Chapter 1225
Chapter 1225
Chapter 705 [Survival on a Raft] 5
Feng Lan wasn't entirely unaware of some of the transactions yesterday. She remembered some of the straightforward and generous players, as well as the people who sold torches on the forum's second board. These same people came to Feng Lan again today to buy food, and she glanced at her own breakfast.
Yes, it's a self-heating hot pot, with vegetables, meat, and noodles inside.
Feng Lan remembered that these people must have seized the opportunity to sell a lot of torches yesterday, and made a lot of money. After all, some people sold a torch for 10 planks at the beginning! They were much more shrewd than her.
I took a picture of the hot pot I was eating.
[Mountain Breeze: Self-heating hot pot, limited to 15 servings per customer, highest bidder wins. Image in JPG format.]
Shi Rendong pondered the message Feng Lan sent. She had only thought that this person had a lot of food and hadn't had much hope. She asked casually, after all, judging from the food she sold yesterday and the torches that followed, she had sold out herself. She had also seen Feng Lan selling for a long time and had accumulated over a thousand pieces of wood. She wondered how such a ruthless person managed to turn things around.
It's important to know that the maximum number of the same item in a backpack slot is 999. Shi Rendong thought for a moment and felt that Feng Lan must have increased the drop rate or something else—her gaze lingered on the hot pot that Feng Lan had sent.
Food, steaming hot food on the sea!
Shi Rendong checked his supplies and quickly sent a message.
[Poet: A wooden treasure chest + 20 planks, a weapon, how about that?]
The weapon was a small knife that Shi Rendong had crafted. It was very short, only the size of a palm, including the handle and the blade. It was a small fruit knife with an attack power of only 2 points, making it useless to her.
After sending the message, Shi Rendong couldn't help but check her private messages for a while. Not receiving a reply from Feng Lan, she began to wonder if she had given too little. With so many people, there must be many wealthy players, and she must have earned a lot last night... She hadn't received a reply for so long, so perhaps she had already sold out?
Shi Rendong couldn't resist adding some more ingredients.
[Poet: Add two more seeds, watermelon and spinach seeds; these are good stuff.]
Although it was a good thing, the poet didn't have much soil, and her raft was also of limited size, so she had no place to grow vegetables in soil. Of course, this did not stop her from bargaining with Feng Lan.
After sending the message, Feng Lan held her small hot pot and looked at the requirements for upgrading the raft.
[Tier 2 Raft (Durability: 100/100)]
[Raft Expansion: 20 Planks]
[Upgrade Raft: 200 Thick Planks, 10 Bronze Blocks, 18 Hemp Rope/Fiber, 5 Plastic, 15 Stones, 10 Iron/Metal Blocks, 10 Fish Oil/Tung Oil, 5 Cloth]
Aside from not having enough bronze blocks and fish oil, Feng Lan had all the other materials. She also needed more planks to expand the raft. Looking at her 70-square-meter raft, Feng Lan felt that it wasn't worthwhile to continue expanding it. It was empty right now, without even two small houses. Looking at the upgrade materials, she thought that the next level should have a small house to shelter from the wind and rain. Sleeping in the open like this meant she would get soaked every time it rained.
She searched for a long time and found a large styrofoam box, which someone had traded for her with torches the night before. But now, it was perfect for storing soil to grow vegetables.
Fenglan took it out of the supermarket, smelled it and there was no unpleasant smell. Apart from being a little fragile, there were no other problems. She could plant it after making a few holes at the bottom for ventilation and water drainage.
She looked at the raft, then placed the styrofoam box at the stern, in a corner far from the furnace workbench. She poured in 10 portions of soil, filling one bottom layer. Feng Lan then added all 24 portions of soil, barely filling half the box. She simply took out her Tang sword and sawed the box in half. The styrofoam box was quite large, over a meter tall, and even after being cut in half, it was still over 50 centimeters tall. Feng Lan figured that planting vegetables wouldn't require such a thick layer of soil.
Although she didn't know what the remaining half of the foam box was for, Feng Lan carefully put it away, just in case it came in handy later!
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