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Can’t the ability of a primary elf earn back so much money?

Little Mushroom stretched out his little hand from Si Yao's pocket and placed it in front of his eyes, carefully counting his fingers one by one, with confusion written all over his face.

Although he couldn't calculate how much money he could make.

but……

He...he...can grow a lot of mushrooms at a time! If he can grow them full, how can he not make money?

Mushrooms are not unprofitable!

Little Mushroom raised his hands and grabbed Si Yao's pocket. Instantly, a purple umbrella popped out of his pocket. He looked at the chief engineer in front of him seriously and said righteously, "Mushrooms can make money! A lot of money! Lots and lots of money!"

The chief engineer was startled by the sudden voice of the little boy, and then he noticed the little mushroom that came out of Si Yao's pocket. He couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Si Yao, the planter, your little elf is very lively. Most of the mushroom elves of the planters I knew before are relatively quiet and like to stay alone. Yours is a little different from other planters."

The little mushroom pouted and puffed up its face.

Who wants to care about you!

It doesn’t mean he doesn’t make money!

Otherwise he would ignore this person.

Hum╯^╰.

The little mushroom glared at him, not caring whether the man could see his eyes and expression. He turned around and pulled Si Yao's clothes, saying seriously, "You can grow a lot of mushrooms at a time. Mushrooms are very profitable and won't ruin your family."

Si Yao paused when he heard this, and lowered his eyes to look at the little mushroom that was sticking its head out of his pocket, almost sticking its entire mushroom out of his pocket. He pressed the purple umbrella of the little mushroom with one finger and pushed it back into his pocket.

Go away, don't get in the way.

"Yeah." Si Yao replied perfunctorily at first, and then looked at the sample diagram that he had drawn in just two or three minutes, and couldn't help but give the chief engineer a thumbs up. It must be said that this man has strong business capabilities. "How much will it cost?"

"That depends on the specific size. Planter Si Yao, where do you plan to put it?" The chief engineer retracted the aerial screen and looked at Si Yao seriously.

"Next to the lotus pond, follow me." Si Yao led the way all the way to the lotus pond, then pointed to the empty space over there and looked at the chief engineer, "It's probably this half, about half the length of the lotus pond, and the width should be as narrow as possible, so that it can last until the elf is upgraded to a high-level size."

The chief engineer opened his mouth slightly, but still paused, feeling that he couldn't say these things in front of the planter's elf.

His brows furrowed and relaxed, and he spoke tactfully, "Why not build it according to the size that a mid-level elf can grow?"

Even if his family didn't grow Pokémon in their original form, he had come into contact with too many growers and knew something about it. It was almost impossible for a Pokémon in its original form to be upgraded to a high-level Pokémon.

Therefore, it doesn’t really make much sense to build according to the size of the land that can be planted by high-level elves.

After all, it is something that is simply impossible.

Si Yao saw him glancing at the little mushroom in his pocket from time to time, and then looking at her from time to time. She probably knew that he felt the little mushroom could not be upgraded to a high level.

However, Zhizhi is also a Pokémon in its original form and a wild Pokémon. There is no guarantee that Little Mushroom will be able to transform into a human-form Pokémon and then upgrade to a higher level like Zhizhi did.

If you live long enough, anything is possible.

"It's okay, build it bigger. Maybe there will be other mushroom elves later, and we can plant them together." Si Yao said indifferently.

The little mushroom instantly raised its head and looked at Si Yao's mouth.

Isn't it enough to have a little mushroom for him?

Why another little mushroom!

Little Mushroom pursed his lips and buried his head hard in the gap of Si Yao's clothes pocket.

Humph, you're angry!

The kind that can’t be coaxed!

The chief engineer nodded, agreeing with what she said.

There are many mushroom growers who will cultivate most of the edible mushroom varieties one by one at a time, and they can probably produce quite a few mushroom elves, but most of them are elves in their original forms. For example, mushrooms rarely produce human-shaped elves, so so far there haven't been many advanced mushroom elves.

"Master Planter Siyao, I'll measure it first. After confirming the size, I'll send you the detailed design drawings."

After Si Yao watched the chief engineer go to work, he looked down at the little mushroom in his pocket. Seeing that he had hidden in the gap and had stuck the white pole in it, he pointed at him blankly.

How can a good mushroom suddenly become autistic?

The small boat in the water slid over with a "hey yo hey yo" sound. Si Yao lowered his eyes to look at Fuqiu who was whispering to him, and then looked at the endless lotus pond.

I don’t know where Furong is hiding.

Every day you can see Fuqiu's small boat paddling smoothly and gliding wildly in various places.

Fuqiu looked at Si Yao excitedly, her eyes sparkling, and said happily, "Is a new elf coming here? In fact, I really like the elf with the personality of Kuikui. Can you make a elf like Kuikui for Fuqiu?"

Do you like Kui Kui?

Emmm...

Indeed, besides Kuikui, she is the only one who can chat at home. I don’t know which one ranks higher between the two, but they are both among the best at chatting.

"It may be difficult to create an elf like Kuikui." Si Yao told the truth.

It's more than just difficult. Among so many elves planted, the probability of only these two being the most talkative is too small. Most elves prefer to do their own things and few are willing to chat with others every day like these two.

especially……

The elf that is about to be planted next to it is not necessarily the talkative type. So far, it has spoken very few times and seems to be autistic from time to time, not like a cheerful elf.

Si Yao thought about it and felt that the two neighbors should meet. He raised his hand and took out the small mushroom from his pocket and placed it in front of Fuqiu. Seeing that he didn't move, he even pushed it forward.

Little Mushroom:!!!

What does this planter want to do? Why did he suddenly take him out? He obviously found a place where he could bury himself comfortably!

The little mushroom's brain paused for a moment, and suddenly a warm little hand fell on his head, touching his purple umbrella up and down.