Farming Games are All About Grinding

"I see, thanks! Did you hear about it from Mr. Tian or Aunt Guo at the convenience store?" the drone hovered near Han Qiwu’s hand while speaking.

Han Qiwu carefully placed two potatoes in the storage compartment, smiled, and replied, "Why do you ask?"

"It’s better to know who to thank. How much are the potatoes? Please point the payment code at the camera; I’ll scan it directly to pay," Tu Tou continued negotiating with Han Qiwu through the drone.

Han Qiwu chuckled, got on his bike, and said, "You don’t need to pay. I’m Han Qiwu. Consider it a gesture of friendship. Bye-bye."

With that, Han Qiwu twisted the handlebar and prepared to ride off.

This Tu Tou’s pretty interesting, knowing how to appreciate those who help him.

Gratitude leads to greatness.

After riding for a minute or two, Han Qiwu scratched his head, puzzled. Why hasn’t the task completed yet?

Did Tu Tou not get the red-skinned potatoes?

"Young man, looks like there’s a big white bird chasing you from behind," a kind old lady by the roadside called out to Han Qiwu.