The Laid-Back Supplier’s Farming Life

[The entire novel is complete, so little angels can read without worry!] Pei Yu lost his father at a young age. His mother raised him and his younger brother, and the sensible Pei Yu held on to hope for a better world, believing that if the family worked hard, they could live well. But the burden of life weighed more heavily on his mother with every passing day, until she injured her back and could no longer do heavy work. On Pei Yu's sixteenth birthday, his good fortune finally arrived. First came a portable farming dimension, where the spiritual fields were full of plump, ripe rice, the spiritual soil grew sweet, juicy fruit, and the spiritual pond teemed with fat fish, shrimp, and crabs... Then came the Planar Trading System... * Cheng Zexian's good deskmate had secretly slipped him two huge, rosy peaches again. "They're from our farm. Hurry up and eat." The boy, whose clothes were so faded they were nearly white, smiled at him. One bite, and the peach was soft and juicy. It made his heart feel sweet, too. The next day, it was a bag of green jujubes. The third day, a box of... glutinous rice cakes. He clutched the little tear in the hem of his clothes and secretly resolved to make lots of money and buy plenty of tasty treats for this guy, too. Cheng is the top, Pei is the bottom. Childhood friends × childhood friends, cozy farming, and a powerful golden finger. Please add my new novel to your reading list, cuties: I Deliver Takeout in Another World Using a Safe House When the apocalypse strikes planet DM-192, high-dimensional beings reinforce safe houses, allowing the lucky few to survive and travel between worlds to obtain energy. Survivors unlock professions such as assassin, artisan, and alchemist. Zhuang Feining looks at the "chef" profession and falls into deep thought: Be a chef during the apocalypse? Poison zombies and monsters with terrible cooking? While struggling to survive in other worlds, everyone else trains hard, happily using crossbows, swords, shields, and miracle medicines to fight monsters, earn star coins, and stay alive... Only Zhuang Feining is busy tossing food in a wok and inventing new dishes. To complete orders, he even has to travel through the apocalypse to deliver takeout. Fortunately, his customers are generous and not picky. After three days of fried rice noodles, they give him five-star reviews, and the star coins and gift rewards keep growing. Zhuang Feining is delighted: This customer sure is a nice person. But this customer... why does he keep turning up in every world where Zhuang Feining delivers takeout? * In [Corpse Monsters Run Amok], an ancient world overrun by zombies and vicious monsters, Zhuang Feining rides his hybrid bike over mountains and through valleys, delivering steaming hot food to a mansion as grand as an imperial palace. The customer confirms the delivery on the spot, pays a huge tip, and even gives him a lightsaber. In [Plants Ascendant], a chaotic city, Zhuang Feining dodges the tendrils of mutated plants and their pollen-induced hallucinations, finally reaching a sprawling estate. The customer politely invites him inside. After glancing at the plants erupting from the ground and chasing close behind, he activates the entire defense system in the next instant. Water sprays in every direction, and every mutated plant within five miles turns limp and rots after coming into contact with the liquid. In [Undead Town], Zhuang Feining knocks on an apartment door. As soon as it opens, his familiar customer smiles and greets him: "What a coincidence. You've worked hard. Come in for a cup of hot tea..." The customer is so hospitable that by the time Zhuang Feining leaves the apartment, feeling light-headed, he's wearing a gold bracelet and a blue diamond stud in his reddened earlobe. "Since you deliver takeout, the bracelet lets you check your information anytime, and the earring lets you communicate. Safety first," the customer says seriously. An evil spirit approaches Zhuang Feining, and the bracelet flashes with golden light, instantly burning the monster to ashes. The high-dimensional beings protest: How can Tan Jun use cheats? It's so hard for us to meet a little star being in person, but this guy can actually enter other planes to deliver things! Tan Jun: "1,389,999 star coins buys one strand of consciousness for one visit. Manifesting costs 896,000 star coins per visit. After the first two items, each additional item you bring costs 9,980 star coins." The high-dimensional beings: "!!!" If you're rich, you can do whatever you want. Pay to win! * [Congratulations! Your profession has reached the highest level! The [Planar Marketplace] store is now unlocked. Work hard to earn star coins.] The high-dimensional beings eagerly await the store opening. They blindly buy every item put up for sale, hoping to help him earn enough star coins to improve their own chances of survival. Someone discovers that the [Food Shop] has over a thousand sales a month, but every time they click on the store page, every item is [SOLD OUT]! [Anonymous post: Exposing my crazy pay-to-win friend T. The last time anyone spent this recklessly was when I was a clueless kid playing video games. He actually spent money across dimensions to help his sweetheart upgrade a safe spacecraft. Filthy rich and utterly inhuman!] Tan Jun looks at the dishes ordered through the Planar Marketplace and worries about how to tell his chef to raise the prices: Ten portions of food for 99 star coins each? Better to price them at 990 each. Being a chef is hard work! [Apocalypse survival, gourmet food hoarding, leveling up and fighting monsters] Theme: Work together to build wealth and prosperity!