Chapter 215: Snacks

Cloud's Arch-Enemy: The last one is watermelon seedlings; we have cultivated these the most, because once we almost harvested a watermelon, we thought they were easy to raise. Moreover, watermelons are big and also filling.

The other party's words were full of caution; Cheng Shuili could almost picture the two youngsters huddled together on the other side of the screen, discussing wording.

She pursed her lips and began to calculate.

Now there is one strawberry, one watermelon, and ninety‑four planting slots.

How should they be allocated to be most economical?

She didn't rush to decide, but asked, "Do we have scallions, ginger, garlic?"

Cloud's Arch-Enemy: Got them, got them, we have all of them! Can't do without them! I specifically had my partner cultivate them!

She seemed proud.

Cheng Shuili let out a light laugh; before she could reply, another message arrived.

Cloud's Arch-Enemy: Also cilantro!

Cheng Shuili frowned; she hates cilantro.

Moreover, what's the difference between cilantro and the leafy greens the Cloud's Arch-Enemy called wasteful of seeds?

How did cilantro appear?

Biased, huh.

The clacking of the keyboard sounded especially clear in the silent room.

Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji: No cilantro. Five stalks each of scallion, ginger, and garlic.

This ingredient is indispensable for Qi Wan Yi's cooking, so we need a bit more; the large scallion Ailin gave him kept Qi Wan Yi happy for a long time.

Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji: Ten potatoes, ten sweet potatoes, ten corn. Five each of tomato, eggplant, green pepper, pumpkin, and winter melon. Five apple trees, five blueberries. Add four more watermelons and strawberries to make the numbers match.

Potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn are staple foods, and there are many ways to eat them; having a variety is definitely fine!

All vegetables are five each, which is very balanced.

After sending that message, she quickly mental‑calculated that the total now is eighty‑eight plants.

There are still six empty planting slots.

What else is needed?

Cheng Shuili felt conflicted and simply decided to consult the chef Qi Wan Yi's opinion.

Wan Yi: What? You say we can plant scallion, ginger, garlic?! Plant them!!!? Can I now stir‑fry with freshly harvested garlic?

That's not the point!

Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji: What should we plant in the remaining six slots?

Wan Yi: Ginger removes fishy smell; we can't eat meat without it. No need to say how important scallion is. Garlic… what's that saying? Eat noodles without garlic, the aroma is half gone!

Cheng Shuili: "…"

Alright, she understood.

Cheng Shuili opened a private chat with the Cloud's Arch-Enemy.

Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji: Add two more each of scallion, ginger, garlic to the previous five, making seven of each. All plants together total ninety‑four, got it?

This time the reply was noticeably slower.

Cheng Shuili got up, took a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed it, and slowly took a sip.

It was still a bit cold; next time she'll get room‑temperature water.

She was thinking when she suddenly felt the vehicle stop, and the cockpit door was pushed open.

Su Rui walked out.

Their gazes met; Cheng Shuili thought Su Rui would greet her, the Lao Da, but Su Rui stared straight ahead and walked toward the refrigerator.

Cheng Shuili: "…"

Yes, inside the vehicle, the thing Su Rui respects most is probably this refrigerator.

She squatted under Cheng Shuili's gaze, deftly opened the freezer compartment, and took out a bottle of mineral water she had deliberately frozen into an ice cube.

She seemed to notice Cheng Shuili's gaze, lifted her eyes to glance at her, then after Cheng Shuili shook her head, she carried the ice‑filled bottle back to the cockpit.

After a moment, the stopped vehicle began moving again.

Cheng Shuili still stared at the cockpit; sometimes she truly wondered whether Su Rui not only lost her sense of taste, but also her ability to perceive temperature.

How could anyone chew ice cubes as a snack?!

Cheng Shuili had previously wondered if she was anemic, and after learning that servants don't get sick, she had nothing more to say.

Pure love, this is!

Cheng Shuili reluctantly withdrew her gaze, turned to look at the finished sunroom; after the famine ends, she'll finally be able to eat the fruit she grew.

Thinking that way, she actually felt a bit of anticipation.

The message notification sounded again; Cheng Shuili perked up and checked the messages.

Cloud's Arch-Enemy: Boss, we have all the plants you need, plenty, but preparing them takes time; can you wait two days? By the evening of the first night of the next disaster, we'll definitely hand over all the plants!

Before the evening of the first day of the next disaster?

That timing is extremely sensitive.

Now Wu Ya knows the next disaster information is no longer a secret; choosing this delivery time likely hints at protecting Wu Ya's safety.

Cheng Shuili wants to complete the deal but really dislikes this behavior; she shakes her head, pretending not to have heard the implication.

Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji: Fine.

The Cloud's Arch-Enemy, as if pardoned, let out a long sigh.

Mr. Dumpling heard the voice and guessed it was Wu Ya replying; she hurriedly asked, "What did he say?"

"Agreed! He said 'Fine'!" the Cloud's Arch-Enemy patted his chest, "Truly a boss, concise as always!"

Mr. Dumpling realized his friend didn't grasp the deeper meaning behind choosing that time; he thought it was just the time needed for the seedlings to grow.

She sighed, but said nothing.

Sometimes thinking more simply is also a good thing.

Cheng Shuili's fingers tapped the floor intermittently; ever since Su Rui moved onto the sofa to sleep, this carpet has become her territory.

To be honest, it's not as comfortable as the sofa.

But as Lao Da, enduring a little grievance for the subordinates is only right.

She propped her chin and waited a while longer, then couldn't help but ask Liang Shan Bo about the progress.

That's what she cares about most right now.

Liang Shan Bo Yu Zhu Ying Lai: Lao Da, don't be impatient! Aren't you still uneasy about me?

It's precisely because it's you that I'm uneasy!

Cheng Shuili frowned, thought, and considered that even Ge Wudi can be called Cow Dung Brother, acts so sloppily, yet can still fool a cross-dressing big boss; must be especially slick with words.

With that thought, she grew more worried about Liang Shan Bo, hurriedly warned: "They're not a good person; don't believe their nonsense!"

Liang Shan Bo, upon seeing the message, was first stunned for a moment, then furrowed their delicate little eyebrows in displeasure.

Lao Da actually doesn't trust her like this!

She treats this kind of mission like a strategy game! In this regard, she's an absolute master!

How could they possibly be fooled!

Liang Shan Bo was thinking that when a reply suddenly arrived.

Ge Wudi: "Sister, just trust and follow me; my strength hasn't shown yet, but once it does, it'll shock everyone!"

That's way too pretentious.

Liang Shan Bo pursed their lips, modulated their voice, and replied with a highly suggestive line.