Raising Ducks for Daily Rewards-Chapter 10: New Field

Fengyu looked at the trees around.

Some were tall and quite old, others were younger and only a few metres high.

"Hmm, let’s keep those old ones. If I’m lucky, one of them might reach the Spirited stage on its own, which would be a windfall.

As for the young ones, let’s just destroy them all.

Ducks need a free pasture where they can walk around."

He walked to a tree and measured it by the width of his arm. With some basic mathematics, he could roughly guess how much wood he would get from chopping this tree.

"Just one tree should be enough to build the duck shack. The rest of the trees can be used later..."

He raised his axe, leaned it to the side, and then used his strength to push it forward!

*Crack*

The tree cracked in the middle, directly falling in his direction!

His hands flew in the air, spiritual power gathering and forming a thin veil around the tree in front of him. With a quick reaction, he was able to carry the tree in the air before slowly putting it down safely.

"Huh, Spiritual Control Art, the most foundational control art... without it, I might have accidentally destroyed my little hut!" he looked over to the hut just a few metres behind him.

"Anyways..." he went back into the shack, put away the axe and instead took the saw.

Instead of using his raw uncontrolled strength, he instead used the Spiritual Control Art to move the saw along the tree, cutting planks of wood for his shack.

In the end, he got five long planks.

He split these planks in the middle, making it ten.

Moving the ten three-metre long planks with his spiritual power, he soon aligned them to form a small shack large enough for his eleven ducks to live in.

According to past experience, he could raise ten ducks per field.

Now the pasture was overgrown, so he got an additional duck to not waste the overgrown weeds.

Though the eleventh duck was a male.

’Since there is no one who raises ducks in this village, I shouldn’t sell any egg-laying ducks. By only selling male ducks and keeping the female ducks, I can create an egg monopoly.

Chicken eggs are worse than duck eggs, so even if there is one or two chicken raising cultivator, I should still have a good share of the market.’

He remembered the time he had an internship in a small business, where he learned various things.

It helped him gain insight into management, marketing and the general market.

In the past he didn’t really create his own business, but here... basically every cultivator had a small business to survive.

Only sect-members could be called salary workers. Though even then, most successful sect cultivators have their own business and faction inside the sect.

’Damn, it’s good I left that place after a year. Small businesses are really centred around the boss – he is the one that earns well, and the others can only hope to use it as a transitional job, or maybe they’re lucky and the business becomes larger in the time they work there.

I wonder what happened with him after such a long time...’

His thoughts rose and fell as he took some nails from the hit, pressing them into the wood with his spiritual power.

In a few minutes, a simple wooden shack was built.

He looked at it and felt that it was a bit ugly, but not too shabby.

"We’re in the middle of spring, about to enter summer in a month. There isn’t much rainfall in this season.

I can take my time building a proper shack in the next month or so."

He looked at the pasture and realised that he didn’t need to water it.

"I need a box... besides that, I also need barrels to store the excrements... no wait, there isn’t even a lake.

In that case, I have to build a pool and water it..."

He felt a headache incoming. So many things right on the first day!

But his hands moved quickly, sawing a tree in just a minute, carrying it with his spiritual power, sawing some planks, roughly sanding it with some stones, then arranging it and pressing the nails to create a somewhat stable wooden box.

He moved left and right and used a third of the trees to build two boxes, five barrels and a large pool enough for all ten ducks to swim together at the same time.

Waving his hands and speaking an ancient language, he casted a spell – "Small Rain Cloud Spell, Fall!"

Rain fell from the clouds, filling the pool quickly.

While he did all this, Zimu behind him looked over the ducks.

"Quack, you have to eat enough to grow up fast, and you should also drink enough to not be thirsty!

When you play in water..." seeing the pool, it changed what it was about to say, instead reminding them, "make sure you don’t splatter too much water out of the pool, else you won’t be able to play in there.

Oh right, if you need any help, just quack me!"

Fengyu, a cultivator with enhanced senses, heard these words.

A smile appeared on his face. It was like the pride of seeing your teachings being passed on to your grand disciples!

Though in this case, it was a friend.

Anyways!

He was quite happy to see them interact so nicely.

In the future, he could leave overseeing and protecting these ducks to Zimu – he wouldn’t have to worry about them getting hurt by accident.

"Hey you guys, you can go into the field now." He said after having done most of what he had to do.

"Quack!"

"Quaaack?"

"Quack! Quack!"

The ducklings looked cautiously at the pasture. When they realised it was safe, they all entered it and rushed to the food, eating it with relish.

Fengyu had bought some feed at the village, not much, but it was enough to feed these ducks for today.