I'm a Druid at a farmhouse.

Chapter 7, Category 3 Druid Advanced Quests

At the top of the log, three prominent advanced tasks are displayed.

[Advanced Gourmet Druid Quest: Nature's Gift.]

Requirements: Independently process and cook a complete life, making the most of everything, including flesh, bones, and internal organs, transforming them all into valuable products, and earning the sincere praise of one hundred different diners.

Progress: 1/100

[Beastmaster Druid Advanced Quest: The Trust of the Clan.]

Requirements: Establish basic trust connections with three different animal groups without relying on human language.

Progress: 1/3

[Jungle Druid Advanced Quest: The Withered Resurrection.]

Requirement: Use your natural power to successfully restore ten diseased plants to health and vitality.

Progress: 1/10

"One hundred diners, three animal groups, and ten sickly plants."

Song You stroked his chin and strolled over to the vicinity of the small courtyard.

These tasks can be started before the progress bar is full, and completing the task itself can, in turn, increase the progress bar.

Ideally, it should be completed before the progress bar is full, so that the advancement ceremony can be performed directly.

He walked to the edge of the vegetable garden and squatted down.

The few Power Tomato plants on the left look like they've been injected with hormones; they're all full of energy, with thick, shiny green leaves.

He reached out and touched it gently, and could feel a faint but vibrant energy flowing through the stem of the tomato vine.

The Qingquan cabbage on the right is equally impressive, with layers upon layers of leaves, so tender that you could squeeze water out of it.

The plants in the entire yard were incredibly healthy, thanks to his natural nourishment.

"It seems that the [Withered Revival] quest is out of the question for now."

I can't just ruin the food to complete the task.

Song You stood up, walked around the courtyard, and headed back towards the reservoir.

A night breeze swept across the water, bringing a touch of coolness. He stood by the reservoir and closed his eyes.

The ability [Whispers of Nature] allows him to sense the vast collective consciousness underwater.

At this moment, the fish were calm and content, like salted fish lying flat after eating and drinking their fill, lazily turning over at the bottom of the water.

"A school of fish counts as one."

Song You had a better understanding of the situation; the quest for [Beastmaster Druid Erui] was one-third complete.

His gaze passed over the reservoir and landed on the dark forest in the distance.

That mountain was also contracted by his family. There were pheasants and rabbits in it. When he was a child, he even went with his father to set traps there.

However, the animals in the mountains are highly vigilant and untamed, making it much harder to build trust with them than with fish in a reservoir.

"We need to find someone docile and easy to control."

Song You's inner calculations began to take shape.

Farmhouse tourism, farmhouse tourism, how can it be enough with just fish?

Chickens, ducks, geese—all of these need to be raised. We can consider raising pigs, since they're said to be the smartest animals; we could give it a try.

The chickens, in particular, are raised in the mountains behind the city, eating insects and wild grass. Their meat quality and taste are incomparable to those of factory-farmed chickens in the city.

Then we'll have another signature dish, and we can also complete the [Beastmaster Druid] quest at the same time.

Kill two birds with one stone.

"I'll go to the village market tomorrow and buy a batch of chicks."

He was also planning to stop by the butcher to buy some fresh pork bones and offal.

Pork bones can be used to make soup, and offal can be made into dishes like braised tripe or stewed offal; these are all hearty dishes that go well with rice.

The plan is in place.

Song You sorted out his thoughts, turned around and walked back to the courtyard, then went up to the two-story building next door.

This is where he lives.

As soon as you open the door, a fresh scent of grass and trees wafts out, even stronger than in the yard.

The room wasn't big, but it was clean and tidy.

Several potted succulents were placed on the windowsill, each one plump and juicy, even more vibrant than the samples sold in flower shops.

This is the dwelling place of a druid. Even if it is only a zero-level druid, if you stay here for a long time, the surrounding environment will be unconsciously assimilated by the power of nature and become full of life.

Reaching his room on the second floor, Song You threw himself onto the bed, sinking into the soft blankets and letting out a long breath.

I made 666 from Deng Shen today.

It's a good start, but far from enough.

He opened his eyes, stared at the ceiling, and began to do the accounting.

"The bank loan is 32,000 yuan a month. Water, electricity, internet fees, taxes, and all sorts of miscellaneous expenses add up to at least 10,000 yuan a month."

He stretched out his finger and traced it in the air.

"All things considered, I need to earn at least 50,000 yuan a month just to barely break even."

Fifty thousand yuan, spread out over each day, amounts to nearly seventeen hundred yuan.

Today's order didn't even reach half of the target.

Song You turned over, took his wallet from the bedside table, and opened it to look inside.

Inside lay a few coins and a bank card, containing 80,000 yuan he had saved up over his university years through frugal living and part-time jobs.

This is all his possessions.

At most, it will only last him for another month or so.

If the agritainment business hasn't improved after a month, he'll have no choice but to pack up and leave, handing over the mountain forest and reservoir, along with his father's grave, to the bank.

A heavy pressure weighed on his heart.

"Fortunately, my place is not far from Xiangcheng, the provincial capital. People there have strong spending power. As long as I make a name for myself, I won't have to worry about not having customers."

He tried to comfort himself with this thought, but he dared not relax at all.

Fame.

Oh, right, fame.

Song You suddenly sat up, picked up his phone, and opened Douyin.

His account, "Come to a Farmhouse," has only a few carefully edited videos displayed on its homepage.

One is a reservoir in the early morning, shrouded in mist, with the water surface as smooth as a mirror.

One is a time-lapse video of tomatoes in a vegetable garden, from green to ripe red.

Another one is a snapshot of him scattering fish food, and a large fish leaping out of the water.

The videos were poorly made; previously, each video only received a handful of likes, and a few of those were from his own likes.

But now, the situation is different.

The number of followers increased from "5" to "832".

The number of likes on those videos all exceeded three digits, and the comment section became lively.

"Is this the farmhouse that Deng Shen went to? The environment looks really nice!"

"Holy crap, this fish is huge!"

"Those tomatoes look so delicious, can we go pick some ourselves?"

These comments and the growing numbers eased Song You's anxiety.

Deng Shen, this traffic-generating tool, was even more effective than he had imagined.

He must capitalize on this trend and get the account up and running.

Song You opened the video editing software on his phone and began to review the footage he had recorded that afternoon.

He kept this in mind and, from another angle, recorded the entire struggle between Deng Shen and the big bluefish.

The thrilling tug-of-war and the awe-inspiring scene of the giant object emerging from the water are excellent materials for creating viral content.

He was intently selecting video clips when a new message notification suddenly popped up at the top of his phone screen.

This is a comment notification from Douyin.

He casually clicked on it, and there was a new comment under the video of his big fish leaping out of the water.

"It really is you, Yuzu?"