Lu Yi inherited a farm that had been abandoned for five years after losing her job. The villagers laughed at him for returning from the city to farm in despair. The buyers deliberately lowered the price, and even the village dogs bared their teeth at him. Until he accidentally activated his personal space - a spiritual spring and a square of spiritual soil, with a daily limit of ten liters. He used the spiritual spring to grow emerald cabbage and the spiritual soil to grow peach tomatoes. A dish of stir-fried vegetables was brought to the gourmet with a sharp tongue. He took a bite and his chopsticks trembled: "This is the best dish I have eaten in thirty years, bar none." As the news spread, catering bosses swarmed in, but Lu Fei closed the door: "Queue to get a number, wait a year." But the secret of Lingquan does not stop there - there are ancient earth veins buried deep in the ground, and once leaked, it will trigger a backlash of species. When the capital tycoons waved banknotes and wanted to demolish the farm, Lu Hu picked up a shovel and followed the rules of the world: tit for tat. He dialed a number and said, "Help me check to see if there is anything shady underground..."
