Live Broadcasting Raising Dragons in the Interstellar

Rhine signed up for a horticulture class, but the get out of class has not yet ended, and she and Milong Xiyuan are staying in the ecological field behind the dormitory building.

The part behind the dormitory building has changed a lot. It is divided into two areas. One area is divided into cash crops, where dormant supernatural plants are planted.The other part is the ecological field where the dragon cubs take their interest classes. They are divided into small fields with log-colored fences. Both Rhine and Milong took a field to grow their own plants.

There are usually agricultural robots to take care of, and the repairs are very artistic.

Jie'an walked up to Teacher Vine: "Teacher, can I have a few words with Rhine?"

"Is the baking class over yet?" Vines was quite happy, "Rhein is in the second field on the right. If you like, you can play here for a while."

Jie'an thanked with a heavy heart: "Thank you teacher."

Jie'an walked to the side of the small field that Rhine was in charge of, and said that it was Xiaotian, but it would not be a problem to plant ten or eight Rhines.

Jiean knocked on the fence, and a golden little dragon cub quickly emerged from the branches and leaves, "Jian, have you finished your hobby class? Look at my little beets, they are ready to be harvested! Teacher Vine said my beets The appearance is very good, and the taste must be very good, when the time comes, we will ask the dean to boil candy for us."

Jie'an gradually lowered his head in Rhine's yearning tone, feeling very ashamed—the little friend wanted to share happiness with him, but he actually only wanted to borrow star coins.

Rhine blinked, the more he talked, the lower Jie'an's head became, and it was almost balled up.

Rhine reached out and stroked Jie'an's smooth forehead: "What's wrong? Is there any discomfort?"

Jie'an shook his head: "...No."

Rhine sat on the stems and leaves of the beets, tilting his head and looking at Jie'an.

The golden little dragon cub is lazy every day. Although his body doesn't like to move, his mind never stays in place. He is a little dragon cub who is as good at observation and thinking as Xing Fei.

Jian'an: "... Really, really not."

Rhine picked up the leaf and sighed melancholy: "Then...then I know, Jie'an, you and Lu Yuan have a good time, and you don't want to tell me."

The golden little dragon cub turned his back and raised his hand to wipe his face.

Jie'an shook his head quickly: "No, no. Actually, actually, I want to... want to borrow, borrow some star coins from you."

Rhine turned around quickly, with no sadness on his face.

Jie'an: "..."

The jewel dragon cub scratched his face, feeling that he had been fooled.

Rhine said briskly: "I have star coins, how much do you want?"

Jie'an carefully drew out two claws: "Two hundred."

Two hundred star coins is definitely a large sum for the little dragon cub.If you don’t spend any of your pocket money, you have to save it for a month or two.

If you buy books and toy models, it is definitely not enough.So Xing Fei and Lu Yuan must have no star coins.As for Qin Yi... Jie'an is a little embarrassed.

The cheerful little elf dragon froze: "I...I don't have that much."

He actually has no pocket money.

Laing is not a little dragon cub with many interests. Lance gave him pocket money at the beginning, but Laing didn’t need it, and often dropped one piece here and one there. to give again.

Rhine's current "deposit" is left over from before. It is placed under the pillow, and it is only about 30 stars.

The pretty Rhine kid is a little pauper who is happy every day.

Just when Jie'an was about to comfort Rhine and said "it's okay", Rhine suddenly said: "There is a way!"

Jie'an was taken aback, and Rhine patted the beet leaves: "Let's sell these things."

Jie'an lay on the fence: "Then who do we sell to?"

Rhine thought for a while, then clapped his hands: "Sell it to my dad!"

Jie'an grabbed the tip of his tail and was stunned: "Is this okay?"

Rhine thinks it's okay: "Anyway, Dad wants to buy candy."

Jie'an nodded vigorously: "I will definitely pay you back!"

Rhine waved his hand: "You're welcome!"

……

Rhine packed all the ripe beet tubers that afternoon and sold them to his father.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Lan Siyin was not in the kitchen, but went out to buy seasonal fruits, and made some desserts suitable for refrigeration at night.

The humming Rhine dropped a bag of beet tubers with a bang, and collapsed on the floor with exhaustion—in fact, the dean helped him carry it to the manor, and he was already exhausted after just carrying it back to the villa from the entrance.

The owner of the manor, Boilinglong, who went into the kitchen to look for food, almost stepped on him, causing Rhine to jump up in fright, and the tubers in the bag rolled to the ground.

Rhine: "!!!"

The boiling dragon wasn't angry at all. This kind of grumpy large dragon always had endless patience in the face of small dragons, especially the faerie dragons with good race relations.

The adult boiling dragon squatted down: "What is this?"

Rhine looked at the scattered tubers and finely divided soil on the ground, feeling very guilty: "The roots of beet..."

Boiling Dragon likes sweets, so he asked very interestedly: "A beet squeezed with fruit and vegetable sugar?"

The beets of the dragon tribe and the beets of human civilization are not the same species. Although the tubers can produce sugar, except for the sweetness, the other flavors are completely different. Beets for stock.

Boiling Dragon was already very hungry, but the chef hadn't gone to work yet, and Lance had gone out. He didn't know how to cook and didn't want to drink nutrient solution. He just wanted to eat something sweet.

And now that Lance is not here, no one is in charge of him eating candy.

Boiling Dragon asked: "Are these yours? Can you sell them to me?"

Beets are nothing unusual, but it's not a good idea to take something from a dragon cub for nothing.

Rhine just wanted to sell the beets, and his eyes lit up after hearing this: "Yes!"

Boiling Dragon: "How much?"

Rhine was stunned. He actually didn't know how much this beet should sell for, and he didn't check it. He only knew that the plants in the nursery always sold well and were a little more expensive.But it was a supernatural plant planted by the dean.

Rhine came back with the beets and said they were for sale, but in fact he was asking his father for some star coins. As long as he made it clear, his father would definitely give it to him.

The fairy dragon cub stared blankly at the boiling dragon, not knowing how much it was.

The boiling dragon paused, took out his wallet, and gave him a small denomination note: "Then I'll take it all."

Rhine looked at it, a paper star coin of fifty.

Xiaolong Cub was pleasantly surprised, he didn't expect beets to be so expensive, "It's all for you."

Xiaolong Cub touched the banknote, carefully rolled it up and stuffed it into his pocket.

Boiling Dragon picks up the tubers and rinses them, and throws them to the housekeeping robot to peel and squeeze the juice. The beet juice is mixed with other juices to produce a fresh light green color. The light sweetness and fruity taste are very appetizing.

Boiling Dragon found a shallow saucer and poured some for Rhine. He quickly finished the pot himself, but still felt a little hungry.

But the taste is really good, and the plants grown by Fairy Dragon taste very good.

It was the first time for Rhine to drink the beet juice squeezed out in this way. It tasted very good, but Rhine drank it absent-mindedly. In front of him: "Uncle."

Boiling Dragon: "?"

Rhine tried hard to sell: "Do you still want beets? I still have half of them, can I bring them to you tomorrow?"

Rhine recalled Lu Yuan's live broadcast of selling small bags, "I don't use pesticides for the beets I grow! Fresh and natural! There is also the phosphorous powder of the fairy dragon! Order today, pay tomorrow and get a discount! [-]% off! Only forty stars!"

Boiling Dragon: "..."

Marketing Wizards.

The boiling dragon thought for a while, bent down, and picked up the little Rhine who was upturned: "I can buy your beets, but you have to promise me one thing."

Rhine blinked and whispered, "It's already the clearance price, it can't be any cheaper."

Boiling Dragon: "...I mean, you can't tell Dad about the beet juice we drank today."

Little Elf Dragon nodded vigorously, expressing that he would definitely keep the secret: "But, Dad already knows what to do?"

Boiling Dragon: "How would he know if you don't tell me?"

Lance hovered over the kitchen door: "Because I have ears, I can hear you."

Boiling Dragon: "..."

The Boiling Dragon Baron slowly turned his head—just to tell a joke, he hired a pastry chef who strictly controlled his sugar intake.

The next day, Rhine returned to the nursery early in the morning with Mr. Boiling Dragon's 150 star coins and the [-] star coins funded by his father, and solemnly handed over the star coins with the body temperature of the dragon cub to Jie'an, saying earnestly: " This is what Uncle Boilinglong got in exchange for not eating sugar for two days."

Jie'an suddenly felt very hot with the paper money.

"I will definitely use these star coins well."

The golden-green little dragon cub promised: "I use it to buy books, and I will definitely return them to you as soon as possible."

Rhine didn't care: "It's okay, it's not that I don't eat sugar anyway."

But what Jiean didn't expect was that right after the first class, Xingfei came to him with a new set of dynamics-related books.

Shen Mian didn't know that this set of books was bought for Jie'an. He only received the express message in the morning and asked He Xing to take it to Xing Fei. Unexpectedly, the little girl didn't open it, but immediately came to Jie'an with the book .

Shen Mian walked down from the podium, touched his two little dragon cubs, then turned and left - he didn't even know what his little dragon cubs needed.

The dean needs to find a place to shut himself up for a while.

Jie'an whispered: "What's wrong with the dean?"

He Xing laughed sullenly: What else can I do, the old father's self-confidence has been hit.