Farming Games are All About Grinding

Water Buffalo Town

After receiving Brother Jing’s phone number, Han Qiwu called it.

Unfortunately, the call didn’t go through. Helpless, he had to leave a message for Brother Jing and wait for his reply.

Fortunately, tomorrow he would have enough money to buy [Red Sun]. If the Copper Knife was broken, so be it.

[Copper Knife]: "???"

Leaning against the bed, Han Qiwu’s muscles still felt a little sore.

"Looks like I need to take a break."

Luckily, he had done almost everything that needed to be done today, so there was nothing to worry about.

Taking out "Flower Fairy in My Home," Han Qiwu began to read leisurely.

The sunset crept slowly through the window onto the pages of Han Qiwu’s book.