The Billion-Value Lands Are Just For Farming

Chapter 176

C176 – Another Person Who Likes to Show off

Su Ming couldn’t help but chuckle to himself. President Chen must be in a state of panic right now.

To Su Ming’s surprise, President Chen was also into live streams, and he was a fan of a particular female streamer. But what really took the cake was the flamboyant name President Chen had chosen for himself: Financial Tycoon Mr. Chen. Fennel must have had quite the effect on him.

“Hard work pays off, Boss Chen,” Su Ming teased, dropping a bullet comment into the chat.

President Chen let out a sigh of relief so deep it could have filled a balloon. Thankfully, Mr. Su wasn’t upset. Tomorrow, he’d put even more effort into his farming—President Chen was determined.

With President Chen’s support, Little Streamer sailed through to the finals without a hitch. There, she faced a heavyweight—a streamer with a staggering fan base of over five million. She was a top-tier streamer, no question about it.

The competition had barely started when NO.1 fan, the smug contender from the other side, swaggered in. It was President Wang of the Trade Group, his ID proudly displayed.

Su Ming raised an eyebrow. The naming style was uncannily similar to President Chen’s. Could this be Wang Guohui?

President Wang of the Trade Group wasted no time upon entering Little Streamer’s broadcast, declaring with a bullet comment, “The finals are ours to win! Just throw in the towel!”

“Old Wang, the Farming Expert is Mr. Su!” President Chen shot back immediately. He was a sharp one. Having previously discussed live streaming over dinner with Wang Guohui, he knew exactly who he was dealing with.

“Who?” President Wang of the Trade Group was momentarily baffled. “Which Mr. Su?”

“Think hard—what other Mr. Su could it be?” President Chen prodded.

That’s when it hit President Wang of the Trade Group. He glanced at their IDs again: Farming Expert and Weeding Expert Chen Xiao’er. He was completely flabbergasted.

“Mr. Su?” he repeated, his voice trailing off. Then, in a rush to make amends, he blurted out, “Little Streamer, I’ll ensure you win the championship!”

Without another word, he changed his ID to Watering Expert Wang Laosan. His sudden switch left everyone, including the streamer on the other side, utterly bewildered.

The match was over. It had ended before it even had a chance to start.

The onlookers were completely baffled.

“What in the world is happening here?”

“I’ve got to get in on this farming action!”

“Clearly, the folks from the imperial court have a knack for agriculture!”

For these individuals who never spent a dime, including those modestly well-off who could drop twenty thousand yuan a month, it was a curious sight.

Whether it was Financial Tycoon Mr. Chen or President Wang of the Trade Group, these titans of industry were used to calling the shots!

On a good day, they wouldn’t think twice about gifting tens of thousands of yuan.

But here they were, suddenly cozying up to a farmer.

What was the deal?

It looked like they were acquainted, too.

Clearly, the Farming Expert’s true identity was beyond anyone’s wildest guesses.

The most telling sign was their IDs.

This Farming Expert was, indeed, a bona fide farmer.

Inspired by the two tycoons’ name changes, the crowd followed suit.

Li Laosi, the Fertilizing Whiz!

Liu Lao Wu, the Watering Wizard!

Zhang Lao Liu, the Harvesting Hero!

The live stream competition had turned into a fan meetup for Su Ming.

The chat was no longer filled with jokes but had become a hub for agricultural exchange.

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Wheat Planting 101…”

“Don’t listen to that guy; he’s a fraud. I’ve been farming for years.”

“My corn yield’s been disappointing lately. Any tips?”

“We’ve got a bumper crop of apples—delicious! Anyone interested in a taste test?”

Su Ming chuckled to himself.

Yes, this was the allure of tilling the land!

“Feeling sleepy, off to bed now.”

With that, Su Ming dropped a final comment and logged off.

President Chen and Wang Guohui breathed a sigh of relief—thankfully, Mr. Su wasn’t upset.

Little Streamer was left in shock.

She had inexplicably made it to the finals and won, again.

Her channel had transformed into a hub for farming enthusiasts.

She prided herself on being ahead of the curve.

Yet, suddenly, she felt out of step with the latest trend.

For Su Ming, this was nothing more than a minor detour.

After freshening up and checking the time, he noted that the breeding zone was now active.

He planned to introduce some livestock there tomorrow.

The thought thrilled him!

He turned off his Stamina Talent, collapsed into bed, and was soon fast asleep.

At the crack of dawn the next day, Su Ming was up.

He grabbed a quick bite and headed straight for the outskirts.

The shop owner had just unlocked the door and was tidying up when Su Ming’s arrival caught him off guard.

“Mr. Su, you’re here bright and early!”

The boss quickly approached Su Ming, recognizing him as a valuable customer.

“Do you carry any poultry?”

“Poultry?”

The boss mainly dealt in farm products and didn’t stock poultry.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Su, we don’t carry that here.”

The boss’s face showed his dilemma as he wrung his hands. “However, rest assured, I have several contacts in the industry. What exactly are you looking for? I can reach out to them right now.”

Su Ming stroked his chin thoughtfully.

The System imposed a limit; he could only raise four types of poultry.

He reminisced about his childhood when his parents often raised chickens and pigs.

Those were the animals he knew best.

“Do you have pigs and chickens?”

“Yes, we do!”

The boss nodded eagerly, recognizing these as the most commonly sought-after types of poultry.

“Let me take you to them, Mr. Su.”

With that, the boss made a beeline for his vehicle.

“Let’s take my car instead.”

Su Ming offered with a grin.

The boss paused, his gaze shifting from Su Ming’s sleek sports car back to his own worn attire.

“Please, get in.”

Su Ming climbed into the driver’s seat as the boss hesitated. After vigorously rubbing his clothes with a towel, he gingerly settled into the passenger seat.

“Relax, there’s no need to be nervous.”

Su Ming chuckled and gave the boss a reassuring pat on the shoulder.