Chapter 33: Lunchbox Meeting

Mo Mishu naturally nodded and agreed immediately; from the very beginning, when his boss wanted to investigate this young lady, he had sensed something was amiss.

When he saw that contract, he was already very shocked.

Based on his understanding of his own boss, the things stated in that contract must be true.

After arriving here and seeing that slightly thin and weak little sapling with his own eyes, he was already unable to walk away.

Although it was small, it was authentic!

Seeing it made his hands itch so much that even touching it for just a moment would leave him with no regrets in this life.

But, his own boss was acting like a mother hen protecting her chicks.

The posture was as if he would take action if he dared to reach out.

However, it was fortunate that Boss Ruan was generous enough; since she proposed going into the courtyard to take a look, there must certainly be plants in that courtyard.

"Then I shall respectfully obey."

The moment the gate opened, the smile on Mo Mishu's face froze, and his eyes widened quite a bit.

They were about to pop out of his spectacle frames.

What kind of divine place is this? Are the things growing in the courtyard with large patches of green leaves really authentic plants?

Just at this moment, a breeze blew by, bringing a fresh scent that belonged uniquely to plants.

So real!!!

All of this is real, ah ah ah ah!

"I-I-I, can I touch one?"

The expression of every Interstellar person upon seeing plants is so interesting; this brings Ruan Mian a lot of amusement!

Observing the diversity of human expressions.

Even someone as steady as Mo Mishu had lost his composure; it was truly too funny.

"Of course, if Mo Mishu doesn't mind, I actually have some work I'd like to ask you both to help with."

After speaking, Ruan Mian walked in quickly, went to a very dense cluster of branches and leaves, reached out to push the leaves aside, and conveniently took the shovel handed over by 917.

Right under the two men's puzzled gazes, she used one hand to grab a large handful of sweet potato leaves, and with the other hand, she picked up the shovel and dug down quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly.

Before the "don't" in Huo Junze and Mo Mishu's mouths could even be spoken, Ruan Mian had already cut off that handful of leaves.

In an instant, they felt as if their hearts were dripping blood.

Ruan Mian didn't notice their comical expressions at all; she shoveled again, and a hint of a different dark red color was revealed within the black soil.

Carefully digging it out, a large and long sweet potato was completely revealed before everyone's eyes.

"This is a sweet potato. The sweet potatoes here are almost mature, but they are planted quite densely. Are you willing to come and experience the joy of digging sweet potatoes?"

"So this is how sweet potatoes grow!"

Mo Mishu had also looked up information on the products Ruan Mian had previously listed in her shop, and now he had truly seen it for himself.

So many melons, fruits, and vegetables!

So many plants!

Moving faster than him was Huo Junze, who had been silent all along; he took a quick step to Ruan Mian's side and reached out his hand to her.

The meaning was that he wanted to take the shovel from her hand.

"I can try."

This was exactly what she wanted—these free laborers—so she hurriedly handed the shovel over respectfully.

"You go ahead, it's very simple. Feel free to dig; it doesn't matter if you break them, they can be used to feed the chickens."

Those chicks are actually eating so well?!

While surprised, he also felt it was understandable; no wonder the eggs they laid could taste so delicious when cooked.

They were all raised using precious plants; how could they not taste good!

"Me, me, me! Me too! I can dig too!"

Not giving Mo Mishu, who had run over, any chance to touch Ruan Mian, Huo Junze took the shovel from 917's hand first and tossed it to him.

"Use your hands to dig, don't use your mouth."

To be mocked while digging a sweet potato—forget it, who told him to pay so much!

Moreover, this was his time for intimate contact with the plants; all words were ineffective attacks to him.

He waved the small shovel in his hand, but for a long time, he couldn't bring himself to start. Such precious plants, did they really have to be cut?

The next second, he saw that Ruan Mian had already tidied up the sweet potato vines she had just cut and tossed them all into the chicken coop.

The moment they landed, almost all the chickens pounced on them, pecking incessantly like chicks pecking at rice.

Turning his head, he saw the two men in the field staring intently at the direction of the chicken coop, wishing they could stare a hole through it.

Is that really necessary???

Ruan Mian found it somewhat funny, "What are you two doing? Slacking off? If you don't work, I won't treat you to something delicious later!"

Speaking of delicious food, Huo Junze finally remembered the purpose of calling Mo Mishu over.

"By the way, Ruan Mian, I had Mo Mishu bring some things over." He turned to look at Mo Mishu, who was still touching the sweet potato leaves in front of him.

Who knew that Mo Mishu, who was always like a worm in his stomach, would be so slow to act.

He had truly forgotten himself upon seeing the plants.

Unable to help it, he kicked him, and only then did he shift his gaze back, though somewhat reluctantly.

"Then should I go move them in now?"

Huo Junze raised an eyebrow.

His whole face was practically writing, 'Otherwise?'

He rushed out with quick steps, and after a short while, he ran back empty-handed.

Everything was stored in his Light Brain.

Ruan Mian looked at the at least fifty boxes laid out before her, all of various styles; one could practically hold an exhibition with them.

"Where on earth did you go to scavenge so many boxes?"

Speaking of this, Mo Mishu could not hide the pride in his bones, and his tone became much more confident, making him seem like a completely different person from the dazed man in the sweet potato vine field just a moment ago.

Forget it, she was already used to this group of people having two faces.

"Once the Huo Group lets out word, naturally there will be plenty of partners proactively coming to our door seeking cooperation!"

After finishing, he even opened his Light Brain, which showed dozens more companies that had submitted information, though he hadn't brought the finished products over.

"Boss Ruan, you can take a look first; if there are any you find suitable, I will go and negotiate with the partners, and if there aren't any suitable ones, I will go look for more."

If it really came to it, and there were no suitable ones, they could specially build a factory to produce the lunch boxes Boss Ruan wanted.

If Ruan Mian knew what these two were thinking in their hearts, she would definitely shout, "I'm going to fight you rich people to the death!"

But in the current mind of Mo Mishu, such precious plants were likely worthy of even a lunch box made of diamonds!

However, Ruan Mian revealed a smile as she looked at this pile of lunch boxes; it seemed today's business could continue, and she even had a good idea!

"Oh, right, I also brought a few big items over. Would Boss Ruan like to go take a look? The boss specially had me transport them over!"

Her appetite had been whetted; what kind of good things were they, to require being specially transported over?