Returning to hometown to farm: The apocalypse system arrived ten years earlier?

Chapter 13 Li Xiang’s We-Media Account
Li Xiang’s self-media account is called “Xiang Ge’er’s Secluded Farm”. From registering the account to publishing the first video, he was busy until after two in the morning before he could go to bed.

Fortunately, he didn't have to get up early to go to work, and now that he had reached the first level of transcendence, he was full of energy, so staying up late was not a big deal.

Maybe the previous content didn’t have any highlights, and there are many people doing this online. After being released for a few days, the response has been mediocre, with only more than a thousand likes and only five or six hundred fans.

Li Xiang didn't take it to heart. If he could do it, he would do it. If he couldn't do it, he would think of other ways.

Do first-level extraordinary people still need to worry about survival? It's nothing more than a matter of quality of life.

In the countryside, if you have a few acres of land, you will never starve to death even if you are poor. Moreover, there are many wild game in the mountains.

Li Xiang continued to hold up his mobile phone and began to record the journey of transforming the backyard.

There is no live broadcast because he has too few fans, and his new account needs to be filled with video content.

Li Xiang thinks that everything is difficult at the beginning. In the early stage, you don't need to pay too much attention to these data, just concentrate on making good content. Even if you don't do self-media, won't you renovate the backyard? After the renovation, the environment has become better, and it is you and your grandmother who enjoy it.

It was a sunny and cool autumn day. The persimmon tree in the Li family's backyard was laden with fruits and its branches and leaves were swaying.

Two big yellow dogs were running around in the newly built backyard, a pregnant old cat was lazily napping on the roof, and in the distance, a group of chickens and ducks were playing in the woods, looking for delicious food.

Li Xiang measured the appropriate positions on the three large water tanks, drew lines with charcoal, and then used a cutting machine to cut a thin horizontal "long line" on the three large water tanks along the lines.

These three long lines, about 20 centimeters long and 5 millimeters high, run through the tank. When the bamboo water pipes bring the mountain spring water, it won’t be long before the clear and sweet spring water begins to flow, and a “cascading waterfall” takes shape.

"It's still quite beautiful. My craftsmanship and aesthetic taste are quite good!" Li Xiang took a few steps back, pinched his chin to admire it, feeling a great sense of accomplishment.

Next, he would find a few large bluestones to place downstream of the waterfall and then dig a drainage ditch.

"This is good, this is good!"

After grandma came to see it, she praised the "cascading water waterfall" made by Li Xiang. This is running water, and there is no need to worry about freezing in winter. She can't wait to wash clothes and cook here.

"Grandma, wait a few days until I build the kitchen, then we'll move to the backyard and make a fire."

Grandma said with emotion: "It's better for my grandson to come back. The small tile house in front has been there for many years and is dilapidated. I am worried that it will collapse when it snows in winter. It's better to move here, it's better to move here."

The old man couldn't help wiping away tears.

"Grandma, what are you doing? Don't worry, as long as I have your grandson, good days are still ahead!" Li Xiang is confident that with the system at his disposal, he is definitely the chosen one and will never be far behind.

At the same time, about 1500 kilometers away, at Li Xiang’s former company, a former colleague was browsing Douyin at his workstation after lunch. Suddenly, he saw a familiar video. He jumped up in surprise and shouted to the people around him: “I actually saw Li Xiang!”

"The one who just resigned? What did he do?"

The former colleague showed the video to the other party and said, "He actually went back to his hometown to farm, and he also does self-media and publishes short videos!"

"Show me, show me."

Soon, the news that Li Xiang was making short videos spread throughout the company and everyone was talking about it.

The manager from before also heard this and couldn't help but sneered: "Do you really think it's that easy?"

The older sister who had instructed him to pick up the express delivery curled her lips and agreed: "Indeed, you see, he only has so few likes and comments, and only a few hundred fans. Haha, is that enough? He also learns from others to make short videos?" Chen Huanhuan, the girl who has a good relationship with Li Xiang, also searched for Li Xiang's account out of curiosity, clicked in to take a look, and couldn't help but smile gently, because Li Xiang in the video looked so serious and handsome, although he was not dressed well and looked sweaty.

But why do I feel a sweet scent coming through the screen?

"I hope you succeed, Brother Xiang!" Chen Huanhuan secretly wished Li Xiang the best, and decisively liked and followed him, and also left a comment below.

In other places, Li Xiang’s college and high school classmates also saw this video, but most of them just glanced at it and swiped away.

Some people snorted: "What the hell, why is Douyin only pushing these rubbish videos now?"

In fact, for a short video publisher, the chance of being seen by someone they know is quite high.

Li Xiang did not buy traffic, so naturally most of the people he saw first were people he had met before.

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After Li Xiang dug the drainage ditch, he scoured the creek for sand and pebbles and laid them in the ditch. This can no longer be called a drainage ditch, but a smaller version of the "gurgling brook" in the backyard.

He even dug up some unusual-looking aquatic plants and planted them in the drainage ditch, and scattered some snails he had found.

At a corner, the area was expanded and some pennywort was planted.

In some big cities’ green plant shops, a small pot of pennywort costs dozens of dollars, but in Li Xiang’s hometown, it is just a weed and is readily available.

After finishing the "backyard creek", Li Xiang cut bamboo and began to build the kitchen.

Mortise and tenon structures are used in many places, and the kitchen roof is covered with rainproof cloth and a thick roof made of thin bamboo branches and leaves, all fixed with iron wire and nails.

The kitchen floor was paved with stones, and several stone paths were paved in the backyard for easy walking on rainy days.

A leisure pavilion was built a little further away, with tables and chairs, as well as swings, lounge chairs and other items.

Finally, there was enough material for the second video, and Li Xiang began to edit it and add music, subtitles, etc.

I have to say, it looked pretty good after editing. Li Xiang read it several times and felt there was no problem with it, so he added some simple copy and published it.

This episode, perhaps because of the cascading waterfall effect of mountain spring water and the "explosive" content of a Gaomi knife cutting off a bamboo as thick as a bowl with one stroke, finally gained a small wave of traffic, with more than 30,000 likes, the number of fans also increased to 7,000 to 8,000, and more than 2,000 people left comments.

Li Xiang smiled knowingly, feeling that it was still quite successful. After all, it was just the beginning, so he couldn't set his expectations too high.

However, some of his former colleagues and classmates still looked down on it when they saw it.

"With only 7,000 or 8,000 fans, what good can that do? I don't believe that someone like him can become a big internet celebrity."

"That's right. There are thousands of internet celebrities, but there is absolutely no way that Li Xiang can be one of them. He used to be very quiet, and his emotional intelligence is very low. He doesn't have any talent!"

"The end of traffic is to bring goods. What goods can he bring? Just his stupid mouth."

Many people complained sourly across the screen.

(End of this chapter)