Mountain Looting: Targeted by a Leopard at the Start-Chapter 72 - The Rewards of the Lottery
Chapter 72: Chapter 72: The Rewards of the Lottery!
Chapter 72 -72: The Rewards of the Lottery!
After the people from the Forestry Bureau left, Xu Yang rested at the farm for a day.
That evening, he checked his popularity value.
On the day he entered the mountain, Xu Yang had gained more than 60,000 popularity points.
Now, his total popularity value had reached 110,000.
As usual, he chose to do one Advanced Lottery and one Ordinary Lottery.
[Host has chosen Ordinary Lottery, drawing in progress…]
[Congratulations, you have received an Ordinary Reward:]
[Cart-style Weed Cutter: A highly efficient weed cutter with a very low failure rate, capable of quickly cleaning the lawn.]
The Ordinary Reward was a weed cutter.
Not bad at all.
Many areas of the farm were overgrown with weeds that needed to be cleared from time to time, otherwise they would grow knee-high.
Removing the weeds cleanly made everything look crisp and clear.
Li Shan was the one taking care of the weeding, and with the cart-style weed cutter, he would be able to save some effort.
This type of weed cutter was not the most advanced model; the most advanced ones were those that you could sit on, which were far more expensive.
[Host has chosen Advanced Lottery, drawing in progress…]
[Congratulations, you have received an Advanced Reward:]
[Exclusive Motorcycle: A motorcycle with extremely powerful performance, strong power and control, perfectly suitable for rugged mountain roads.]
[Remark: Comes with two matching helmets, host may choose the color and style.]
The reward from the Advanced Lottery really surprised Xu Yang.
It was actually a motorcycle.
In mountain village life, motorcycles were a great asset; there were some paths cars couldn’t pass, but motorcycles could.
In the Southern tea mountains, where the roads were rugged and dangerous, tea pickers rode their motorcycles up and down the mountains everyday, which made their work much more efficient.
“I was just thinking of buying a motorcycle, and I actually won one.”
“Just perfect.”
A hint of joy flickered in Xu Yang’s expression.
A mediocre motorcycle would cost between thirty to fifty thousand, and there’s no need to elaborate on the expensive ones, which could cost several hundred thousand.
Xu Yang had planned to buy just an ordinary one, something good enough to ride and carry loads.
To think that now he had actually won one.
He began to select the style for the motorcycle.
Xu Yang chose the most common exterior, which looked very similar to the regular motorcycles in the village, and selected black as the color, giving it an understated appearance.
Once the selection was made, the system would send the order to the motorcycle factory, and someone would deliver it the next day.
Such large items were obtained through orders, as they couldn’t just appear out of thin air.
The next morning, the weather was clear.
Xu Yang went to the chicken coop to collect a fresh hen’s egg and made himself an egg custard.
The egg custard was simple to make: beat an egg, mix well, add some water, and steam it in a pressure cooker.
After taking it out, drizzle some soy sauce on top and sprinkle with chopped green onions for a fragrant and tender meal that was particularly appetizing.
The two hens laid eggs diligently, maintaining a steady rate of one egg per day.
That was pretty good.
Some hens were high producers, laying two or even three eggs a day.
Xu Yang had had such hens at home before, but he always felt that their eggs were not as tasty.
One egg a day, or even one egg every two days, produced the tastiest eggs.
The chicks were growing fuller feathers, shedding their tender yellow down, and so were the ducks; they were cute when they were little yellow ducklings, but now their feathers had turned a bit brownish and their cuteness had decreased significantly.
Raising these ducks was purely for amusement.
Xu Yang understood the market situation – mature ducks sold for 25 yuan each in their area.
All forty of his ducks, when fully grown, would only sell for 1,000 yuan.
Not a good price.
That was to be expected, as others would raise one or two thousand ducks at a time; his forty ducks were definitely not going to make much money.
Chickens and geese were similar.
Pigs, however, could fetch a decent sum — pork was still quite expensive.
Xu Yang needed to give some thought to making money from the farm.
All this land had to be put to good use.
Aside from the corn, there was an empty patch inside the greenhouse; Xu Yang planned to wait until the corn was ripe before clearing the land thoroughly and then planting blueberries.
At eight o’clock sharp, the farm’s rooster began to crow.
Every time Xu Yang heard this sound, he felt somewhat helpless.
The rooster was the last to rise in the entire farm, yet it had the nerve to crow.
But the rooster did not care; it crowed several times, only to wander around contentedly afterwards.
In the morning, the weeding machine and motorcycle rewarded by the system arrived one after another.
Xu Yang was fiddling with the motorcycle; Li Shan was fiddling with the weeding machine.
Li Shan seemed especially happy.
Previously, weeding was done with the kind of weeding machine that required a stick-swinging operation, cutting the grass with a plastic string, and every time after weeding, his rain boots and trousers were covered with grass clippings.
With a pushcart type, it was much more convenient.
At least for large areas of grassland, you could simply push the cart over it.
A good worker would be happy to get handy tools, the chosen worker.
Xu Yang checked the condition of the motorcycle; it was very beautiful.
The design was very ordinary, similar to the common motorcycles seen on the streets, but the black color scheme with only the engine and exhaust pipe in silver made it look very dominant.
Moreover, the motorcycle was high-performance, equipped with a positioning system, and only Xu Yang’s key could start it.
“Brother Yang, the grass cut on usual days is piled outside, which also seems wasteful,”
“How about we raise some rabbits or sheep, or even a cow would be good.”
“They can be fed with grass.”
That’s when Li Shan came over to Xu Yang with a suggestion.
It was indeed a good suggestion.
The farm was so big that the grass should not be wasted.
In terms of agriculture and livestock production, grass is a resource too.
For instance, those farm owners in the grasslands would not have to do anything else at the end of summer when grass growth was most vigorous; they simply needed to cut the grass, make hay stacks, and sell them for money.
The income was very high.
“Okay, I’ll go to the market in a few days to see, and get some lambs.”
“Make a space for a sheepfold by then.”
“Now the farm is a bit mixed; next year we should reduce the variety and focus on raising two or three types.”
Xu Yang nodded, responding.
After all, the farm was still at a starting phase.
Red brick houses, wooden fences, a large open space, two greenhouses, a vegetable garden—it still looked quite basic.
It could only develop gradually.
There was nothing urgent today.
Since the motorcycle had arrived, Xu Yang decided to go outside and do a livestream.
To earn some popularity value and streaming revenue.
He put on his backpack, which carried a drone, and then rode the motorcycle towards the outside.
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In these mountain areas, there was not much concern; people riding motorcycles never wore helmets, after all, most of them came out to work, and wearing a helmet wasn’t convenient.
Besides, sometimes motorcycles were kept at the edge of the fields while mountain people worked the land. If someone left a helmet, it would’ve been snatched up quick.
Such was life in the mountain villages.
The logic of the elders was:
“This helmet was just lying here, so I thought you didn’t want it.”
In the city, with complex road traffic, many cars, and many scenarios, wearing a helmet was indeed necessary.
Today, Xu Yang planned to go to a large farm, a real vast farmland.
Fields stretched as far as the eye could see.
Anyone who saw such fields would be shocked by the scale of agricultural production.
He rode on.
After about forty minutes, Xu Yang arrived at his destination.
As far as he could see, there were boundless wheat seedlings and lush rice plants; the deep green hue was more serene than that of a forest.
A breeze brushed by, causing the rice plants to sway, almost outlining the shape of the wind itself,
Xu Yang took out his backpack, opened the drone, and chose to start the broadcast.
He needed to earn some popularity value.
He had to draw more good stuff too.
