CHAPTER 401: CHAPTER 391 SILKWORM EGGS

It seemed that Grandma Zuo Yu saw the question in Han Qiwu’s eyes. She quickened her pace, handed him the box, and said with a smile, "There’s a little red envelope here. Open it when you get home. I didn’t bring much, so no refusing! It’s our first meeting, and you gave me such a nice gift. I couldn’t sleep without giving you a red envelope."

Han Qiwu didn’t refuse, accepting it with both hands respectfully, "Thank you, Grandma."

Just as Zuo Yu said, some red envelopes need not be pushed back.

After accepting the red envelope, Han Qiwu asked curiously: "Grandma, what’s that over there?"

"Those are silkworm seeds on mulberry leaves, prepared by me. They spin large cocoons and produce a lot of silk. If you’re interested in raising them, take them home and try. If you don’t understand something, come ask Grandma."

"Silkworm seeds?" Han Qiwu’s eyes lit up, and he leaned in for a closer look.

The densely packed silkworm eggs were chestnut-colored on the surface, indicating they had been laid for 1-2 days.

With a quick glance, Han Qiwu roughly estimated there were at least two to three hundred eggs.

"If they all become silkworm pupae, that should be enough to make a small pillowcase."

Han Qiwu felt a bit excited.

Wait, there’s still a small problem.

Where to find a silkworm house?

He didn’t recall there being a silkworm house at the breeding facility.

Of course, Yang Yangyang doesn’t raise silkworms either.

"Thank you, Grandma. I’m quite interested in raising silkworms, and by chance, there are mulberry trees at home, so I’ll take them home and raise them slowly." Han Qiwu said, accepting the paper box.

"Alright, are you hungry? Should I make you something to eat?" Grandma Zuo Yu warmly asked.

Han Qiwu quickly waved his hand, pushing Grandma Zuo Yu back into the house. "No need, Grandma. You should rest well. I’ve eaten, and it’s alright. Just lie down here, the more you rest, the better you’ll feel!"

"Okay." Zuo Yu cheerfully lay down on the bed.

Han Qiwu said his goodbyes and walked out the door, putting the silkworm eggs into his storage compartment and took a look at the quantity.

Wow, ×360

So many.

Back in elementary school, Han Qiwu had raised silkworms under the guidance of his science teacher. From their current appearance, the eggs would return to gray-green in two days, and then lots of ant silkworms would emerge within a day.

"Let’s first go to Yang Yangyang and check if there is a silkworm house." Han Qiwu rode his bike straight to the breeding factory.

Unfortunately, after trying a few times upon arrival, he couldn’t trigger a way to purchase a silkworm house from the list.

If he couldn’t buy a silkworm house, he couldn’t raise silkworms.

If he couldn’t raise silkworms, there would be no silk quilts or silk fabric.

Such a bummer.

Han Qiwu left the breeding factory helplessly, wondering if he had to buy all the current animal buildings appearing to get a silkworm house?

Of course, there was another possibility.

The little peddler’s place.

Perhaps he could buy a silkworm house from him.

He’d try again tomorrow.

After all that fuss, Han Qiwu felt a bit tired, so he biked home, took a shower, and went into the yard to check the soil condition.

Checking if any plots needed to rest or be fertilized.

After bustling around, he turned and saw the six mutated Little King Flowers planted in the corner of the yard matured, with several Cliff Bees buzzing around.

Oh well, let them gather if they want.

Counting these six mutated Little King Flowers, there were eight in total at home, and the rot-loving insects they attracted could bring a 40% yield increase to the farm, which was considerable.

This meant the next wave of strawberries could yield even more.

That’s all money!

Speaking of strawberries, this batch of strawberry jam should be ready too.

Han Qiwu went to the side room, took out the strawberry jam, and put in fresh strawberries.

Feeling pleased.

After making a glass of strawberry milk, Han Qiwu glanced at the yard and prepared to ride to the wetland garden to find the Little Prince and the others, while also checking if the meat chicken was a qualified strategist.

Upon arriving near the wetland garden, Han Qiwu parked his bike and walked inside barefoot.

Glancing at the notification, Han Qiwu thought, "Time is tight. I need to be quick. It might take half an hour just to find them."

This wetland garden was indeed vast.

Looking around, Han Qiwu spotted a small mud hill and quickly moved toward it.

Standing tall, seeing far.

After climbing the small mud hill, Han Qiwu suddenly felt several dark shadows whizzing by. They circled around and headed straight at him.

Han Qiwu reacted swiftly, spinning around in place and striking them away with ice popsicles, then looked closely and laughed.

Ah, it’s the big water rats from last time.

They came at the right time since he was worrying about the low supply of wild millet!

"Squeak squeak"

The big water rats, having been struck away, angrily screeched at Han Qiwu, charging again.

Han Qiwu wasn’t anxious, using the ice popsicle tip to flick them away one by one.

After a while, these big water rats realized Han Qiwu’s strength and took advantage of their flight to flee.

"Where do you think you’re going!" Han Qiwu directly tossed an exploding snowball towards the direction with the most fleeing big water rats.

"Boom!"

The power of the exploding snowball wasn’t weakened here, and it turned seven or eight of those big water rats into six portions of wild millet seeds.

The rumbling was still echoing, and any wetland animal that heard it was a bit startled.

They had never heard such a loud explosion in the wetland before.

Han Qiwu, standing atop the mud hill, noticed this too. In his view, the wetland seemed to boil over with creatures emerging, some in the water, some in the mud, and some in the bushes.

With a quick scan, Han Qiwu was astonished at the wetland’s biodiversity, vastly surpassing that of a single natural environment.

Best to explore slowly, no rushing it.

"Roar!!!"

Just then, Han Qiwu heard a familiar sound coming from about 400 meters at the eight o’clock direction.

The Little Prince’s roar.

Could there be some danger?

Han Qiwu quickly glanced over.

At the source of the roar, the Little Prince stood on top of a small hill, energetically waving his arms at Han Qiwu. Little Shui on his shoulder mimicked him, waving along.

Except the meat chicken was nowhere to be seen.

"Who said bears have poor eyesight? The Little Prince’s vision seems just fine." Han Qiwu waved back, heading down the mud hill towards the Little Prince.

As for the missing meat chicken, Han Qiwu wasn’t worried. Given the little birdbrain of the meat chicken, it wouldn’t make a big deal, but small troubles would be plenty.

Can’t be bothered.

The muddy path was indeed tough, taking him eight minutes to cover the 400 meters.

Mud completely wrapped around his pant legs!