Farming Games are All About Grinding
Chapter 190 - 183: There’s the straw raincoat! (Thanks to ’Hellcat’ for the 10,000 reward)

Chapter 190: Chapter 183: There’s the straw raincoat! (Thanks to ’Hellcat’ for the 10,000 reward)

He originally just wanted to act opposite the meat chicken to tease it a bit, but he didn’t expect it to pull a stunt like this, leaving a little surprise harvest.

Speaking of which, the Flame Bird’s wing attributes are really not bad.

These wings really have a dual purpose—you can pluck the feathers to make a cloak or eat the meat for a status boost.

See? If you don’t push it to the limit, you’ll never know how strong its potential truly is.

"Meat Chicken, are you okay now?" Han Qiwu approached the meat chicken in what he thought was a gentle tone, speaking with great care.

To his surprise, hearing Han Qiwu’s words only made the meat chicken run faster, jumping all over the place like crazy, desperately trying to prove it still had a chance, and that it was still a good bird!

"Alright, alright, I know you’re fine. Stop hopping around and come down quickly." Han Qiwu grabbed a handful of feed next to the feeder and tried to coax it.

"Xie! Xie!"

The meat chicken ignored him completely, continuing to jump around tirelessly, determined to show it still had life in it.

Just then, the meat chicken’s movements suddenly froze. Its body slowly tilted to one side and collapsed straight onto the ground, lying there stiffly.

"What’s happening now?" Han Qiwu hurried over, worried.

Did something really go wrong?

[Flame Bird]

[Health Status: Anemic, Exhausted, Currently Unconscious]

"Anemia, huh." Han Qiwu carefully placed the meat chicken back in the chicken coop. Looks like losing part of a wing really took a toll on it—otherwise, it wouldn’t have passed out like this.

Back at the feeder, Han Qiwu rummaged around for a long time and finally found a bag of golden star feed with blood-restoring properties. He opened the bag carefully and placed it beside the meat chicken’s beak.

"You guys, once it wakes up, let it eat on its own." Han Qiwu instructed the other chickens before leaving Wutong.

No point staying here and bothering it—better let it rest properly.

Of course, before leaving, Han Qiwu didn’t forget to collect the Flame Bird leg the meat chicken dropped today.

No good resource should go to waste, right?

A while later.

The meat chicken slightly opened its right eye, and after confirming that the owner wasn’t in Wutong, it smirked. It kept up its struggling act while slowly pecking at the feed.

After eating a few bites, it glanced at the entrance, squawked twice, and invited the other hens over to join in feasting on the golden star feed.

Life’s good!

After filling up, the meat chicken stood up, waddled over to the white-feathered hen, nuzzled her neck, and wrapped a wing around her as they wandered to the corner.

Heh-heh-heh.

After leaving Wutong, Han Qiwu walked into Jilei Mountain and led Little Red out to graze on some wild grass in the yard.

After all, cows need some activity to grow healthy.

"Flowers bloom in spring—fourteen, fifteen, sixteen..."

Hearing his phone ringtone, Han Qiwu pulled out his phone and glanced at the screen: Grandpa Chen.

"Xiao Han, if you’ve got time today, come over to my place. Aunt Guo wants to measure your head to make you a custom hat," Grandpa Chen’s voice brimmed with joy, completely different from his mood a while ago.

Emotions sure have a lot of power.

"Sure thing. I’ll be over in about half an hour; I’ve got a few things to take care of at home first." Han Qiwu smiled as he replied. Earlier this morning, when checking his logs, he had suspected Aunt Guo might give some kind of favor as a reward.

Looks like giving her that big red peony yesterday was the right move—it instantly boosted Aunt Guo’s fondness toward him.

Before heading over, he decided to bring Grandpa Chen an orchid so he could pass it along.

Flowers—they’re not in short supply at home.

Who knows what attributes Aunt Guo’s custom hat will have this time—he’s quite excited and hoping for a speed boost.

While Little Red happily grazed, Han Qiwu walked over to the spot where ten flowers bloomed, reaching out to pick the orchids and big red peonies.

As for the purple vetch flowers, Han Qiwu saw black bees buzzing around them as soon as he got close.

Having a beehive sure feels great.

Just like the descriptions of beehives, these black bees almost seemed to recognize Han Qiwu, flying gently around him instead of stinging him.

Unlike the flowers outside, the ten flowers in the yard remained vibrant, untouched by rain.

After wrapping up these tasks, Han Qiwu’s stomach started growling. He headed to the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles.

Looking at the plain noodles, he considered adding an egg, wild vegetables, or grilled meat slices—maybe even a mantis shrimp.

But then he glanced at his completely full stamina bar and felt a bit guilty eating anything fancy.

Since it’s raining today, he didn’t even need to water plants, so his stamina level stayed maxed out.

Though life has improved a lot, there’s no need to waste resources.

After finishing the simple bowl of noodles, Han Qiwu wasn’t hungry anymore. He grabbed the orchids, suited up in his raincoat, and headed out.

Arriving at Grandpa Chen’s house, the faint fragrance of orchids drifted in before Han Qiwu himself did.

"You, kid! You brought flowers again! The last one was really expensive, wasn’t it?" Grandpa Chen couldn’t help but say when he caught sight of Han Qiwu.

"Not expensive, not at all! I grow them myself." Han Qiwu chuckled, understanding Grandpa Chen’s sentiments.

Grandpa Chen looked at Han Qiwu in surprise. "You know how to grow flowers? A graduate student sure is something. But Aunt Guo is straightforward—after you gave her that big red peony last time, she felt so grateful she couldn’t think of a way to thank you. Took her forever before she decided to make you a hat. Now you’ve brought another flower—she can’t exactly make you another hat, can she?"

Han Qiwu chuckled, saying, "Ha, I wouldn’t mind that. Aunt Guo’s hats are excellent." After saying that, he placed the orchids near Grandpa Chen and added, "Please reassure Aunt Guo—these are just flowers, and they’d wilt if left unpicked anyway. No need to feel burdened. Didn’t she also give me a straw hat? It’s no big deal."

Seeing no reason to push further, Grandpa Chen couldn’t help but feel a bit pleased inside. He then grabbed a measuring tape, placed it on Han Qiwu’s head, and wrote down the measurements.

Once Grandpa Chen recorded the data, Han Qiwu wasted no time in saying goodbye and heading off—it was fishing time, after all!

After Han Qiwu left, Grandpa Chen changed into clean clothes, grabbed an umbrella, and carefully brought the orchids to Aunt Guo’s house.

With practice from the earlier visits, he found entering the yard much easier this time.

Seeing the orchids in Chen Dashan’s hands, Guo Zihong was both delighted and flustered.

Delighted because the orchids were of exquisite quality—she’d never seen orchids of such high caliber.

Flustered because she had no idea how to properly thank Han Qiwu.

Noticing her expression, Chen Dashan immediately understood and explained, "Don’t worry so much. Xiao Han said these are just flowers, and if left alone, they’d wilt anyway. Plus, he really likes your handmade hats—you could make another to show your thanks."

Hearing this, Guo Zihong rolled her eyes at Chen Dashan and replied, "You think making hats is as simple as cooking? It takes me eight to ten days to finish one hat!" She then glanced at her collection of hats, debating whether to dismantle a few for Han Qiwu’s sake.

"Rainy season is frequent in spring. How about making him a rain cape?" Chen Dashan suggested while observing raindrops falling from the eaves.

"Great idea! Old Chen, you’ve been quick on your feet lately!" Aunt Guo’s eyes lit up—that was a good suggestion.

"There’s a grove of palm trees on the west side of town. Since the rain isn’t too heavy today, why don’t we go pick some palm leaves?" Grandpa Chen proposed with a smile.

"Sounds good! Palm flowers are edible too, so we can pick some and try them. Shall we ask Xiao Han if he’s interested in coming along?" Aunt Guo suggested.

Although Grandpa Chen wasn’t too keen on the idea, he still took out his phone to call Han Qiwu, secretly hoping he’d refuse.

"Xiao Han, where are you now? Aunt Guo wants to gather some palm leaves to make you a rain cape, and also pick some palm flowers to try. Want to come along?"

Over at the seaside, Han Qiwu perked up immediately when he heard the idea.

A rain cape!

Just the thought sounded cool.

It’d be so fitting to wear while fishing!

Still, Han Qiwu wanted to fish for a while before joining them.

It took effort to bike all the way here—not using some stamina would feel like a waste.

He knew that with the dual buffs of [Meticulous Farmer] and [Laurel’s Blessing], he recovered 6 stamina points per hour.

If he didn’t expend it, it’d go to waste.

"Grandpa Chen, I’ve got a few things to handle here. I’ll need about three hours. Is that okay for you guys?" Han Qiwu replied honestly.

Before Grandpa Chen could say anything, Aunt Guo piped up, "No problem, no problem! I’ll stay home and work on hats for a while. When you’re free, just come over. I’ll make a spicy stir-fry with palm flowers for lunch—you’ve probably never had it before."

"Sounds great! Thanks, Aunt Guo. See you later."