The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead

Nian Shutong's smile instantly spread across her face as she calculated the price in her mind, one hundred Star Coins for a pound of potatoes, though she had no conception of how much a pound actually was.

Just estimate one potato per pound, she thought, it's not her own money being spent anyway.

"Two hundred Star Coins per slice."

Nian Shutong was very satisfied with her pricing; one potato cut into five slices would then be one thousand Star Coins each.

Only a tenfold increase? She really was too kind, but she did have plans for a long-term partnership.

Two hundred Star Coins for a slice? Even without tasting it, and not knowing if it truly had healing effects.

But... compared to the nutrient liquid that cost one hundred thousand per bottle, Fu Yunhe thought this was cheap! Incredibly cheap!

He realized that getting used to such abuse wasn't too bad.

"Okay," Fu Yunhe said, accustomed to the process, he transferred one thousand Star Coins to Nian Shutong on the Star Network.

Shouldn't he get five slices at least?

Nian Shutong received the Star Coins and nodded in satisfaction, then took a potato and began to slice it.

After slicing, Nian Shutong pushed the warmed slices over with her knife and started slicing for herself.

Fu Yunhe took out his own pair of chopsticks and picked up a slice of potato, becoming more excited as it neared his mouth.

Yet his face remained expressionless, the epitome of calm.

The moment he put it in his mouth, Fu Yunhe's spiritual power surged like parched earth meeting long-awaited rain, ceaselessly drawing in the energy from the potato slice.

His ruined body didn't even have a chance to absorb it before it was gone.

Fu Yunhe soothed his spiritual power covertly, preventing it from snatching the food, allowing the second potato slice to be absorbed by his body.

If he needed to gasp fifty times a minute before, this one slice of potato let him gasp forty-nine and a half times instead.

It was truly effective—he had encountered something that could improve his inborn defects.

This slice of potato settled Fu Yunhe's mind; he wasn't leaving.

Definitely not leaving.

Although Nian Shutong didn't know what had happened, she felt the energy flux from the sickly figure beside her.

What did it mean? Were they about to fight? Should she strike first?

"The first time I ate this 'tu ga da'... I mean potato," Fu Yunhe spoke up, explaining because he felt he had just come close to death.

"Uh-huh! What about the salt?" Nian Shutong wasn't sure whether to believe him, but decided to abandon her plans to kill him, for now.

Fu Yunhe internally breathed a sigh of relief; life was indeed not easy. He took out the salt he bought yesterday and handed it to Nian Shutong.

She took it and opened it.

Clatter, clatter, clang.

The nail-sized, dark yellow salt granules fell onto the stone slab, one even putting a dent in a potato slice.

This was salt?

Are you sure it's not a rock?

Nian Shutong was inwardly repulsed, but she picked up a round stone nonetheless and smashed a grain of salt, reluctantly dipping and tasting.

Astringent, slightly bitter, with a salty flavor, but the astringent taste seemed to dominate.

On the second taste, Nian Shutong refrained from dipping into the salt; it was distasteful.

It had marred her perfect potatoes.

As the breakfast ended, Nian Shutong finished the leftover potatoes from yesterday.

Not quite full, Nian Shutong pondered on ways to make money; robbing a sickly man wasn't a sustainable plan—who knew when he might be gone.

"Xiao He, what do you think I should do to earn money?"

Fu Yunhe tried his best to overlook Nian Shutong's nickname for him and contemplated her question, not having the heart to dash her hopes.

Nearly all professions were tied to spiritual power and Physical Ability cultivation, yet Shutong was deficient in both.

He cautiously said, "How about... opening a shop on Star Network?"

That didn't require any special abilities, just the ability to sell things.

"Open a shop?" Nian Shutong thought for a moment and realized it was indeed a good idea. She'd have to sell the food she grew in exchange for money, use money to buy seeds, plant seeds for Cultivation Resources.

A perfect cycle.

"Okay! Let's open a shop."