Chapter 2556: Rustling Down (51)

Shiler successfully bought three large bags of garden soil, shovels for digging, and some sundries like water pots and water pipes in the gardening area.

He didn't buy grass seeds. Mainly, the quality of the grass seeds here is not good and doesn't meet the needs of the lawn in the wealthy area. However, the vendor selling grass seeds gave Shiler a phone number. His cousin does business in the wealthy area, and Shiler can request home delivery.

Shiler didn't let the boss deliver these garden soil and tools to his home, but just let the boss help lift them into the trunk of his car. He planned to fill them with gray fog himself.

After all, there is really no way to fill them shovel by shovel. On the one hand, the room has just been cleaned, so it would be too dusty to do that. On the other hand, it is too strenuous. Except for burying corpses, Shiler rarely does this kind of physical work.

Driving back home, he met an unexpected person, Killer Croc. He parked the original small truck at the door of Shiler's house, and Zatanna was using magic to move something inside.

Shiler's car parked behind the truck. Killer Croc discovered him immediately. Shiler got out of the car, put his hand above his eyes to block the sun, looked at the two of them and said, "Why are you here? What are you moving?"

"Of course it's garden soil." Zatanna also narrowed her eyes in the sun. The baseball cap she wore couldn't completely block the fierce sun, so she simply took off the cap and wiped the sweat on her forehead.

"Raven made a phone call saying that she blew a big pit in your backyard. Anyway, we were the ones who brought her here, so we can't let you solve it alone."

Shiler looked back at his trunk and said, "You should have sent me a text message earlier, I have already bought it."

"That's just right, the few bags we bought might not be enough. It's better to have more. Anyway, if you want to grow vegetables later, you will also use soil, so you can always use it."

"I brought some beautiful stones. Don't you want to make a small vegetable garden?" Killer Croc said while moving the bags down, "I am good at this work, I can build a vegetable garden for you in the corner of the garden."

Shiler hesitated for a moment and said, "Then I'll trouble you."

Killer Croc waved his hand and didn't take it to heart. Soon the garden soil Shiler bought and the ones they brought were all moved to the backyard.

Shiler gestured in the backyard and said, "I plan to make a vegetable garden this big. Plant it in the open air here, and build a small greenhouse here."

"Build a greenhouse?!" Zatanna was a little shocked.

"It's just a warm shed." Shiler said, "It can be built with bamboo poles and plastic cloth. The main function is to raise seedlings."

"You actually know how to grow vegetables?!" Zatanna was even more shocked.

"Don't you?" Shiler said with a little disgust, "Have you never grown it? Not even once?"

"Come on, I am a magician, how could I possibly..."

At this time, Killer Croc spoke. He shook his head and said, "No, Professor, the vegetable garden you want to make is far beyond my imagination. If you make it this big, our soil is completely insufficient."

"I just want to fill the pit, the vegetable garden can be made later." Shiler said, "It happens that the garden over there hasn't been taken care of for a long time, maybe you can ask a gardener to finish it together."

"But the weather is cold." Killer Croc said, "If you plant it now, you can have the last harvest before winter comes, but if it's a few days later, it's not certain."

"You also know how to grow vegetables?!" Zatanna looked at Killer Croc in shock again.

"Don't be so surprised, people in the East District will grow some things more or less. The slums are not strictly managed, and some small balconies on the roofs of some bungalows will grow some plants."

"But there was no sunlight before, how did you keep them alive?" Zatanna was more confused.

"As long as you raise enough, naturally some will survive. Seeds are not worth much money."

Zatanna now knows where those beating plants and those outrageous animals in Cat Getan came from. It turns out they are all products of failed exhaustive methods.

"Do you think we should make the vegetable garden first?" Shiler touched his chin and said.

He was actually a little moved, because first of all, the big pit in the backyard can be considered a spectacle. There shouldn't be any house in the whole community with such a big pit in the backyard. This can cause widespread discussion at the housewarming banquet, and maybe it can be pulled to aliens or something, which is a quite good topic.

Secondly, Shiler really wanted to grow vegetables. The season and temperature are not a problem. The key is that Merkel is not here, which is a great opportunity.

When Merkel comes back after a while, the vegetables will just be harvested. If Merkel meets immature vegetables, then this batch of vegetables might not live to be eaten.

Shiler made up his mind, so they shifted the focus from filling the pit to building the vegetable garden.

Villa areas in the United States have never forbidden growing vegetables, but they are not allowed to be grown in the front yard near the road. It is necessary to maintain the cleanliness and beauty of the lawn to ensure stable housing prices, so as to achieve community segregation.

But the backyard is casual. Whether it is made into a lawn, garden, playground, or even a landscape pavilion, no one cares.

Of course, Shiler's new house backyard cannot have a garden as large as the manor, but the backyard is not small, divided into four areas.

In the middle is the lawn and the big pit, on the left is the somewhat abandoned garden, on the right is the expected vegetable garden, and in front is the porch behind the house, which is larger and wider than the front porch and can accommodate a set of dining tables for more than ten people, which can be used for backyard gatherings.

He bounced up like a resurrected zombie, took a deep breath, and started vomiting wildly. But precisely because of his violent movement, more blood seeped out from the sewing threads and wounds, and several police officers retreated further.

Fortunately, Killer Croc is really too good at building bricks. Even though the natural thin brick slabs he brought are not the ugly red bricks, most of them are irregular stone pieces of gray, brown, and dark blue that have been cut, but he can build them up one by one very neatly.

The enclosed vegetable garden blends with the blue-gray courtyard wall, beautiful and tidy, and more importantly, it looks very natural, not like a man-made product. Shiler is quite satisfied.

"This is my unique skill." Killer Croc said, "Actually, I considered going to do decoration, which is also quite profitable, and not too tiring, but this is the next goal. I don't have connections in this area yet, let's talk about it after I save some money."

"Maybe you know the second-hand market in the East District?" Shiler said, "I met a friend there, people call him Black Skin Martin."

Killer Croc raised his eyebrows and said, "You actually go there, and you know Martin. This guy is quite famous, known as the know-it-all of the market."

"Are his connections useful to you?"

"Of course, it's even very useful. Many jobs like decorating houses and gardens need to use second-hand furniture. That is the largest second-hand furniture wholesale market, but ordinary people can't figure out the market, if there is an acquaintance to introduce..."

"He will come over tonight, but it is not convenient to arrange for you to meet for the time being. I will ask him for contact information, and you can go find him later."

Killer Croc was very happy and worked faster. Shiler watched his arms flying up and down, and the remaining half of the wall was finished in just a few minutes. He thought, just like the moving market, maybe the Cat Getan decoration market will set off another storm.

They poured the soil into the built vegetable garden. Shiler simply taught Zatanna how to open ridges. Zatanna swore that she would also make a vegetable garden in the backyard of the bookstore, but judging from her distracted expression when listening to the explanation, the hope of success is not great.

It stands to reason that people come to help, so they should be treated to a meal, but Shiler doesn't have normal ingredients at home, so he has to order takeout from a nearby restaurant.

He was also ordering takeout for the first time. Although he had ordered some items for takeout in the manor before, they were all handled by Merkel.

Takeout in this era is ordered by phone. Before calling, you have to use a computer to log in to their webpage to browse the menu, fill in the pre-menu, write down the numbers after the webpage URL, and then call to tell the other party the numbers, your address, and delivery time, and then it is considered ordered.

Shiler fiddled for a long time before succeeding. Zatanna was still gloating on the side, "I knew some old antiques couldn't use computers. You wouldn't still be in the paper office era, right?"

Shiler said in his heart that he really couldn't use the computer of this era, because it was really too backward. He actually needed to enter code on the webpage controller to display the numbers of the URL. Is the technology tree of this universe biased?

He completely forgot that when he bought the computer, people clearly introduced that the family-oriented and intelligentization of Luthor Group's computers were better, while Wei En Group's computers were more professional and complex, but he still chose Wei En Group's computers, which was purely self-inflicted.

By the time the takeout arrived and they finished eating, it was already close to dusk. The two said goodbye and left soon.

Shiler was tidying up things in the living room and remembered that the crystal ball he bought was left in the car. He went to the garage to get it, but didn't move, but put it on the table on the backyard porch, intending to wait for Martin to come and ask him what this thing was.

After tossing for a whole day, Shiler felt a little sleepy. Remembering that he still had class tomorrow, he went upstairs, lay on the bed, checked his mobile email, and replied to the students' all-encompassing, strange, but not very related questions about psychology.

Soon, Shiler fell asleep.

"Ah!!!"

Suddenly a scream came from downstairs. Shiler woke up suddenly. He walked to the window, pulled the curtain and looked down, and a person fell in front of the backyard porch.

Shiler went downstairs quickly and walked out from the back door with big strides. When he approached the man, he found that he had no breath.

Shiler walked closer and saw the crystal ball he was holding in his hand fell on the lawn. It didn't break, but the magic energy in it had disappeared.

Shiler felt something in his heart, walked over and lifted the clothes on the man's back.

Sure enough, there was a familiar tattoo on his back, coming from the Penitence Cartel.

Ding-a-ling!

The doorbell rang, and a somewhat familiar voice came from in front of the door.

"Hello, sir, I am Martin, I am here to deliver the goods to you, the gift you ordered has arrived!"

Shiler soon appeared in front of the door. He opened the door a crack.

Martin saw Shiler wearing pajamas and smiled apologetically, saying, "I didn't know you were resting. Do you want me to send it in for you?"

"Come in." Shiler stepped back half a step and gave him space.

The moment Martin walked into the door holding the wooden carving box, he saw Shiler holding a long kitchen knife in his hand. ===== CHAPTER 2557 =====