Not long after his message was sent back, Cheng An immediately replied as soon as he saw it, "Received."
Although Mr. Fei's reply was brief, Cheng An saw the undeniable power in it.
He quickly made a call, arranged the manpower, and rushed to Lingling Farm early tomorrow morning to go all out to speed up the farm's construction project.
Song Ling carried Little Xixi and pulled two large, round frames of unicorn watermelons back into the house.
She asked Song's mother to take some watermelons and put them in the freezer to freeze them and eat them later.
Then, she sent another message to her brother Song Fei, "Brother, I sent you a few boxes of fruit. They should arrive tomorrow. Remember to check them!"
As soon as Song Fei left the research room, he saw the message from his sister and grinned happily.
Ding Haoran, a classmate who was walking with him, couldn't help but ask him curiously when he saw him with a big smile on his face, "Fei, is there something good going on? Looking so happy?"
Song Fei shook his phone and said, "My sister just told me that she sent me several boxes of fruit."
When Ding Haoran heard this, he also laughed happily, "Wow, aren't we in for a treat?"
Song Fei grinned, "Wait for it!"
Song Ling's side.
After everyone finished eating in the evening, Song's mother cut several large watermelons for everyone.
The big watermelon was sweet and full of water, and it tasted very refreshing. Shen Han and other grown men had their mouths full of juice and said they were satisfied.
"Ms. Song, after eating these slices of watermelon, I feel completely comfortable. The heat from the sun all day has gone away."
"Yeah, I feel cool and refreshing too, Ms. Song, is there any watermelon left for tomorrow?"
Song Ling smiled and said, "Yes."
She had just eaten three large pieces of watermelon in one go, and she felt her stomach was full, so she stopped.
Xiao Xixi also ate three small pieces. Her belly was bulging after eating, and she still wanted to eat.
Song Ling was determined not to let her eat anymore.
Seeing the little one pouting unhappily, Song Ling had to coax her in a gentle voice, "Tomorrow, Mommy will cut off another watermelon for you to eat, okay?"
Xiao Xixi smiled happily.
At night, after Song Ling had coaxed Little Xixi to sleep, she went back into her space to cultivate.
The work in the space is taken care of by the Mutated Tree Family's Lao Liu family. Under normal circumstances, Song Ling doesn't need to take action.
Old Willow is an eighth-level mutated willow tree, and when it waves its willow branches, it's really powerful.
Even the superpowers of the same level in the apocalypse may not be able to defeat it.
After Song Ling broke through the ninth level and entered the legendary level of cultivation, she went to the virgin forest to subdue Lao Liu.
There are many high-level mutated willow trees around Lao Liu. According to Lao Liu, they are its descendants.
Song Ling took Lao Liu and all the high-level mutant willow trees into the space, and asked Lao Liu to lead the group of mutant willow trees to take care of the space.
Song Ling has never had to worry about it since the arrival of Lao Liu and the mutated willow trees in the space.
Now that the space has been restored to more than 100 acres, Lao Liu and his descendants have replanted various fruit trees and medicinal materials on the more than 100 acres of land.
The vitality of the entire space is also more intense.
Song Ling cultivated her powers with half the effort, and the space was recovering at a rate of ten acres per day.
After Song Ling finished her cultivation, she went to the warehouse to check the inventory of various fruits and vegetables.
The inventory of each type of fruit is more than 100,000 catties, and even more than a million catties.
The number of vegetables and fruits is smaller, but there are tens of thousands of catties of each type.
There are also many types of seeds stored.
Since Fei Yinzhou needs these fruits and vegetables, she just needs to clear the inventory.
Song Ling extracted all the excess energy contained in the space fruit, absorbed it into her body, and then integrated it into the superpower core to accelerate the recovery of space.
Tomorrow she had to rent a warehouse and then notify Fei Yinzhou to send someone to take away these fruits and vegetables.
The next day, six o'clock in the morning.
Song Ling, who had cultivated for the night, exited the space in a radiant manner and drove her small car, quickly driving to the farm.
She moved out all the seedlings and compost piles in the space.
She took out several large awnings and opened them to prevent the sun from damaging the seedlings.
After she finished all these things and saw that the time was almost seven o'clock, Song Ling hurriedly drove home for breakfast.
When she returned to the restaurant, Shen Han and the others had finished eating and were about to start work.
Song Ling told them yesterday that the weather was too hot, so work would start at seven o'clock in the morning and end at eleven o'clock; it would start again at three o'clock in the afternoon and end at seven o'clock.
Shen Han and the others had no objection.
Seeing Song Ling driving back at this time, Song's mother asked her, "Ling Ling, where were you driving so early in the morning?"
Song Ling replied back, "The seedlings I ordered just now were sent over, I went over to the farm to receive them."
Song's mother was surprised, "They came so early to make a delivery? What time did you leave the house?"
Song Ling was afraid that if she continued to ask questions, she would betray him, "Mom, I need to eat something first, I'm starving to death."
Song Ling said to Shen Han again: "Shen Han, those seedlings have been sent here. When you go there in a while, first spread a layer of organic fertilizer on the ridges next to it. It will be about one centimeter thick. The seedlings, Wait until I get over and plant again."
Shen Han nodded, "Okay, I understand."
After Shen Han and the others left, Song Ling made a bowl of green vegetable and lean meat porridge, paired with Father Song's stir-fried shredded green pepper pork and hot and sour radish, and ate two big bowls in a row.
After breakfast, she didn't dare to delay. She told Song's mother to keep an eye on Xiao Xixi, and quickly drove to the farm.
When Song Ling arrived, Shen Han and the others were spreading organic fertilizer.
These organic fertilizers are what Song Ling will use in the future when others ask her how to grow.
In fact, the reason why the fruits and vegetables she grows are so delicious is due to her supernatural powers and spiritual fluid.
She didn't need to use spiritual liquid when she used her powers to catalyze the growth.
But if she was away for a short period of time, she could water it with spiritual liquid to water and the results would be just as good.
Song Ling saw that the thickness of the organic fertilizer spread by Shen Han and the others was very standard. She called out to Shen Han again and began to teach him how to plant cucumber seedlings and demonstrated to him.
Shen Han is very smart and can learn it once taught.
Song Ling saw that he had learned it, and went to Luo Jiajia and others to teach them how to grow strawberries.
Luo Jiajia recruited several uncles and aunts with planting experience. Once Song Ling told them, they got started quickly.
Yesterday they worked on the farm for a day, and ten people from Shen Han's side worked on four acres of land.
Luo Jiajia's team opened up three acres of land.
Song Ling's plan was to open up as much land and plant as many things as possible without wasting any time.
After the water and electricity are connected, Cheng An and the others must quickly install drip irrigation equipment, so that watering will not be a problem.
It would be too tiring to water manually.
At eight o'clock, Cheng An also arrived at the farm with a group of workers.
He walked up to Song Ling and handed her the land certificate and planning permit.
He smiled and said to her: "Ms. Song, these are your two documents. We will build the wall today. When your farm's business license is issued, we will apply for water and electricity and pave cement roads."
Song Ling thought that it would be faster to apply for a business license, so she asked Cheng An again, "Manager Cheng, do you have any acquaintances in the industrial and commercial department?"
Cheng An had an idea, "I'll ask Mr. Fei."