Farming Games are All About Grinding
Chapter 207 - 199: Got the Fisherman’s Hat!

Chapter 207: Chapter 199: Got the Fisherman’s Hat!

March 4th Log

Planting Experience +67

Foraging Experience +396

Fishing Experience +0

Combat Experience +647

Mining Experience +924

Character Affinity Changes:

None

Current Gold: 4914 Gold

Historical Earnings: 153875 Gold

"xie! xie! xie!"

With the morning light, the meat chicken enthusiastically crowed, and its voice was rather pleasant.

That chicken neck would definitely be delicious to eat.

Glancing briefly at the log, Han Qiwu got out of bed and gave the TV a pat.

[Weather Forecast]

Tomorrow will be a thunderstorm.

[Life Tip]

Selling strawberries directly isn’t a wise choice. Try processing them further!

[Almanac]

Good for research, avoid greed and anger.

[Shennong Recipes]

[Shennong is feeling unwell today and won’t be teaching recipes]

"Tomorrow’s a thunderstorm?" Han Qiwu calculated the days and nodded slightly.

Tomorrow happens to be Awakening of Insects; a thunderstorm is normal.

He wasn’t sure if the thunderstorm would affect the crops in the yard, so he planned to observe closely.

As for the info in the life tip, Han Qiwu had the same idea. He planned to harvest the strawberries first, store them, and then figure out the next step once deep processing methods were available.

"Grandpa Shennong, take good rest and drink more warm water." Han Qiwu muttered a couple of sentences and walked to the yard to start watering the rice paddies with his copper wine kettle.

After watering the rice paddies, Han Qiwu heard a string of noises coming from Jilei Mountain.

"Moo moo moo!"

"Moo moo!"

Curious, Han Qiwu walked to the window overlooking Jilei Mountain, recalling the graceful figure of his former headteacher while mimicking that posture and peeking inside the mountain.

At a glance, he really noticed something.

The Angus cattle seemed to be in puppy love.

Its sweetheart appeared to be Little Red, the cow next to it.

Although the wooden fence stood between them, it didn’t stop the Angus cattle from tossing feed from its trough over to Little Red.

This guy seemed to be a repeat offender; the motion of tossing cow feed was very skilled. He lowered his head, used his horns to pick up a few clumps of fibrous feed, and then with a sharp upward motion, sent the feed flying directly into Little Red’s trough.

Each time Little Red ate a bite of feed, she’d immediately lift her head and softly moo, as if complimenting the Angus cattle.

"These cow lovers!" Han Qiwu was both annoyed and amused.

Little Red eating more feed wasn’t a big deal. He had money and could afford it.

But the Angus cattle always eating less—that was a serious problem.

It’s a meat cow!

If it doesn’t eat feed, how will it grow?!

Its belly, tongue, shank, and brisket are all supposed to provide nutrition for me!

Speaking of which,

the livestock at home all seem to have a bit of an odd streak.

Here’s hoping the meat ducks he buys next time won’t have similar issues.

After all, he’s counting on Grandpa Shennong to teach him how to make roast duck.

Few things are better than roast duck wrapped in a pancake!

Pulling his gaze back, Han Qiwu deliberately stomped his foot a few times and pushed the door open to enter Jilei Mountain.

"Moo moo!"

As soon as Han Qiwu stepped in, the Angus cattle immediately got excited, mooing loudly while jumping around.

It looked just like a black mound of mud come to life.

"You brat! Not eating feed but still exercising!"

Han Qiwu ignored it, walked over to the other cows, and added feed for them one by one before finally stopping at the Angus cattle’s trough.

"Little An, are you hungry?"

"Moo!" The Angus cattle nodded repeatedly.

"How about I pour feed for you while you eat? Eat as much as I pour, okay?" Han Qiwu grinned mischievously, ensuring the Angus cattle wouldn’t be able to toss feed to Little Red.

All of it would go into its belly—let’s see how it feeds others now!

"Moo!" The Angus cattle nodded obediently in agreement.

Han Qiwu picked up a bag of feed and gradually poured it into the trough. While he poured, the Angus cattle ate.

"This is more like it."

After feeding an entire bag of feed, Han Qiwu left Jilei Mountain, preparing to water the other crops using the Wind and Rain Potion.

As he walked out, the Angus cattle rested smugly on the side for a moment before shaking its body slightly, turning back to the trough to start regurgitating.

Didn’t expect that, huh? I can regurgitate!

Little Red, wait for me! I’ll feed you in a bit!

After using the second-to-last Wind and Rain Potion for this month, Han Qiwu replaced the ores in the furnace and was just about to leave when his phone started ringing: "A light yellow dress, fluffy hair."

Picking up the phone, he saw it was Grandpa Chen.

"Xiao Han, got some time today? Come by Aunt Guo’s house later. The hat and raincoat are ready. Come and see if they fit," Grandpa Chen said cheerfully.

"Sure, I’ll come over in half an hour." Han Qiwu replied with a smile, feeling warm inside.

It feels great to have someone care for you and make clothes for you.

Custom tailoring feels worlds apart from buying clothes in a store.

"Alright then, take your time. Don’t bother making breakfast; Aunt Guo made red oil rice noodles. Just come over and eat," Grandpa Chen chuckled.

Han Qiwu acknowledged, put down the phone, and went to chop wood nearby.

While his energy was still high, he decided to chop more wood to stockpile materials.

For the fish pond!

For caviar!

After twenty minutes of chopping wood, Han Qiwu wiped his sweat, walked over to the phoenix trees, collected today’s eggs, and checked the egg reserves in his storage box.

He set aside ten ordinary-sized eggs in the inventory slots.

Later, he’d bring them to Aunt Guo.

No need to give them to Grandpa Chen; judging by his behavior these past few days, he probably stayed at her place freeloading meals.

Giving them to Aunt Guo was the same as giving them to him.

Riding his bike, Han Qiwu arrived at Aunt Guo’s house.

Before he even entered, he caught the scent of red oil wafting through the yard and instinctively swallowed hard.

The aroma was incredible.

Top-tier red oil had a rich, deep flavor—spicy for the mouth but not for the stomach. It was never overwhelming, growing more addictive the more you ate.

Entering the yard, Han Qiwu immediately saw the raincoat and hat hanging on the rack.

The freshly-made raincoat looked exceptionally stylish, emanating an air of a reclusive expert with its blend of smooth curves and sharp edges—it was captivating at first glance.

"Don’t just stand there! Come eat some noodles and try Aunt Guo’s cooking," Aunt Guo chuckled, pulling Han Qiwu to sit on a stone stool and pointing at three bowls of toppings on the stone table. "We’ve got beef, intestines, and chicken giblets. Help yourself and add whatever you want. If there’s not enough red oil, feel free to add more. Make yourself at home!"

"Alright, thank you, Aunt Guo. These ten eggs are from my chickens; please enjoy them." Han Qiwu handed over the small basket he was carrying.

"No need to be so formal with Aunt Guo." Aunt Guo smiled warmly as she accepted the basket and glanced over its contents. "Wow, these eggs look beautiful. Xiao Han is so handsome that even his chickens lay good-looking eggs."

"Looks aren’t everything; it all comes down to strategy during the game," Grandpa Chen muttered, grabbing a large bowl of red oil rice noodles and placing it in front of Han Qiwu. "Eat up."

Han Qiwu chuckled; Aunt Guo was truly straightforward.

Picking up his chopsticks, he glanced at the attributes of the red oil rice noodles.

[Red Oil Rice Noodles]

[+80 Stamina]

[+40 HP]

[Special Effect - Warmth: Ignore negative effects of icy environments for 3 hours]

[Note: Liu Bei once said after eating, ’Such wealth! Today’s happiness is immeasurable. Delicious indeed.’]

Time to slurp!

After taking a few big bites, Han Qiwu didn’t hesitate to spoon together all three types of toppings.

Delicious!

Back in school, adding extra toppings to rice noodles cost 8 Yuan, and they didn’t even taste as good as Aunt Guo’s.

What a treat!

Half an hour later.

Full and satisfied, Han Qiwu leaned back in his chair and patted his slightly rounded belly.

"Xiao Han sure has a good appetite; he must’ve eaten about a pound of noodles alone," Aunt Guo said, glancing at the remaining noodles in surprise.

"Eating well is a blessing. Xiao Han’s at the perfect age for growing," Grandpa Chen retorted, a little defiant. "When I was younger, I could eat a pound and a half myself."

"Alright, alright, you could eat two pounds," Aunt Guo waved dismissively.

Han Qiwu secretly laughed; he’d noticed something peculiar—Grandpa Chen always acted like a competitive child around Aunt Guo, even trying to overshadow her compliments.

Could it be that love makes people feel youthful?

Aunt Guo pulled Han Qiwu over to the nearby rack, "Come, try on the raincoat and fisherman’s hat; see if they fit."

"Fisherman’s hat?" Han Qiwu said, pleasantly surprised as he accepted it.

The deep blue fisherman’s hat had a great tactile feel and excellent breathability. Unlike baseball caps with long, jutting brims, the fisherman’s hat had a small, gently sloping brim—a narrow and modest design that could be worn deep for better functionality.

[Fisherman’s Hat]

[Effects activate upon wearing]

[Attributes: +10 Max Stamina, +1 Float Length]

[Special Effect - Professional Skills: Extends fishing mini-game time by 5 seconds]

[Special Effect - Fisherman’s Legacy: +1 Fishing Level and automatically selects Fisherman as the profession]

[Note: This fisherman’s hat can also hold fish—it works surprisingly well!]

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