortable."

Tang Yingying looked skeptical, "I feel like you're trying to trick me. Hmph. By the way, what are we eating tonight? Actually, I've been thinking about grinding and fermenting the rice. You have yeast, right? Maybe we can make rice cakes or something. The only problem is we don't have a grinder."

Tang Yingying had been pondering this idea for a while.

Although rice was delicious, having some rice flour cakes in the morning would be a nice treat.

Zhao Kuo nodded, feeling like he had stumbled upon a little chef. He had no objections to Tang Yingying's idea.

As for grinding the rice... he quickly came up with a solution. He wrapped the raw rice in a cloth and placed it under the strange rocking chair he had made, then used his body weight to press and roll it repeatedly.

Though it couldn't achieve the fineness of a machine, after multiple presses, it reached a usable standard.

Tang Yingying gave him a thumbs-up and eagerly started her rice cake project.

She poured the coarsely ground rice flour into a container, then used a glass bottle to roll it further, making the flour even finer.

Zhao Kuo didn't disturb her and instead headed to the restroom.

Honestly, after not using the restroom for a day, he felt the urge.

The restroom was simple and unadorned, without the expected unpleasant odor. It seemed that everything Tang Yingying had expelled had already been turned into primary fertilizer.

Sure enough, in the storage, there was now one unit of primary fertilizer.

One unit per use... Zhao Kuo was quite satisfied with this result.

But after he finished and got up, there was still only one unit of primary fertilizer in the storage.

Zhao Kuo stood in the restroom for a moment, then helplessly patted his forehead.

He wasn't as productive as Tang Yingying...