Chapter 6

Using Real Manure(?)

When arriving at the market, Manfah parked her bicycle in front of a clothing store. Today, she earned nine hundred baht from selling forty-five packs of sun-dried pork.

Oops! I’m secretly rich. Hehe.

Manfah walked into the store. The staff saw that she came alone, so the salesperson asked for her guardian. Manfah explained for quite a while. Fortunately, she met an acquaintance, a teacher who regularly brought her clothes to be repaired here. So, she vouched for her. It's not strange that the staff would think negatively because they saw a twelve-year-old girl in shabby clothes holding a lot of money.

"I apologize for thinking negatively."

"I understand." The staff was not rude to her or looked down on her. Her attitude was quite good.

She must have misunderstood and thought that she had stolen her parents' money.

"Thank you, Teacher Jan," Manfah raised her hands in a wai to thank Teacher Jan for explaining.

"It's nothing. It's just this. As a young lady, you must have some nice clothes to wear. But even though we have money, we must know how to save some."

"Yes, Teacher Jan. I will save a lot of money. But right now, my clothes are old and torn."

Teacher Jan nodded. She was worried about Manfah. "Are you sure you'll be okay living alone? Your house is quite isolated."

"It's okay. Uncle Phin often comes to find me."

"As a young girl living alone, it's still not safe."

Teacher Jan sighed and thought that Manfah was a truly pitiful child.

After talking for a while, Manfah bought dozens more clothes.

Most of the clothes were long pants and long-sleeved shirts for gardening, casual wear, party wear, and sleepwear.

When she got home, she thought she would take out the rubber pillows and blankets in the dimension to use, so she didn't buy new bedding. Manfah spent two hundred on clothes. Teacher Jan was quite surprised that she spent so much money.

"That's a whole month's salary for a teacher!"

Manfah could only smile wryly and said goodbye.

Manfah put her clothes in a basket and cycled to buy something to eat.

Today, she was too lazy to cook because she had more money in her hand.

One week later

Last Saturday, Manfah took Mafueang to the market, and something happened.

A thief was hiding in the market. While the thief was fleeing from the soldiers, Manfah was suddenly picked up by the thief and held hostage. It was quite chaotic for a while.

Manfah didn't struggle or make a sound. Her face only said she was annoyed!

As for Mafueang, she cried, screamed, and was very upset. In the end, the soldiers rescued her safely. Manfah thanked all the soldiers with gratitude.

"Wuwuwuwuwuwuwu! Manfah, a-are you o-okayyyy?"

"I'm fine, Mafueang."

"M-Manfah, wuwuwuwuwu"

"Hey! Calm down, friend. You're crying like I'm dead."

Then, Mafueang hugged Manfah tightly.

"I can't breathe anymore!"

"At first, I was fine, but I'm about to die because you're hugging me so tight I can't breathe."

"Waaaahhh, I'm so sorry, I'm just really worried about you, wahhh..."

This time, Mafueang cried even harder; her tears were unstoppable.

The soldiers who were helping Manfah all laughed together.

Ugh... I'm so embarrassed...

"Try to comfort your friend a bit, look, I feel bad for her already."

Manfah slapped her forehead in exasperation.

"Let's go eat some cake, I'll treat you," Manfah coaxed her friend again.

"Sob. Waaahhh, Maaannn."

"Chocolate cake is waiting for you at Praewa's cake shop, the expensive, beautiful cakes you've always wanted to eat, just think about it."

"Sob... Cakeee."

"Yes, cake, let's go have some," Manfah took Mafueang by the hand and they headed to the cake shop, embarrassed by the sounds of sobbing along the way.

Back to the present, today is Tuesday.

As Uncle Pai promised, he came to pick up the fruits and vegetables from Manfah in the morning. Manfah had bought ten more baskets from the villagers. The fruits in her garden were plentiful because—

 She used the watering lotus mode and dimensional fertilizer daily. Upon tasting, the flavors were as delicious as those in the dimension. The soil condition in her garden was now more fertile than several days before.

Luckily, with the harvesting mode, Manfah could comfortably gather them into baskets.

Oh! This is truly the slow life, hehe.

Uncle Pai, who came to pick up the fruits and vegetables in the morning, was surprised to see the baskets lined up.

"Oh my, our little millionaire Manfah is quite extraordinary."

How did Manfah's fruits and vegetables get so big and beautiful?

"The soil in my garden is really good. I also use manure, that's why it looks so good."

"But the produce from other places doesn't turn out as good as from your garden, Little Man."

"... ... ..."

"That's good, I also made quite a bit of money this time... Ha ha, I heard you’re going to sell sun-dried pork at the market every evening, right?"

"Yes, I'm free, so I find things to do and then sell them."

"You're so diligent, my kids at home can't compare to you, they just care about playing."

Manfah could only force a smile, the old Manfah would never have thought about working.

It took three trucks to carry it all. Manfah smiled broadly because money was about to come in.

"All thirty baskets, here! 14,500 baht."

Manfah's eyes widened as big as goose eggs, her small hands adeptly counting the money.

"Manfah exclaimed, "I'm so rich!"

Uncle Pai laughed at Manfah’s funny demeanor, "Yes, you are very rich, I can confirm."

She happily put the money in her bag. "There are also durians in the garden, they are perfectly ripe now."

"Durian? They ripen quickly, that's great. Durians sell well and are more expensive than gold, just selling to the people of Siam makes you rich. Some foreigners even come to buy durians directly from the garden."

This world and that world are not so different, huh? Durians are expensive like gold.

Why do agricultural products in this world make so much money?

"Are you going to pick the durians by yourself? It's dangerous, you know." Uncle Pai was worried.

"I can pick them."

"No, no, no, I'll send some workers to help. What if a durian falls on your head? You’re so delicate, Little Man."

"Umm..." Like this, I can't bring out durians in the dimension, I just want to unload stuff.

"Let's do it this way, come show me the garden."

Manfah took her to see the durian garden. When Uncle Pai saw her fruit garden, he was utterly astonished.

"You planted so many?"

"Yes, my parents planted a lot." If I couldn’t lie well, I would lie boldly.

Uncle Pai seriously inspected her fruit garden, which still looked fully laden as if not yet harvested.

"Little Man!"

"Yes?"

"Are you really using manure?"

"Yes."

That's right!