Communicate with furry animals without any barriers, and take the farm to the next level

Chapter 288 Meet again
Back at the farm, Josh finally relaxed.

"How about it? How about it? Don't I look imposing?"

Oswin suppressed a laugh: "Of course, very imposing, Mr. Farmer."

"Phew~ That's good. I didn't realize it when I was talking about it, but on the way back, I was inexplicably nervous." Josh wiped his sweat and smiled wryly.

“Don’t be nervous, you spoke very well,” Oswin emphasized again. “I just don’t know how many people will continue to cooperate with the farm.” He skillfully changed the subject.

"I estimate there won't be many left. The shops closer to the inner side may not all be rented out, but the ones in the most prominent locations are definitely not a problem," Josh said confidently.

Oswin nodded: "Those poorly located units will only be available for rent once the commercial district has developed."

"Yes, I'm mentally prepared."

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Lying in the rocking chair, I dozed off for a while, and finally managed to shake off the fatigue in my heart.

Josh opened her constantly flashing communicator and glanced at it. Only eleven or twelve people had messaged her immediately after the visit, far fewer than before. But Josh believed that once the others had gone back and thought things through, more people would contact her. There was no need to rush.

The one who has the most news is Dolly, who is also a three-star farmer and the farmer of Wilderness Farm.

Opening her chat window, I saw a resolute message from her, telling Josh that she had decided to rent a shop in the Weiguang Commercial District and asking if Josh had time to meet and discuss it in detail.

If it's decided to rent, there will certainly be an opportunity to discuss it in detail, but Josh looked at her previous messages and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Judging from her previous comments, it's clear that she repeatedly expressed her desire to meet and chat.

The two weren't very familiar with each other, so what did they talk about?

Josh doesn't consider himself a talkative person.

But her impression of her was fairly good; she was a capable and decisive farmer.

We can find an opportunity to talk about it.

After replying with a specific time and location, Josh exited the chat window and started replying to other people.

After clicking through, only a minority of people, like Dolly, decided to rent it.

Many messages came from people wanting to discuss the rent with Josh privately, but Josh would never back down on that. The starting price was set in stone, and there was no room for negotiation.

After looking through the communicator, Josh stretched wearily, feeling even more tired than when he was working in the fields.

Go out for a walk.

In spring, the farm is filled with birdsong and the fragrance of flowers. Taking a deep breath makes you feel refreshed.

As they walked, they arrived at the edge of the large-leaf ant bean field. After a few days, tiny bean pods had already appeared. Josh listened carefully to their pleas: "Fertilizer! Fertilizer!"
Okay, fertilizer, right? Josh, I'll remember this. Tonight, the golden dung beetles will fertilize you.

Now that the large-leaf ant beans have started to grow, the large-leaf ants can also begin to hatch.

Josh looked back at the vast expanse of land around him, where tender green leaves swayed in the wide fields.

Most of the crops are still in the budding and growing stage, and they are being cared for by ladybugs and golden dung beetles, so there is no shortage of manpower for the time being.

But soon these crops will start to grow rapidly, and then the leaf ants will be needed to help with delicate tasks such as bud break and pruning. Otherwise, even if all the golden kiwis in the warehouse were sent out, they still wouldn't be able to finish the work on these ten or so large fields.

After putting down the bean pods, Josh unknowingly walked to the shore of Twilight Lake. Recalling the spot where he had fished last year, Josh walked through the grass to the small hill.

Looking at the birds hunting in the lake, Josh suddenly remembered the duck herder Wenn, wondering if he would come to the farm again this year.

Just then, a somewhat familiar painted-face duck suddenly jumped down in front of him. It had a round body and cute little eyes. It locked onto Josh and flapped its wings to fly over.

"Giggle~" We meet again, kind farmer!
"A painted-face duck?" Josh was overjoyed. How could it appear so suddenly? His luck was incredible.

"Quack quack!" It's me! Have you caught any delicious little fish waiting for me this year?

The fat duck approached familiarly and noticed that Josh was the only one standing there, without a fishing rod or a bucket.

It tilted its head and looked at Josh with a accusatory look in its eyes, as if asking, "Where's the fish?"
"I just came for a walk today, I didn't bring a fishing rod," Josh said with a smile, never forgetting to eat fish no matter what he's doing.

"Quack quack." Okay, I was just asking. After all, a mature spotted duck wouldn't beg for fish, I know.
Hearing the series of clattering sounds, Josh chuckled. The resentful tone made her feel like she was guilty for not bringing a fishing rod.

Then a voice called out from behind.

"Painted-faced duck~ Painted-faced duck, where are you? Don't run off, we need to visit Farmer Josh first~ Painted-faced duck~"

It was Wen En who was looking for this disobedient, spotted duck.

"Quack quack~" Silly Wen, I'm on a visit! The painted-face duck said matter-of-factly.

"Huh?" Wen En ran to the top of the small hill and saw the Painted Duck below. His face lit up with joy, but when he saw Josh was also there, he froze.

Why is it always such a rude scene every time I meet Miss Josh?! Wen En is having a mental breakdown.

I came to the Glimmer Farm early today because I wanted to visit Josh before herding the ducks and prove that I am a polite and ethical duck herder.

They won't steal food from the farm anymore when their owner isn't around.

Now it's all the same as last year. Wen En's vision went black. That wretched painted-face duck.

"Wen, we meet again." Looking at Wen's ever-changing expression, Josh knew without asking that he must have been angered by the painted-face duck.

A duck herder who values ​​his reputation has encountered a head duck who is overly friendly; it's hard to say whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

“We meet again, Miss Josh,” Wen said with difficulty, while weakly waving to the Painted Duck. “Painted Duck, come here.”

As expected, the painted-face duck didn't react at all, and even boldly ran behind Josh, sticking its head out to provoke Wen.

Unsurprisingly, Wen En was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged. "Painted-face duck!"

Splash! The painted-face duck not only ignored him, but also jumped headfirst into the shimmering lake and started catching fish.

However, judging from its round shape, it won't be able to dive down anytime soon and will have to struggle for a while.

"Miss Josh, I didn't expect you to make a fool of yourself again this year." Wen En sighed and said with a wry smile.

"It's alright, Wen En, you're too kind. We're friends, aren't we? I told you you're allowed to come to the farm to herd livestock, it's fine."

"I haven't even greeted you yet, it's really too impolite of me to say that like this, Duck with the Painted Face." Wen En was a little embarrassed.