Chapter 114 - Cheng Ye Won! (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Then…

The production crew looked excitedly at the dashing, gorgeous men and women. They rolled up their sleeves, took off their shoes, and dashed into the fields to gather potatoes.

Ling Sheng had underestimated Ji Fanchen. When the Exalted Immortal started working, he did not hold back. “Exalted Immortal, were you born in the Shaolin Monastery where they plant vegetables?”

Ji Fanchen gave off a serious “Amitābha” vibe while digging for potatoes. “I was born a martial artist, benefactor.”

“I have poor eyesight, Exalted Immortal. Don’t blame me.” Ling Sheng’s eyes lit up. His figure would have looked pretty in a fighting scene!

Upon seeing that the duo was still acting, Cheng Ye did not dare lash out at his brother and sister. He could only remind them softly of their goal. “Dig for potatoes!”

The other team had dug much more, so they must have won.

Cheng Ye thought that he might be sleeping in the middle of the night without a bed. There would be spider webs everywhere, and the roof would provide a view of the stars. A gust of wind would blow, making their house seem sinister and dangerous.

They were motivated immediately. They did not feel tired anymore. The luxurious farmhouse had to become theirs!

Shi Lingyu had been working hard.

Ling Sheng and Ji Fanchen stopped talking and dug for potatoes with all their might. Everyone was working hard to have the best residence at night.

Ten minutes passed in an instant.

Cheng Ye and Ling Sheng carried the basket over to the production team.

Ji Fanchen walked over to Team Red and checked the potatoes before lamenting. “You dug so much! You have much more than us.”

Jiang Yi was immensely proud as he replied, “The luxurious residence must be ours. Just admit defeat!”

One could tell at a glance that Team Red had over one-third more potatoes than Team Blue.

If the winner was decided by the potatoes’ weight, victory would definitely belong to Team Red.

However, the production team followed the rules, so the number of potatoes mattered instead of the weight.

Team Red watched as the workers started counting the potatoes seriously, sweating profusely.

Damn, could they not be conned?