Chapter 250 The Other Side

"What's wrong? Is the price I paid much more?"

Looking at Hackett's hesitant expression, Jiang Liu turned around and asked. He remembered that the price of grass seeds written on the door was 20 gold coins per bag.

Except for his store, no one sells grass and grass seeds, and naturally there is no such thing as shopping around.

"No, the price is normal. It's just that there are nearly 50 acres of grass here... Is it a bit too much to buy?"

Hackett looked at the bag in Jiang Liu's hand. 50 acres of land, how many people would be needed to plant it.

"I don't have the habit of bargaining. After confirming something, the superiors will approve the funds for us. What we have to do is to use the appropriate funds to complete the set goals."

Jiang Liu shook his head. There was no currency circulation in the territory at all. Everything followed the resource rationing system.

He received a lot of training on currency before leaving to deal with various possible situations.

"Fifty acres is a very small number, which should barely be enough for the first cycle of sowing."

The officer weighed the five bags of seeds in his hand, which were like fine quicksand flowing in them. With a slight shake, a pleasant rustling sound came out.

Fifty acres of grass seeds felt like a small sandbag in his hand, but after sowing and spreading, they could occupy a large field.

I just don't know how much grass and grass seeds the territory can produce in each cycle after sowing these grasses. The growth cycle of grass should be very short, right?

Thirty acres in the territory, twenty acres at the outpost of Xiaokong Island.

He even felt that compared with the pilot planting of hundreds of acres often mentioned in the notice board of the territory...it was a bit too little.

However, he only purchased twenty acres of tree seeds, or the saplings that had sprouted and survived. In order to stack these tree seeds, he also specially purchased storage racks to put the tree seeds on.

If they were spread flat on the ground, these different tree species might leave them with no place to stay.

A tree species that can produce fruits containing a lot of starch, a crisp and sweet tree species similar to apples, and a berry tree species that can produce a lot of sweet and sour berries.

Starch-producing trees are used to supply food for the camp on the super-large sky island, while the latter two are used to make up for the lack of fruit trees in the territory - providing fruit after meals can slightly increase the happiness of the people in the territory, and having meat in every meal can greatly increase the happiness of the people in the territory.

Before the lord set out, he focused on finding plants that can be used to extract oil, but he didn't find any here. The oil used here is all finished oil transported from the other end through the portal. However, the current edible oil in the territory can barely cope with the oil extracted from the bodies of sea fish, but it is not as fragrant as animal oil.

I don't know how the lord will solve the problem of oil-producing crops.

Jiang Liu weighed his wallet. After such a large purchase, the budget is still quite sufficient... After all, what they bought are not particularly expensive products, and the price fluctuations and premiums of the products are limited.

As for the really expensive consumption, the officers will not touch it with the training they have received.

With this calculation, the ship will be fully loaded soon.

Full of seeds and saplings.

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‘To my dear’

‘The exploration of the two sky islands of At and Laner was completed smoothly. The local governor did not make things difficult for you, my teacher, because I helped him find several rare resource veins. I have successfully depicted the topography and outline of these two sky islands, and compared them with all the medium and large sky islands that have been recorded...’

‘I have some very wonderful discoveries. I will reply to you after I complete the exploration of Sky Island No. 3.’

‘If I can't come back, don't worry.’

Miss Scholar Aina sat in a chair, silently reading the words in it, letting the wind from the sky island pass through and blow on her cheeks. She opened her pocket watch, which was a photo of two generations of geologists, one old and one young. She hadn't seen her teacher for a year.

This was the last letter her teacher sent her three months ago. At the end of the letter, a map that had been explored was attached. This exquisite map drawn by geologists would be of great value to anyone.

The map showed the locations of all the islands except the airspace near the No. 3 island, and even their possible cyclic drift trajectories were clearly depicted.

After that, there was no news.

So Aina came, bringing all her savings, even though her teacher had... No, she must not be dead.

She also wanted to ask what her teacher had discovered.

Eleven hundred gold coins were all she had saved, and she could buy a very good frigate-class ship instead of the cheapest barrel.

She must still be waiting for her somewhere on that island, waiting for her to help her complete her work.

It was just that she couldn't cross the abyss without an airship.