My Pokémon Story of Seasons

Chapter 340 August 1

Summer of the 112th year of the League Calendar, June 1th.

Another week has passed in the blink of an eye.

Tong Hua had a very fulfilling week.

Every morning, as soon as I open my eyes, I'm pestered by Tibrim to make more versions of the puppet.

Tong Hua made more than a dozen puppets of various sizes and ages from the same body in this week.

Not only did they use up all the wood hollowed out when the library was built, they even leveled up the woodcarver profession to level 40.

As for Tibrim, she was like a child who had finally found a new toy, and she was happy to try to experience the world with different "bodies". Tong Hua didn't have any complaints about this.

After all, carving puppets wasn't exactly a waste of his time; rather, it was a way for him to hone an important family craft. Don't forget, Tong Hua's grandfather had dedicated his life to wood carving and wood sculpting, and this dedication had long been ingrained in the family's blood.

Although Master Acorn inherited his grandfather's mantle and carried on the reputation of woodcarver in Chicory Village, how could Tong Hua, as his grandson, give up his ancestors' legacy?

The current focus on making dry puppets is not only to satisfy Tibrim, but also to create a new source of income for the ranch.

"Hmm, which body should I use today?"

Early in the morning, in the alchemy workshop, Tibrim floated in front of a row of puppets in different poses, her little face full of seriousness, as if she was choosing clothes to wear when going out.

Some of these puppets are tall, some are petite, some look like they are six or seven years old, and some look like they are in their early twenties.

The only thing they have in common is that they all have a face sculpted by Tong Hua that is strikingly similar to the real Tibriam, as well as their signature fiery red hair.

"This is the one!"

She stretched out her little hand and pointed to a puppet in the corner that looked about six years old and was even smaller and cuter.

"it is good."

Tong Hua was already used to this procedure. He walked up to the puppet, inspected it skillfully, then stepped back two paces. "Ready?"

"Bri is ready anytime!"

As Tibrim focused his mind, the keystone that was originally attached to another body was pulled away and landed on this new body.

A few seconds later, Tibrim fell to the ground and was caught by Tong Hua, who was already waiting below. The puppet, which was the size of a child, slowly opened its eyes.

"oh oh!"

This body appears lighter and more agile than the previous ones, and it's also closer to the original body's physique.

She immediately jumped off the platform, landing lightly and even spinning around. "Feels good! I kind of like this body type, Brie!"

"I'm glad you're satisfied." Tong Hua smiled and picked up her tools to start tidying up the worktable.

In addition to making puppets, the daily work at the ranch has been progressing smoothly this week.

The large milk tanks produce milk once a day, while the Salt Stone Treasures and Mini Fu also produce rock salt and olive oil every day.

In addition, the wool of the two woolly sheep needs to be sheared every three or four days, and the chickens and ducks need to be fed feed that enhances egg production.

Sometimes when things get really busy, Tong Hua alone would probably have to work all day.

Not to mention the sweetness of the queen bee family, and the surplus of produce from the fields and orchards that yield almost daily thanks to the ripening effect of the forest turtles. All of this produce and crops would be redundant if used for brewing wine.

Fortunately, the ranch has no shortage of labor or production and processing equipment. With Tuotuo and Tianlengmei, they can help Tong Hua manage these things.

In addition, the Happy Dessert Shop and the Fantasy Potions Shop are each managed by Alcremie and Tibriam respectively, so the ranch is not as tiring to operate as one might imagine.

If Tong Hua is content with the status quo and does not continue to seek development —

"Do you think those superfluous puppets could move on their own without anyone controlling them?"

Tong Hua, who was walking with "Tibulim", suddenly asked a question, causing "Tibulim" to stop in her tracks.

"Bree? Why are you asking that? What do you want to do?"

"Tibulim" looked at Tong Hua with some wariness, worried that he might use his body to do something strange.

"Don't overthink it, I was just asking casually—"

Tong Hua quickly waved her hand and explained, "I was thinking, if we could make those idle puppets move, they could help with some of the simple tasks on the ranch, like carrying, cleaning, and tending to the crops—"

Wouldn't that make things much easier for everyone on the ranch?

"Tibulim" tilted her head, her fiery red braids swaying gently with the movement.

"Bree—so that's what you were planning."

She put her hands on her hips, thought for a moment, and said, "It's not impossible. I think there should be such magic or technology in those ancient books."

Considering how hard you've worked to prepare this body for me these past few days, I'll reluctantly do some research for you.

I'll get back to you in a few days.

"it is good."

With the matter settled, the two continued walking along the path in the ranch.

After exploring several areas of the ranch, "Tibrim" returned directly to the treehouse library and began researching.

Tong Hua, on the other hand, arrived in Chicory Village on his tug-of-war, carrying several puppets that Tiprium had not taken a liking to and a basket of snacks.

"Worm~"

Originally, I planned to go to Chicory Wood Hall to see if I could find a buyer to sell these puppets, but I got stuck halfway to the entrance of Sunshine Ranch and couldn't move.

"Never mind, I might as well say hello to Grandpa Yang."

Thinking of this, Tong Hua jumped off the worm and walked into the Sunshine Ranch with a basket of snacks.

The ranch gate was open, and the layout inside was just as Tong Hua remembered.

The last earthquake and typhoon seemed to have no effect on Sunshine Ranch, making it one of the few places in the entire village that remained unaffected.

The summer sun shines on the wide grassland, where several woolly sheep are leisurely grazing, the bells around their necks ringing crisply with each chew.

In the distance, Grandpa Yang was bending over, checking the growth of a row of berry bushes.

"Grandpa Yang!" Tong Hua called out.

Grandpa Yang straightened up upon hearing the sound and turned around.

The old man, wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat, seemed to be in increasingly good spirits. Upon seeing Tong Hua, a smile immediately spread across his face.

"It's Tong Hua!"

He patted the dirt off his hands and walked over with steady steps. "Look at you, you always bring things with you!"

What's for dinner this time?

Grandpa Yang looked on with a broad smile, his eyes shining as he looked at the basket in Tong Hua's hand.

It's not that the old man is greedy; it's just that the dishes Tong Hua brings are always too amazing.

After each meal, Grandpa Yang felt his body gradually regain its youthful vitality.

From a few months ago until now, I've almost forgotten what it feels like to use crutches.

"Hehe, these are some homemade honey drinks and mini puddings." Tong Hua laughed as she lifted the cloth covering the basket. "They're all chilled; they're very refreshing to eat in the summer."

Sunlight filters through the leaves, dancing on the delicate pastries; the glistening pudding and the tempting golden honey cake exude a sweet aroma.

Grandpa Yang's eyes immediately lit up, like a child who had seen a treasure.

"Great! This is good!"

He rubbed his hands together, then noticed several human silhouettes covered with cloth on the cart being pulled along behind Tong Hua. "Hmm? What are those?"

"Ah, that one." Tong Hua walked over, lifted the cover, and revealed several lifelike wooden puppets.

There was a girl in a simple dress with a quiet smile; there was a boy wearing a straw hat with his sleeves rolled up; and there was a child who looked even younger, holding a bamboo basket.

Each one is carved with extreme detail, even the subtle expressions in the eyes are lifelike.

"Oh?" Grandpa Yang looked at her curiously, then looked at Tong Hua with a strange expression.

"Young people are energetic and it's normal for them to have some special hobbies, but is it really necessary to carry them around with you?"

Tong Hua: ?