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The Space, which was originally lush green with only weeds growing, was now a colorful sight.
Some of the crops planted yesterday afternoon, particularly those with shorter maturation periods, had already borne fruit!
Watermelons and tomatoes were the main ones, both of which had already fruited.
There were also some leafy green vegetables, vibrant and thriving, ready to be harvested.
As for the fruit trees, they had grown much taller and larger than when they were planted, but they hadn’t borne fruit yet.
Strawberries hadn’t been planted yet. If planted, they would require weeding, and they grew so fast that harvesting them would be overwhelming.
Chu Tianshu couldn’t resist entering the Space to check on the crops, while also searching online for information.
The watermelon and tomato seeds he had bought were the most expensive, high-quality varieties, and they were early-ripening types. Under optimal conditions, they could be harvested in just over two months.
The temperature in the Space was consistently like early summer—neither too hot nor too cold, warm and humid, ideal for plant growth.
He had started planting yesterday afternoon around four o’clock.
By now, it had been exactly 12 hours.
Roughly calculating, one hour of growth in the Space was equivalent to five days of growth outside.
But the quality of the produce was like night and day.
Additionally, watering with Spirit Spring Water could further accelerate growth.
“The Ancestor of the Jiang Family is truly remarkable! This is such a treasure!”
After a quick calculation, Chu Tianshu felt his heart surge with excitement.
With such a Space, he was confident he could repay his debts just by farming.
He would never repeat the mistakes of his past life.
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In his previous life, he had incurred massive debts. Shen Miaoyan contacted him and learned that he had come up with an excellent business idea but lacked the funds.
So, she helped him secure some investors and set up several companies to operate together.
After several rounds of financing, the companies flourished. In less than a year, his personal dividends had repaid over 200 million in debt.
However, this led to increasingly close business ties with Shen Miaoyan and others, making it difficult to break free.
He was also too busy with work to properly care for his mother. Her psychological issues were severe, and her condition deteriorated rapidly, leaving no hope for recovery.
He couldn’t even take care of his mother, let alone his ex-wife and child, who had disappeared after the divorce…
Chu Tianshu swore he never wanted to have anything to do with Shen Miaoyan again.
Once he repaid his debts and established himself, he would settle all the grudges from his past life with her—this woman with a face like a peach blossom but a heart as venomous as a snake!
He was nothing but a small fish in her pond.
To her, he was merely a tool to be used.
Even the debt he owed was intricately linked to Shen Miaoyan. She was still young at the time, but her father was a business tycoon, a cunning old fox.
In simple terms, the debt resulted from a business failure. His partner suddenly ran off with the money, causing a broken capital chain, numerous order defaults, and policy restrictions…
Chu Tianshu tried everything but couldn’t find a solution.
As the legal representative of the company, he was held accountable for all legal matters.
After selling off all the company’s assets to repay the debt, he was still left with over 200 million in liabilities.
Having been reborn, he didn’t even consider looking for that partner.
The guy had indeed screwed him over, taking tens of millions and disappearing abroad.
But he didn’t get to enjoy the money for long. Less than half a month after leaving the country, he died suddenly of a heart attack in a foreign land.
It was said to be due to a genetic defect that ran in his family.
And now, it was almost time for it to happen.
Chu Tianshu thought of this person and couldn’t help shaking his head with a sigh.
Life, ah, is truly wondrous—full of coincidences and chance encounters.
Just like how he never imagined that one day he’d become a “farmer.”
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“What huge melons! And the tomatoes are enormous too!”
Chu Tianshu wandered through the farmland.
In these few acres of melon fields, he had casually dug holes row by row earlier, tossed in some watermelon seeds without even weeding, and they had sprawled across the ground on their own.
Large watermelons—some dark green, others striped—lay obediently amidst the grass.
At a rough glance, there were at least fifty or sixty of them!
There were also some smaller melons growing vigorously.
Those thirty-plus tomato plants had now grown into small trees nearly a meter tall, lush with branches and leaves, covered in blossoms and fruit.
The tomatoes they bore were each large and round, crimson and glossy, clearly ripe and utterly tempting!
Chu Tianshu took a deep breath, his lungs filling with the fragrance of ripe fruit.
Many agricultural products nowadays are force-ripened and completely lack any scent.
But the aroma of these tomatoes—if not carrying for miles, could at least be detected half a mile away.
In an instant, Chu Tianshu thought of many tomato-based delicacies, his mouth watering with craving as hunger set in.
So fragrant! No wonder his wife loved eating tomatoes.
This first batch of crop experiments was highly successful.
He roughly counted: though the watermelons and tomatoes were ripe, the initial harvest wasn’t too abundant.
Some were still semi-ripe, likely maturing fully in another hour or two. By then, he should have already “stocked up” and transformed into a supplier, selling goods to others.
Chu Tianshu brought in large shears and snipped away.
He harvested the ripe watermelons and tomatoes from the vines to prevent them from draining the parent plants’ nutrients.
Without baskets or similar containers on hand, he temporarily piled the produce in the field.
To have more stock for his business venture later, Chu Tianshu had to manually accelerate ripening.
He fetched a bucket of water and splashed it liberally over the watermelons and tomatoes with a ladle.
Regardless of how well or poorly it was done, the task was completed.
Okay, time to head out for breakfast!
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Barely 5 a.m., with faint daylight breaking.
Xu Xiuxia had just woken up and was sluggishly brushing her teeth and washing her face.
Chu Tianshu had already arrived, heading straight for the warehouse. Starting the puttering three-wheeler, he called out, “Mom, I’m going to stock up. See? I wasn’t lying.”
Xu Xiuxia: “…Drive carefully on the road!”
If this rascal could stay diligent for three days, she’d write her surname upside down.
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Wearing a helmet, Chu Tianshu drove the small three-wheeled truck, putting on a show as he headed toward the suburban villages.
In the early summer morning, there were already some people outside.
Fortunately, the crowd was still sparse, and no one paid him particular attention.
As he drove, Chu Tianshu spotted some elderly villagers selling vegetables by the roadside.
There was also an old man selling bamboo baskets, sitting by the road.
At eight yuan per large bamboo basket, Chu Tianshu bought all ten on the spot.
Then he continued toward the suburbs.
Though Su City was densely populated, the outskirts had vast stretches of rice paddies with few residents around.
Chu Tianshu parked on a rural cement road, shielded by emerald-green rice shoots.
There wasn’t a soul within a two-mile radius.
He tossed all ten baskets into his Space, using his mind to place them inside and load them with watermelons and tomatoes.
Then, with a thought.
Two bamboo baskets filled with large watermelons materialized on the three-wheeled truck.
The sensation of teleporting objects felt utterly miraculous.
Chu Tianshu pondered that once funds were more ample, he would buy a van. Once inside, no one would see what was happening.
No more need for such secrecy. Currently, to sell in bulk, he still had to go to the outskirts—what a hassle.
Chu Tianshu carried these two baskets of watermelons back to town.
He opened the map and searched for upscale fruit shops!
He headed straight to the nearest one, Huiyuan Fresh Fruits.
It was almost six o’clock. The fruit shop owner, Wang Shi, had just arrived at the shop and was busy with preparations.
Chu Tianshu parked his cart loaded with watermelons outside and went in first to take a look.
By observing whether the fruits in the shop were plump and fresh or wilted, he could gauge the shop’s business condition.
This shop seemed to be doing fairly well, but it was still far from booming. Probably limited by the quality of its goods.
What grade of goods should be handed over to what grade of retailer.
Except for someone like him, who was eager to make money.
Wang Shi glanced at him, then looked out at the tricycle.
Chu Tianshu handed him a cigarette and spoke with a smile: “Hey there, brother. These melons were just picked from Dawei Village, still with dew on them—top quality, no doubt. If you buy wholesale, I can give you a discount. Come take a look.”
It was still early summer, not the peak season for watermelons. Wang Shi hadn’t stocked many watermelons in his shop.
Mainly because they were prone to bruising and troublesome to transport; he’d rather sell other fruits.
But since someone had delivered them right to his doorstep, there was no harm in taking a look.