The Taoist temple was almost finished. The main building had been built and was being renovated at the moment.
According to Ning Fei’s design, the overall design of the Taoist temple leaned towards the ancient style and was integrated with the Sanqing Hall. The first thing to enter was the Sanqing Hall. On one side was the living area, on the other side were a few bungalows, and behind them were vegetable fields and gardens.
In the early morning, Ning Fei got up early and was busy working in the vegetable garden.
He now had three square meters of fertile soil, plus the silver carat fertilizer and the watermelon seeds from the lucky draw. The watermelon he planted half a month ago was now about the size of a washbasin.
Ning Fei knocked on the watermelon and heard a crisp sound. He smiled and said, “Yes, it’s already fully ripe.”
It was the end of summer and the beginning of autumn. When Ning Fei saw the watermelon, he suddenly thought of something.