Chapter 78: This Is Also Fine

Lin Manzhi told Mo Lie her thoughts, and it turned out that Mo Lie's thoughts were exactly the same.

"But I don't know where to set up a planting base," Lin Manzhi said, frowning in distress.

Mo Lie lowered his eyes, glanced at the vegetables in his belly plate, and said: "We just captured the Iron Claw Gang in Kuangsha City, so we can secretly place the planting base there. I'll have Hua Zheng guard it. Kuangsha City's forces are chaotic; anyone else trying to find the source of lettuce will have to spend time and pay a price."

Lin Manzhi lifted her head to look at Mo Lie, her eyes gradually brightening, her black pupils sparkling under the flickering torch, "Great, we'll do as you said."

Guarding the secret, the two of them are much better than one!

Currently her Space hasn't reached level three yet; the river area is open, but this rainy season she can plant up to two hundred times to raise the Spiritual Field to level three.

By then she will have also tested whether lettuce can be successfully cultivated; if it can, that's best, if not she'll try irrigating with the river inside the Space to grow lettuce.

In this way, the lettuce won't grow quickly, but the lettuce watered by the Space's Spiritual Water Irrigation will definitely survive, and its quality won't be poor, allowing her to actually grow lettuce and other melons and fruits in reality.

This way, she's not afraid of accidentally revealing that she has a Space Spirit; the vegetables she sells are all her own.

Lin Manzhi and Mo Lie slowly discussed their future plans, opening up all the difficulties, and felt increasingly relaxed.

She lowered her head, her gaze landing on the male's chest before her, as if recalling why she descended.

The crops inside the Space are pesticide‑free and lack real‑world sand dust; they can be picked and eaten straight away.

Lin Manzhi reached out, pinched a cherry tomato, and handed it to the edge of Mo Lie's pale thin lips, "Oh, by the way, try the cherry tomato I grew."

Like a ruby‑red cherry tomato brought to his lips, the other's face showed a hint of anticipation, without finding the feeding act particularly ambiguous.

Mo Lie looked at her, after a moment leaned in, slightly opened his lips, and took the cherry tomato Lin Manzhi fed him, the thin skin broken, the flesh sour‑sweet with a strong fruity aroma.

Still, an extremely subtle, thread‑like comfort spread, dispersing the heat inside his body and giving the skin exposed to the air a faint coolness.

Mo Lie swallowed slowly, "It has the same effect as lettuce."

Lin Manzhi was not very surprised; apparently all the vegetables and fruits cultivated in the Space have this effect.

She looked up at Mo Lie, orange light flickering in his black pupils, making his pure face seem a bit otherworldly, "I know."

The point is the taste.

She couldn't tell whether Mo Lie liked cherry tomatoes, so she casually snapped a cucumber and brought it to his mouth, "Try this cucumber, is it tasty?"

Mo Lie lowered his head and took a bite, "Hmm."

Lin Manzhi stared at Mo Lie across from her, unable to tell if the cucumber suited his palate, because he was also swallowing slowly; could it be that her cultivated vegetables and fruits weren't tasty?

She asked curiously, "How is it?"

Mo Lie: "The texture is very refreshing."

Lin Manzhi, not believing that none of these vegetables were among Mo Lie's favorites, handed him a strawberry, "This is called strawberry."

Mo Lie lowered his head again, leaned close, and without hesitation ate the strawberry Lin Manzhi fed him: "..."

He slowed a beat, continued swallowing the strawberry that was too sweet for him, under Lin Manzhi's gaze, a smile at his lips, "These foods are the best I've ever eaten, better than all the plants on the continent."

Lin Manzhi was delighted, "Really?"

Mo Lie: "Hmm."

He saw that Lin Manzhi seemed to want him to try every food in the pot.

"Can this be eaten raw too?" Mo Lie proactively picked up the soil lump he saw Lin Manzhi holding when he entered and asked.

Lin Manzhi: "Wait."

She raised her hand quickly to stop Mo Lie's hand holding the potato, "This is called potato; it can't be eaten raw, but can be stewed with meat jerky."

Lin Manzhi casually took the potato from Mo Lie's hand, then picked a carrot from the pot and waved it before him, "Carrot, this can be eaten raw, or stewed with potato and meat jerky."

Speaking of food, Lin Manzhi felt a bit hungry; she didn't rush the lettuce planting, so she turned and walked out the door, heading upward, saying, "Let's go upstairs to eat first; I want stewed potato."

Mo Lie slightly raised an eyebrow.

He reached out, extinguished the torch, lifted the basin filled with vegetables and fruits, and followed Lin Manzhi out of the room full of plants he had never seen.

From the earlier conversation, it was clear that the Little Female before him had more secrets than just this, and she didn't seem fully prepared to reveal everything to him.

He lifted his gaze, staring at the female figure walking up the stairs ahead, his eyes deep.

Lin Manzhi is his Wife Master.

One step at a time.

No rush.

……

After returning to the kitchen, Lin Manzhi peeled the potato and cut it into small pieces, washed the carrot and sliced it, tossed both into the pot with softened meat jerky to re‑boil; since the meat jerky already contained salt, no extra salt was needed.

When the potatoes were tender enough to be pierced, she turned off the heat, ladled two bowls, each for herself and Mo Lie.

According to their preferences, her bowl had more potatoes, while Mo Lie's bowl had more meat.

Mo Lie reached out, took the bowl, and first tasted the potato and carrot Lin Manzhi handed him.

His Beast Form belongs to a pure carnivorous race; compared to these, meat better satisfies his appetite.

Yet at this moment, eating the food Lin Manzhi personally cooked, he inexplicably found the potato and carrot tastier than the meat.

Lin Manzhi held the bowl, sitting beside Mo Lie on a soft, cushion‑like rug in the kitchen, lowered her head, blew on the steaming potatoes, and carefully ate them to avoid burning.

The potato burst with salty meat aroma, soft and slightly glutinous, delicious beyond words.

The Cooing Bird meat, once cooked, was easy for Lin Manzhi to bite through; it tasted like strands of red meat, salty and fragrant without any off‑flavor.

Now only he and Lin Manzhi are in the kitchen; every bowl and cup there was arranged by the two of them themselves, having gone from an empty room to one with some furniture, and Mo Lie suddenly felt he quite liked this simple life.

This is pretty good.

Sitting beside him, Lin Manzhi watched the rain pouring outside the kitchen's semi‑open courtyard, eating large pieces of meat, and suddenly recalled.

Ah, now that I think of it, when I was making meat jerky earlier, I never thought to free up a Space Warehouse and store fresh meat inside my own Space Warehouse.

Thinking of this, she felt she really must keep developing the Space, to improve life, upgrade the Spiritual Field, upgrade the Mall, upgrade the Warehouse.

After finishing the meal, Lin Manzhi's heart was full of vigor, feeling she had endless energy.

She immediately began to try—Hydroponic planting of lettuce.