novelraw Chapter 240: A Woman’s Heart Is Hard to Guess
Chapter 240: A Woman’s Heart Is Hard to Guess
After setting up the Crystalarium, Leon left the wooden cabin and headed to the Fruit Bat–Mushroom Cave.
The mushrooms were still growing; tiny caps were already visible.
As for the fruit bats he was most concerned about—still no sign of them. Disappointed once again, Leon left the cave.
“Hey, Robin. Have you eaten yet?”
Leaving the cave, Leon walked over to Robin, who was busy setting up the framework for the new chicken coop, and greeted her.
“Thanks for asking, I’ve already eaten,” Robin replied while working.
“I wanted to ask you something—could you set up a telephone at Red Star Farm?” Leon inquired.
“Of course,” Robin nodded with a smile. “I didn’t expect you’d want a landline. I thought you young folks all preferred mobile phones.”
“That thing’s too expensive. I can’t afford it,” Leon complained.
In this world, aside from a few bits of black technology, the overall tech level was about equivalent to the 1990s. Mobile phones did exist, but they weren’t the smartphones Leon was used to—only old-fashioned, nine-button brick-style models. Even the cheapest ones cost around 6,000G, making them luxury items.Leon had no intention of spending that much.
“That’s true. Landlines are much cheaper—setting up the line and providing a desk phone only costs about 1,000G,” Robin agreed.
“1,000G isn’t exactly cheap either,” Leon muttered.
“That’s because the 1,000G includes the setup fee and a year of phone service,” Robin explained.
“Oh, that’s not bad then.” Leon nodded in understanding. “When could you install it?”
“Once I finish your chicken coop. I can come install it the day after tomorrow,” Robin said. Then she glanced at Leon and asked, “By the way, aren’t you curious about the extra improvements I mentioned for your chicken coop?”
“Didn’t you say I’d have to find out for myself after it’s built?” Leon gave her a helpless look.
He had asked before, but Robin had acted all mysterious. Now she was the one bringing it up and wondering why he wasn’t curious. Women’s thought processes really were hard to figure out.
“My bad. I just feel like telling you now,” Robin said, smiling a little awkwardly before continuing.
“I plan to add a waste collection pit to your coop. That way you won’t have to clean out the droppings every day. Pretty considerate of me, right?”
“Oh, that is thoughtful. But will the chickens really go to one spot to do their business?” Leon was quite satisfied with the improvement, though he worried the little chicks might ignore the pit.
“You forgot what I said—Marnie’s Ranch animals are very smart. If you buy your chickens from Marnie, you won’t have to worry. I’ve already installed this kind of pit in her coops before, and it worked perfectly. Easy to clean, too,” Robin explained.
“Feels like you’re trying to sell me on Marnie’s animals,” Leon muttered.
After all, Robin had been constantly promoting Marnie’s livestock, stressing their intelligence, and now even her “bonus” upgrade was designed to match Marnie’s coop style. How could Leon not be suspicious?
“It’s not a sales pitch—I really have your best interests in mind. You’ve probably never tasted Marnie’s eggs. If you had, you’d understand why I speak so highly of her animals,” Robin said, exasperated.
“How so?” Leon asked curiously.
“I’m not telling you. You’ll just accuse me of advertising for her again.” Robin turned away and focused on the construction, ignoring Leon no matter what he said.
Seeing this, Leon could only leave quietly, sighing that a woman’s heart was like the depths of the sea.
With his talk with Robin over, Leon had nothing else to do on the farm. He’d already finished most of the work, so he headed to Coal Forest to chop wood.
By the time the sky darkened, Leon put away his axe and strolled back to the farm.
From a distance, he could already see the chicken coop’s frame fully assembled, and Robin was packing up her tools.
“Heading home?” Leon asked as he approached.
“Yep, that’s it for today,” Robin nodded, then teased, “What, planning to invite me to dinner again tonight?”
“Sure. How about noodles?” Leon thought of the leftover chicken soup from that morning. He could make chicken noodle soup without wasting it.
“Noodles, huh? Forget it. I’ve been working all day—I need something better,” Robin said with a dismissive wave.
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Leon was speechless. This middle-aged woman really spoke her mind—refreshingly blunt.
Noticing his expression, Robin chuckled behind her hand. “Alright, I’m just teasing. I already told Demetrius I’d be home for dinner. Not turning down your noodles. By the way, if you’re free, you could come join us. I’m sure Demetrius wouldn’t mind setting another place.”
“No need. I’ll just have something simple here,” Leon declined. With most people, he might have accepted. But a family dinner at Demetrius’s? No thanks. He didn’t want to feel like he was being glared at over a meal.
“Fair enough. I won’t push. I’ll be off then.”
Robin didn’t take it to heart. She waved goodbye and left through the north exit of the farm.
Leon headed to his new kitchen and used the leftover chicken soup to make himself a big bowl of noodles.
He ate it all—noodles, soup, chicken—and felt fully satisfied. After tidying up the kitchen, he returned to the cabin to watch TV.
Lately, he’d gotten into a show called “The Cowboy of Prairie Island.” It was right up his alley.
The plot was a bit cliché—your typical hero-versus-villain story—but the setting and scenery were stunning.
If Leon remembered correctly, the Stardrop Saloon’s arcade area had a game called Prairie King’s Big Adventure. Supposedly, its story was based on true events. Maybe this TV show was part of the same franchise.
Things were a bit busy today, so this update’s a little shorter. Sorry about that.
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