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

Chapter 295 Daily life
Seeing Josh's worried look, the leaf ant waved its antennae: It's very safe and reassuring. The ant nest is right next to the leaf ant bean field, at a higher position, making it convenient to take care of the leaf ant beans. The soil is also the kind we like, and the environment is quite good.

After saying that, he urged Josh to bring out the queen ant and hand it over to them.

These past few days, they've been taking care of the queen ant like a mother hen, checking on her whenever they have time, whether they're passing by or busy. In short, they come to see her frequently.

The aloof queen ant has been acting blankly these past few days, but according to Josh's observation, the little thing isn't stupid at all; it's just pretending.

Yes, it deliberately acted weak and stupid in front of the serious leaf ants, which made these single-minded creatures pay more attention to it and grant its every request.

But once they're gone, she'll tap on the freezer to get Josh to let it out, and then it can play and sleep as it pleases.

The queen ant's intuition always allows her to run back into the box before the leaf ants come to visit her.

It wasn't that it didn't slip up at first, but unfortunately, one of them acted perfunctorily, while the other was completely trusting.

Josh thought that even if they ever saw the queen ant having a blast, they would still accept her explanation without question.

Josh woke up the queen ant, who was sleeping soundly in the freezer, and told her that the leaf ants had come to take her home.

Their own separate home is under construction.

Upon hearing this, the queen ant calmly stretched her body, slowly swaying her plump body as she struggled to climb out of the freezing box. Then, she was affectionately surrounded by the waiting queen ants, who picked her up and, while ensuring her comfort, escorted her to the new anthill.

It seems it knew what was going on and wasn't surprised at all; what a clever fellow.

After the queen ant was taken away by the leaf ants, Josh breathed a sigh of relief. The little pink ball had been eyeing it covetously all day. Although Josh had warned it that it was the queen ant and not to have any bad thoughts, the little pink ball could hardly resist being attracted by its increasingly plump figure.

Josh had to stand guard between the two to prevent any security issues.

With his basket in hand, Josh was ready to hurry to the Magic Fruit Forest to see if the bitter candies had ripened after all these days, and how they tasted.

The Magic Fruit Forest is filled with the fragrance of fruit. Giant lemons and bitter candies are in bloom, making the entire forest seem like a secret garden paradise that captivates visitors.

Josh picked up a small heart-shaped fruit and squeezed it slightly, causing the juice of the bitter candy to splatter out.

Josh licked his fingers; they tasted sweet. That was about right. Although they weren't at their peak maturity, they were already good enough.

Josh had been thinking these past few days that the unique flavor of bitter candy wasn't suitable for making fruit drinks, but it could be used to make uniquely flavored dried fruit products like preserves and dried fruit.

Even if it's not a new product from another world, it will definitely be unique in Chaoyang City, because she hasn't seen anything similar here before.

The dried fruits and such here are all organic, directly sun-dried and then sold. Not only are they dry and dehydrated and don't taste good, but their energy is also severely dissipated. They're just something to fool kids.

Josh tried it once and never ate it again, but it's not very common to see anyone selling it; there's not much of a market for it.

I wonder what candied fruit made from bitter candy tastes like. Josh imagines it to be sweet and sour like a plum with a hint of coolness, or refreshing and natural like a mint with a slightly pungent bitterness. If it really achieves the desired effect, it will definitely be another star product.

Within the next two or three days, we can set aside a morning to ask the golden kiwis to help harvest these ripe bitter candies.

All you have to do is shake the tree, and the ripe bitter candies will fall down on their own—it's that simple. Having made up his mind, Josh wasn't in such a hurry anymore. He strolled leisurely through the Magic Fruit Forest, occasionally picking some bitter candies to eat; a bittersweet taste certainly wasn't a truly delicious fruit.

But it is indeed suitable for making dried fruit.

She'll try the dried version in a few days. If it doesn't taste good, she'll use some advanced technology and ruthless methods to add some ingredients (not really) and seasonings, like the sour jujube cake she'd heard about before, made with southern sour jujubes. Adding chili and perilla looks a bit strange, but it's actually quite addictive.

Well, she's decided that if the taste isn't good later on, she'll go for 100% pure additives (winking).

I picked a basketful and took it home to enjoy as fruit after dinner.

After dinner, Josh ate them one after another; they were sweet and juicy, and even ignoring the slightly bitter taste, they were quite refreshing.

As Josh ate, he remembered the canned cherries he had eaten before. The cherries were soaked in syrup, which reduced their sourness. He wondered if bitter candies would have the same effect when made into canned fruit.

Write it down, write it down. Josh can pull out a notebook anytime, anywhere to jot down anything that comes to mind.

A sound of hooves rang out, and Josh opened the window. Oswin had returned and was waving to him from the windowsill.

Oswin raised the corners of his mouth and smiled back at Josh.

Then, looking tired, he gestured to Josh that he needed to go inside and rest. Josh nodded and said, "Go quickly."

After watching him enter the small room, Josh wondered if he had been treating him too much like an animal. Working from six or seven in the morning to eight or nine in the evening was no good. He couldn't let such a useful employee get worn out.

We're hiring!

Josh clicked on Mr. Blair's message, which she hadn't contacted in a long time. The last message she received was from Mr. Blair, who thanked her after she had sent him a batch of dried persimmons by carrier pigeon.

Aside from that, the two had nothing else to talk about.

Josh wasn't sure if it would work, but he decided to give it a try.

So she edited a message and sent it back to Mr. Blair, wondering if she would receive a reply tonight. Josh didn't wait and closed her eyes, falling into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Josh got up early, inspected the farmland, found nothing wrong, and after checking that the ladybugs and golden dung beetles were in good condition, Josh hurriedly left the farm for the Twilight Commercial District.

When it came to the crucial final stage of the store renovations, Josh had to keep an eye on things from time to time. Some renovations couldn't be too outrageous; letting the store owners do whatever they wanted would ruin the overall style of the Weiguang commercial district.

The road surface is undergoing final leveling. Once the renovation is complete, the construction debris piled up on the roadside will be cleaned up, and the environment will become much cleaner.

Josh also contacted Mr. Luman about the flowers and plants in the commercial district. Although he didn't know where Mr. Luman had gone on another adventure, he asked Josh to add an assistant's contact number so that the assistant could make arrangements for Josh.

Landscape design should be left to professionals. Josh only cared about aesthetics, and the flowers she chose were not very harmonious. After her assistant made some adjustments, it was much better.

Josh is really looking forward to it, as he will be able to start cultivating it soon.

I feel that farming novels always get boring in the later stages because my writing and thinking abilities are too limited. But if I keep writing about furry things, I get aesthetically fatigued. It's giving me a terrible headache.