329. Got eaten in the afternoon_1

Of course, this small pinch of tobacco, compared to the full bag, really wasn't worth mentioning.

Lun Chuan thought for a moment, then simply grabbed another handful and threw it into the bucket on the balcony.

Then he turned on the faucet, and the rushing sound of water quickly soaked the tobacco. It floated and spread rapidly on the surface, resembling kneaded chrysanthemum petals, bobbing up and down, tinting the water in the bucket a slight yellow.

After filling the bucket with water and considering that there might be too little tobacco, Lun Chuan grabbed another handful to throw in, before carefully storing away this coveted pack of fine, golden flakes that others couldn't even beg for.

By tomorrow evening, this bucket of steeped water would be just right for pouring into the electric kettle to spray the plants for pest control, making good use of it indeed.

After all, one couldn't let down the young girl's kind intentions.