I'm a Druid at a farmhouse.

Chapter 90 Golden [Fantasy Ingredients] - Dazzlingly Bright

Chapter 90 Golden [Fantasy Ingredients] - Dazzlingly Bright

Before the morning mist had completely dissipated, Song You had already gone up the back mountain alone.

In the past few days, he could sense that the aura of the bayberry tree was undergoing subtle changes. The fruit had reached its peak of ripeness, and if it was not picked soon, the life energy it contained would begin to dissipate.

He walked to the red dragon's nest fruit tree without using any tools.

With a thought, the dark red lines on his right arm flashed by, and an invisible, hot force extended from his palm.

The tree canopy swayed gently, and ripe, deep red to almost black bayberries fell from the branches like raindrops into the bamboo basket he had placed under the tree beforehand.

Before long, all the fruit on the tree had been picked clean.

Looking at the still vibrant bayberry tree and the lush surroundings, Song You completely abandoned the idea of ​​transplanting it back to the yard.

The tree's growth to this size is a result of the nourishment provided by this landscape.

Once we leave this land, the effects will likely diminish very quickly.

He picked up a basket full of fruit and prepared to go down the mountain.

Su Yunxi has been eating well these past few days. Her complexion, which was somewhat haggard from staying up late for her internship, has now become rosy and radiant. She looks much more energetic and has more strength to do chores.

Just as he was thinking this, Song You suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Through the whispers of nature, he sensed a familiar yet somewhat anxious atmosphere in the courtyard of the farmhouse.

Are there guests so early?

Song You was somewhat surprised and quickened his pace down the mountain.

In the courtyard of the farmhouse, Su Yunxi had just finished wiping the last table clean when she saw a black SUV parked at the door.

The car door opened, and a man dressed casually stepped out, but whose sharp and capable air was still undeniable.

It was Wang Guoming.

"Hello, is Boss Song here?" Wang Guoming had a polite smile on his face, but Su Yunxi still keenly noticed that there was a lingering weariness between his brows.

"Senior has gone to the back mountain, he should be back soon. Please come in and have a seat." Su Yunxi politely led the person in.

Just as Wang Guoming sat down on the bamboo chair in the yard, Song You came out from the backyard carrying a basket of bayberries.

"Brother Wang, what brings you here so early in the morning?" Song You put down his bamboo basket and greeted him in a relaxed tone.

"It's not my master." Wang Guoming spread his hands, trying to make his tone sound as relaxed as usual. "He's going into seclusion, and before he left, he assigned me a task, saying that I should come and help you out."

He paused, looked at Song You, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "On the day of the master chef assessment, my master specifically asked you to be in charge of all the preparation work for the side dishes. As for me, I'll be your sous chef, helping you pass plates and stuff."

Song You nodded, not seeing anything wrong with it.

It's just chopping vegetables, no big deal.

"Okay, then Brother Wang will have to work hard then."

"No, don't say that. I'm just a gofer." Wang Guoming waved his hand, stood up, and walked towards his car. "My master was worried that you'd be rusty by then, so he specially asked me to bring some things over so you could practice beforehand."

He opened the trunk of the SUV.

Inside, four wooden crates wrapped in thick canvas and a long, narrow rosewood box were neatly stacked.

Wang Guoming took a deep breath, bent down, and grabbed the edge of one of the wooden boxes with both hands, his arm muscles bulging and veins standing out.

"Hey!"

He gave a low shout and used all his strength, but the box was only dragged a few inches, making a dull rubbing sound.

Wang Guoming's face instantly turned red.

The box was heavier than he had imagined; after driving for two days straight, he felt a bit weak.

"I'll do it."

Song You's voice sounded behind him.

Before Wang Guoming could react, Song You had already stepped forward, gripped the edge of the box with both hands, and with barely any muscle in his arms, easily lifted the box that Wang Guoming had been struggling to move.

Then, it was placed steadily on the open ground in the yard.

Throughout the entire process, he remained calm and composed, as if he were lifting not a box weighing several hundred kilograms, but an ordinary express delivery package.

Wang Guoming stood there, mouth agape, his gaze towards Song You changed.

Is this strength monstrous?

Ignoring his shock, Song You turned and went to the trunk, repeating the process. In no time, he had unloaded the remaining three large boxes and the sandalwood box.

"Brother Wang, what's in here? Stones?" Song You asked curiously, patting the dust off his hands.

Wang Guoming's Adam's apple bobbed as he snapped out of his shock and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"More or less."

He stepped forward, untied the canvas and buttons on one of the boxes, and opened the lid.

There was no blinding light or any earth-shattering phenomena inside the box.

The box was full of large, cleaned mushrooms chilled on ice, but the mushrooms were a deep, dark blue with star-like spots on their surface.

Song You's breathing stopped for a moment.

In his mind, the "Drew's Daily Journal" started flipping through the pages frantically, with lines of golden text appearing on the screen.

[Druid's Diary: A fantastical ingredient containing traces of stellar power – the Heart of a Hundred-Year-Old Rotten Wood!]

[Ingredient Description: A special fungus that grows in the decaying core of ancient trees, absorbing forest dew and starlight over countless years, possessing the remarkable effects of calming the soul and enhancing spiritual perception.]

Seeing Song You staring blankly at the mushroom, Wang Guoming assumed he didn't recognize it, so he cleared his throat and explained, "This is a blue ring fungus that my master had someone get from the deep mountains of Yunnan and Guizhou. You can't find it outside."

After saying that, he opened the second box.

Inside was a large fish covered in dark blue scales, which gleamed with a metallic sheen in the sunlight. Even in death, it exuded a chilling aura that kept the living at bay.

[Druid's Diary: A fantastical ingredient imbued with metallic energy—Abyssal Cold Iron Carp—detected!]

[Ingredient Description: A mutated carp that inhabits the bottom of extremely cold, deep pools. It feeds year-round on iron ore sand at the bottom of the water, resulting in firm flesh that contains a hint of sharp, magical energy. Consuming it can temporarily increase the body's toughness.]

The third box contained bundles of vibrant green bamboo shoots tied with straw ropes, each one glistening as if carved from the finest jade.

[Druid's Diary: A fantastical ingredient imbued with the essence of frost and snow, Frosty Jade Bamboo Shoots, has been detected!]

[Ingredient Introduction: These rare bamboo shoots sprout only after the first frost of the year, absorbing the purest coldness of heaven and earth. They have a refreshing taste and can cleanse the body of impurities and internal heat.]

When the fourth box was opened, a faint, scorching heat wafted out.

Inside was a whole, cleaned pork tenderloin. The meat's texture was clearly visible, with alternating layers of fat and lean meat, presenting a perfect snowflake-like pattern. Most remarkably, the meat itself had a faint, fiery red hue.

[Druid's Diary: A fantastical ingredient containing explosive fire elemental energy—Firebreath Boar Spine—detected!]

[Ingredient Description: This wild boar, with the blood of an ancient fire beast flowing through its veins, has its spine meat containing the essence of its fire elemental energy. Its flavor is potent, and consuming it can stimulate the body's blood and energy, resulting in a surge of vitality.]

Song You stood in front of the four open boxes, his eyes filled with the frantically scrolling golden notifications in the [Druid's Log].

He felt as if his eyes were about to be blinded by these golden legends.