He planted these vegetables and fruits not for selling, so he didn't plant them all at the same time.
Like the big watermelons, Jiang Ning planted them in batches, so that he could enjoy ripe watermelons irrespective of the season, whether it was spring, summer, fall, or winter.
After taking the watermelon, Jiang Ning put it in the Storage Ring and then went down the mountain along the stream that ran through the spirit field.
The mountain stream meandered like a jade belt, winding through the forest, where the greenery was lush and a faint mist emerged. The leaves on the trees showed a fresh and tender green, the fragrance of flowers was overwhelming, and the scent was intoxicating.
The clear and transparent stream made gurgling noises as several large crabs scuttled on the moist pebbles near the stream, appearing utterly at ease.
Jiang Ning suddenly remembered how Xue Yuantong had imitated a crab's sideward walk last night and couldn't help but smile.
