Quick Transmigration: Passer-by Craftsman System [MTL]

Chapter 129

There are many people entering the Silent Territory, but not many will specifically seek out this side of the lake, and even fewer are willing to stay. They were suspicious of the new weird lord Qingchuan, and the Silent Territory was indeed not a good place, so after a rainy season, there were still only these three people as permanent residents.

Qingchuan didn't care too much, he was busy planting trees.

There is a lot of water in the rainy season and the land is relatively moist. He extended out to the lake and planted many trees. Most of them are big trees that are about 20 years old, and some are purchased from the system for five or six years. Seed the saplings, sprinkle them with rooting powder and plant them.

There are local varieties, and there are also varieties that are not found locally that were planted by Qingchuan Shenlai.

The paper people worked day and night and could plant hundreds of trees a day, and the tree people continued to play a bonus role, but in the end only one fifth survived.

Every day, I spend my points like water.

There is a piece of land behind the forest that has been entrusted to a group of vampires to help build a school. In the Western fantasy world, a vampire with good taste from the West is suitable for building a school that Qingchuan requires and will become a landmark building in the future.

I don't have children yet, but I will have them sooner or later, so make some preparations early.

He likes to plan ahead so that he won't be disrupted by unexpected changes in the future.

The small lake has expanded a bit, covering an area of ​​almost forty or fifty acres, and its depth has also deepened by about half a meter. There is a spring below it, and sweet spring water continuously gushes out. The fish and shrimp inside are well raised and taste good.

The patch of lotus flowers by the lake have adapted, and now lotus pods have grown, and dragonflies have also flown.

The author who built this world is probably an Oriental. Although it is a Western fantasy world, many Oriental species appear. Qingchuan is even less reliable than that author. He wants to try to see if he can grow anything, regardless of the east, west, north or south.

Qingchuan was sitting in a small boat looking for lotus pods among the withering lotus leaves.

He reached out and grabbed the stem of the lotus pod and pinched it off, then threw the lotus pod into the small bamboo basket next to him. The system was sitting inside peeling the lotus seeds, peeling off the outer layer of skin, removing the bitter lotus heart inside, and threw the peeled fresh lotus seeds into Qingchuan's hands.

Qingchuan ate the crispy and sweet lotus seeds, and watched the white waterfowl that flew over from where he didn't know when, and didn't know if he settled here or settled here, flying past his eyes with a small fish in his mouth.

There were two shrimp baskets placed on the shore. Qingchuan rowed the boat over and picked up the shrimp net. There were already fifteen or sixteen green-skinned shrimps in them. He put the small ones away, leaving only a few big ones. It's actually not enough for a meal, but it makes me happy just to look at it.

It's delicious when boiled in water, and it's also delicious when put in wine to make drunken shrimps.

By chance, he found some eggs under the aquatic plants on the shore. He didn't know what the eggs were, like bugs or snails. He quietly covered the aquatic plants again.

Not far away, white smoke billowed out from the gray-black house. Which single man was cooking?

"We will be able to dig lotus roots in a few days, and when the time comes, we will send some to them." Qingchuan thought.