With uncertainty, Meirin asked, "Master, can this magical fruit really do all of that?"
Zhao smiled. "I don't know. That's just what the space said. After all, I have not planted this yet. I'll be ready to once I harvest some of the crops, then I would have the two acres of land I need to plant these two seeds, and see if they are really that amazing."
Meirin's face was flushed with excitement. "It's certainly possible. The space has never fooled us before."
"I hope so. If the magic peach can do all of that, then later you will have your very own war pet." Zhao laughed.
Meirin and Meg were very pleased with this. It was the dream of every strong person in the Continent to have a war pet, and now they had hope of obtaining one, so they were certainly happy.
Zhao opened the bag and poured the seeds out. There was nothing strange about the seeds. They looked very ordinary. Zhao looked over the peach seed several times, but he couldn't find anything special about them. He put them back in their bags, and with a wave of his hand, they moved back into the barn.
Meirin and Meg was staring at the bags until they disappeared, then they withdrew their eyes. Meirin turned around and looked out at the radishes growing outside. "I hope I can see the magic peach as soon as possible."
"Okay, just wait until I have to harvest, then I will plant those two magic peach seeds," Zhao said.