Zarude shook his head, indicating he couldn't do it yet.
"Alright, your body is more important." Mu Zong didn't press the issue.
Immediately after, Zarude used his hand to write a "2" on the ground.
"Two months is enough?" Mu Zong's eyes lit up.
"luzha!" Zarude shook his head.
"Two days?!"
Zarude nodded.
They could all be ripened within these two days, allowing them to grow within a month.
"That's truly wonderful... Is your body alright?" Mu Zong asked with a hint of worry.
Zarude nodded.
Just as Mu Zong was about to say something, his stomach rumbled first.
He was hungry.
Zarude's ears twitched, and he grabbed Mu Zong's hand, leading him towards the house.
Today, it was time to teach Mu Zong how to cook.
It wasn't until he was led into the kitchen that Mu Zong remembered this.
"How about I change my clothes first?" Mu Zong said, looking at his dirty and wet clothes.
Zarude then reacted, pushing Mu Zong towards the bedroom to find clothes.
It wasn't until he pushed Mu Zong against the wall that Zarude realized there was no wardrobe in this room.
"It seems... there aren't any extra clothes...?"
Mu Zong then remembered that he hadn't brought a single piece of clothing when he was sent back.
"Never mind, if I don't wear anything, I don't wear anything."
He chose to take off his clothes and pulled out a bedsheet, intending to use it as a simple bath towel.
At this moment, Zarude took off the pink cloak from his back and skillfully tied it around Mu Zong's waist.
"It seems... quite fitting?" Mu Zong put down the bedsheet in his hand.
It was just that the pink color was a bit flashy.
"luzha!"
Zarude pulled his arm and walked to the kitchen to teach him how to cook.
Every step was carefully taught, even though this dish was originally beginner-level.
Even with the language barrier, Mu Zong could roughly understand his meaning.
Until a plate of scrambled eggs was served.
In Zarude's eyes, these were human words.
"Legacy Fried Rice with Egg: Carrying emotions that transcend time."
"Effect: Can make specific people feel better."
"Evaluation: No special skills, entirely from inner emotions; Zarude's longing for his family made it possible."
These words were temporarily invisible to Mu Zong.
The two sat at the dining table, and Zarude watched Mu Zong finish the entire plate of scrambled eggs.
"Burp... Delicious."
For some reason, he also felt better.
"Did you learn this from my grandfather?" Mu Zong asked.
This question made Zarude fall into a reverie.
He didn't learn it from Mu Zong's grandfather, but from Mu Zong himself.
However, not now, but in the future.
As for him... he came from an even more distant future.
"luzha..."
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Mu Zong, I'm here!" Xiao Jia's voice rang out.
"Ah! Sister Xiao Jia, wait for me."
Just a cloak might not be presentable.
"It's fine, I'll plan the materials first." Xiao Jia at the door turned and left.
Mu Zong thought for a moment, then still took the bedsheet and draped it over himself, using a belt to simply fashion it into a long robe.
In that brief moment, Zarude had already disappeared from the living room, and the sound of washing dishes came from the kitchen.
"Thank you, Zarude!" Mu Zong shouted, leaving the living room.
Upon reaching the yard, he immediately saw Xiao Jia.
"It's Machamp."
Mu Zong looked beside Xiao Jia, where a muscular Machamp was carrying a pile of wood.
"Your attire... Is this some kind of art?" Xiao Jia tilted her head, her blue crop top gently swaying in the wind.
"Last night's rain was too sudden. I was busy all night, and my clothes got soaked." Mu Zong coughed awkwardly twice.
"I see, but with such heavy rain, are your starf berry seeds alright?"
"They're fine, I managed to save them."
Mu Zong showed a smile.
It was a blessing in disguise.
"That's good..." Xiao Jia also smiled, "I just checked, there aren't too many damaged spots. If we repair everything, plus the material costs, I'll charge you 1,400 points."
Mu Zong felt a pang in his heart hearing that number.
But this place was too close to the back mountain, and there had been multiple mentions of Mankey groups possibly causing trouble.
"Alright!" Mu Zong gritted his teeth; if he had to spend it, he had to spend it.
"But... Sister Xiao Jia, is there any way to earn money?" Mu Zong scratched his head awkwardly, "I'll starve to death by the time the starf berries ripen."
"Hmm... The shop isn't short of apprentices lately. You could try asking other farms if they need help?" Xiao Jia pondered for a moment, then suddenly remembered something, "Do you know how to fish?"
"Fishing?"
Does playing games count?
"You can try fishing in the lake in the back mountain. Mr. Kyle has been buying wild forest carp caught in the surrounding area recently."
"Mr. Kyle?"
"Ah, you just came back, so you might not know. Mr. Kyle comes to Qinghe Town every morning at nine to buy various things," Xiao Jia explained.
"Then I understand." Mu Zong nodded.
He could try fishing.
"If you go to the back mountain, don't go too deep. It's very dangerous if you encounter a Mankey group," Xiao Jia warned seriously.
"Okay."
Immediately after, Xiao Jia released her Tangela. He and Machamp, one large and one small, worked together to quickly repair and replace the old fences.
"Man?"
Tangela suddenly stopped in the planting area, circling the starf berry tree that had grown into a small tree.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Jia walked over from a distance.
"Manman!"
Tangela pointed at the tree with its vines.
"How could this be?" Xiao Jia was very surprised.
How did it grow so much overnight?
She looked at Mu Zong behind her.
"Cough, cough... It was the Pokémon left by my grandfather that helped me. It's a Grass-type Pokémon."
"That's incredible. It seems your berries can grow early."
Xiao Jia didn't know what to say.
This was truly too incredible.
But for more incredible Pokémon, it was considered normal.
"Just luck." Mu Zong coughed twice.
He hadn't intended to hide it, after all, the fruits would ripen in a month and he'd have to sell them.
Tangela circled a few times, keenly sensing that the mutated one smelled sweeter than the other.
"Alright, hurry up and work." Xiao Jia squatted down and rubbed Tangela.
"Man~~"
Tangela then left the small tree and continued to help Machamp repair the fence.
"Blocking the rainwater in the artificial canal, that's right. Anyway, the upstream has been blocked by something unknown for a long time." Xiao Jia praised his approach, "This can save many days of effort."
In less than an hour, all the old and damaged parts were replaced and repaired.
The entire farm also started to look presentable.
A part of the open lawn was the planting area, and the other parts were empty land with some weeds growing wildly, which Mu Zong planned to clear later.
Next was that old, dilapidated house.
"I also need to plan the areas," Mu Zong thought.
For example, how much for planting, how much for a future cowshed, and how much for a future reconstructed house.
Prospering!
