A Divine Farmer

C54 – Wait for Her to Reborn

“Did you personally construct this?” Despite her fondness for Zhang Xiaoloong, Chen Yaru couldn’t fathom that a living person had created this remarkable structure before her. She believed that such a marvel could only be the result of supernatural forces, not human craftsmanship.

However, when she thought about it, even though nature was an awe-inspiring masterpiece, it couldn’t have possibly crafted a ten-acre stone wall to Zhang Xiaoloong’s specifications in this particular location, could it?

“Why all the fuss?” Zhang Xiaoloong found nothing extraordinary about the wall. “These are just stones dug from the ground. I find them beautiful, so I stacked them together. You, esteemed managers and reporters, are making quite a commotion over something that’s not out of the ordinary for me.”

“It’s not as simple as that. To me, this is a one-of-a-kind work of art in the world. Aside from the Great Wall and the Pyramids, this might be the third great architectural wonder, if we can even call it that,” Chen Yaru sighed. “Yet, it’s so perplexing. How did you fit these stones together? They seem like they were naturally joined, without any adhesive materials.”

“I also think this is truly remarkable. Even the Great Wall and the Pyramids show signs of human labor. But these stones appear as if they grew together. It’s astonishing,” Yang Jingjing said, caressing the stone wall.

Both of them turned their attention back to Zhang Xiaoloong, awaiting his response. He suddenly grinned, honest yet mischievous. “We came here to inspect the land, but you’re fixated on the stone half. Look, this is the section I’ve reclaimed. It may still look barren, but,” he said with a smile, “this reclaimed land will undoubtedly yield top-quality vegetables in the future.”

“I’ve just had a brilliant idea,” Yang Jingjing seemed to have a revelation.

“What’s your idea?” Zhang Xiaoloong inquired.

“I won’t spill the beans,” Yang Jingjing and Chen Yaru exchanged knowing glances and responded simultaneously, “We’ll reveal it when your most delicious crops are ready.”

Chen Yaru pondered for a moment before saying, “Another issue arises: the road to the village is extremely challenging. Not only is it arduous to bring ingredients in, but it’s also a one-way trip. Once your vegetables grow, figuring out how to transport them will become a major challenge. It’s crucial to address this now to avoid difficulties down the line.”

This was a practical concern. Building a greenhouse required considerable effort, and it wouldn’t make sense to cultivate vegetables solely for personal consumption within the village. Transporting the produce within the village wouldn’t be enough.

“I’ll find a solution to that,” Zhang Xiaoloong agreed. “Constructing a road on my own is currently beyond my means, but transporting vegetables can be simplified. As long as my dishes are delectable, I can even arrange for someone to pick them up.”

Chen Yaru initially had reservations about the idea but, witnessing Zhang Xiaoloong’s unwavering determination, she said, “Tell me your requirements, and I’ll gather the ingredients when we return today. I’ll do my best to prepare them as soon as possible for you.”

“Well, I’ve been giving it some thought. The greenhouse only covers one acre of land, and I want to make the most of this limited space by creating a double or even triple-layer greenhouse,” Zhang Xiaoloong confidently expressed his idea. His demeanor underwent a transformation as he spoke, exuding an air of remarkable confidence.

“Double layer?” Chen Yaru was momentarily taken aback, as this was a novel concept for her. “But there’s a risk that the lower layer won’t receive enough light, and it might negatively impact crop growth. The potential drawbacks could outweigh the benefits.”

Zhang Xiaoloong had considered this issue beforehand. “I’ve thought about that too. With proper design, we can control the spacing between the upper and lower layers. Additionally, I plan to implement soilless cultivation and introduce specific greenhouse modifications to ensure adequate light distribution,” he explained. As he spoke, it was as if a vivid image unfolded before him, with the various aspects of light optimization evolving in his mind.

Chen Yaru was torn. “The challenge is that no one has attempted this before, and success isn’t guaranteed. If it works, it’ll be great, but if it fails, it won’t be easy to rectify.”

If it were anyone else making such a request, she would likely have declined immediately, considering the potential repercussions on client relations and the company’s reputation in case of failure.

However, this request came from Zhang Xiaoloong, and she decided to voice her concerns, hoping he would understand.

Zhang Xiaoloong proposed a compromise, saying, “I understand your concerns. How about this? Help me procure the materials and construct the greenhouse frame according to this plan. Ideally, leave room for adjustments in the later stages, even if it means having minimal living space. I’ll take it from there, testing it myself. If it works, I’ll complete the installation. If not, we can repurpose the materials for the next greenhouse.”

“Agreed,” Chen Yaru readily accepted the proposal.

The additional materials were a small consideration for her, and she was willing to accommodate Zhang Xiaoloong’s unique request.

On that day, Chen Yaru returned to the city with her cousin. On the third day, she personally supervised the delivery of various materials. This time, there were no unexpected complications.

In the barren land outside Qinghe Village, a glass greenhouse swiftly took shape, resembling a glistening crystal palace when viewed from a distance.

Ten miles away, word quickly spread to the inhabitants of the eight neighboring villages. Some even made a special trip to witness it firsthand.

Upon inspection, a unanimous sentiment prevailed among them. Whether in terms of beauty or the seamless integration with the well-kept surroundings by Zhang Xiaoloong, the bordering stones, it truly resembled a crystalline palace. But could this venture be profitable?

From every angle, it seemed like this endeavor would only devour funds, didn’t it?

Leaving no stone unturned, they couldn’t help but ponder the electricity expenses incurred during the brightly lit nights in the greenhouse alone.

If anyone had queries about this endeavor’s prospects, their first port of call was Zhang Daniu. However, even Zhang Daniu found himself at a loss for words when questioned.

Truth be told, witnessing his son construct such an expansive “crystal house” and illuminate it as if his life depended on it, Zhang Daniu felt the anguish more acutely than anyone else.

Yet, he had made it clear that he wouldn’t assist. Even if he wanted to lend a hand now, he couldn’t allow his son to fail, could he?

Wang Tiezhu had already proclaimed that Zhang Xiaoloong was forging a path for Qinghe Village’s prosperity. As a father, even if his confidence was shaky, he had to show support for his son. Failing to do so would not only damage his relationship with his son but also affect his standing with the others.

“Xiaoloong, the greenhouse has been standing for several days. Why haven’t you sown any seeds yet? Are you having second thoughts?” Yang Jingjing stood within the vacant greenhouse, feeling a tad perplexed.

Zhang Xiaoloong smiled, replying, “I’m waiting.”

“Waiting for what?” Yang Jingjing asked with a hint of bitterness, “Waiting for Yaru to provide you with the seeds? You want to see her, don’t you?”

“I’m waiting for her to come back to life,” Zhang Xiaoloong responded solemnly.