I'm a Druid at a farmhouse.

Chapter 11 The Strange Fat Man

"As long as I can eat, that's fine." The lean man nodded, his attitude neither warm nor cold.

Song You led the two to the grapevines, picked up the teapot, and poured them each a cup of chilled tea.

"Judging from your accents, you two aren't locals?"

"I'm in Xiangcheng for a meeting." The lean man picked up his teacup and politely took a sip.

The slightly overweight man next to him seemed much more casual; he picked up his bowl, tilted his head back, and took a big gulp.

"Glug."

After drinking the tea, he smacked his lips, and his previously somewhat impatient expression instantly changed, his eyes even brightening.

"Hey boss, what kind of tea do you have? It tastes good!"

"I just used herbs I grew myself and brewed them casually," Song You replied casually.

He added a few mint leaves to this herbal tea, which he cultivated using the power of nature. The refreshing effect of this mint far surpasses that of ordinary mint.

The slightly overweight man wanted to ask more questions, but his gaze was drawn to the vibrant vegetable patch in the corner of the yard.

He stood up and rushed over in a few steps.

In that vegetable patch, bright red tomatoes hung from the vines like strings of little lanterns.

The purple eggplants were glossy and smooth, the cucumbers with their blossoms and thorns hanging from the trellis, and there were several rows of lush green water spinach, so tender they looked like they could be squeezed for water.

The slightly overweight man squatted down, stretched out his finger, and carefully touched the skin of a tomato. He then leaned closer to smell the fragrance of the soil. The expression on his face changed from curiosity to surprise, and finally to an almost obsessive intoxication.

"Boss! Can you pick these vegetables?" He turned around, his eyes gleaming.

"Yes." Song You pointed to the small wooden sign hanging next to him, "Experience activity, thirty yuan per person, pick it yourself, you can take five kilograms home."

"No problem! Absolutely no problem!" The slightly overweight man didn't even hesitate, pulling his phone out of his pocket. "Here, scan the code!"

The lean man next to him frowned and tugged at him.

"Guoming, we're just having a casual meal, you..."

"What do you know!" The slightly overweight man slapped his hand away, his excitement barely concealed. "This vegetable, this quality, five pounds for thirty yuan, what's the difference between that and giving it away for free!"

He quickly scanned the code, paid, and then excitedly asked Song You, "Boss, do you have baskets?"

Song You handed him a bamboo basket from the corner of the wall, saying, "Okay, pick as many as you like, just don't step on the seedlings."

"rest assured!"

The slightly chubby man took the basket as if he had found a treasure, and plunged headfirst into the vegetable garden. He was even more excited than when Deng Shen saw the pond full of big fish.

As Song You watched his retreating figure, a sense of unease began to rise within him.

This guy is interesting; he's actually more interested in vegetables than fish.

He wasn't worried about his secret being exposed.

When he first acquired the Druid ability, he was worried that people would discover something was wrong with what he grew.

To this end, he conducted a special experiment.

He picked a "Power Tomato" from his own vegetable garden and then asked Grandpa Wang next door for a regular tomato.

In his eyes, the surface of the "Power Tomato" was surrounded by a faint glow that represented vitality.

But when he took photos and videos with his phone, they looked exactly like ordinary tomatoes from any angle.

Later, he even took that tomato to the town's vegetable market and found an old stall owner who had been selling vegetables for decades. The old man knew Song You's father and was an honest, simple old farmer.

Song You lied and said it was a new variety from his own farm, asking the other party to take a look.

The old stall owner examined the tomatoes for a long time, turning them over and over, and finally concluded: "Your tomatoes look good, the color is right, and the size is uniform. They're good stuff, but they're just tomatoes."

From that day on, Song You was completely relieved.

The miracles of the Druids are beyond the comprehension of mortals, and their direct use has no special effect.

At most, they might think that the product is of good quality and tastes good, but they can't figure out the underlying reasons.

Only through its own processing can its fundamental nature be brought into play.

This slightly chubby man is probably a food lover.

Song You snapped out of his thoughts, turned around, and walked into the kitchen.

He put the pork bones he had just bought that day into a pot of cold water, turned on the heat, and prepared to blanch them first before simmering them into a pot of thick soup.

While the pot was steaming, he felt his pocket vibrate, took out his phone and opened Douyin (TikTok).

As soon as I opened it, a series of "99+" notifications popped up.

His number of followers skyrocketed from over 800 last night to 1,500.

The private messages and comment section exploded.

He clicked into Deng Shen's account homepage, and the latest video was prominently displayed at the top, posted half an hour ago.

The title is quite sensational: "Challenging the worst fishing pond on the internet! The owner boasted I'd cry from catching fish, and... I really did cry!"

The video's cover image shows Deng Shen being pulled so far by that big bluefish that he's bent like a shrimp, with the fishing rod bent into a full moon, looking quite pathetic.

Song You clicked on it.

The video is well-edited and has a great rhythm.

The story begins with Deng Shen's bold words before setting off, followed by his astonishment upon seeing the pond full of large fish, and then an hour of frustration for the air force pilots.

Accompanied by various funny sound effects, the barrage of comments was filled with "hahahaha".

The climax is his epic battle with the giant bluefish.

The camera switched back and forth between Deng Shen's ferocious expression and the giant shadow churning underwater, while the background music was so rousing it sounded like a world war was about to break out.

Finally, the giant fish was brought out of the water, and Song You appeared just in time to help scoop it up.

Then there was Song You focused on cooking, while Deng Shen stared in disbelief.

The entire video is packed with exciting and funny moments.

The comments section was even more lively.

"Holy crap! Did this little fish grow up on protein powder? Its strength is terrifying!"

"Deng Shen really hit a wall this time, but it was a thrilling match! It got my blood pumping!"

"Address! Where's the address?! I'm going there during the National Day holiday! Nobody stop me!"

"I've already followed the boss's account and am waiting for him to start a live stream!"

Song You was in a great mood as he watched the comments scrolling by.

Deng Shen's move to attract traffic was incredibly effective, and it also helped him build his public image.

A young boss with a large reservoir and excellent cooking skills.

He continued scrolling down the comments, but the smile on his face slowly froze.

"Am I the only one who thinks the guesthouse owner who came out to help at the end is kind of handsome?"

"It's not just one person! This guy, dressed in a clean white T-shirt, is way more handsome than those slick-haired, powdered internet celebrities!"

"She's in great shape too. She lifts that huge net like it's nothing. She must exercise regularly."

"Waaaaah, are all the handsome guys going back to farming these days? I need the boss's contact information!"

Song You stopped what he was doing, staring at a comment that had been pushed to the top of the trending list, and fell silent.

The comment read like this:

"Brothers, what's the point of fishing? Let's go fishing for the boss!"