In the first part of my diary I used to be within the midst of trying to bake a cake from scratch by Christmas in Farming Simulator 22, although with solely two months left within the in-game yr, I might managed solely to supply some eggs and strawberries whereas spending… let me examine my notes… ah, sure. A million {dollars}.
I nonetheless want wheat to show into flour, sugar beets to make sugar, and a complete bunch of milk as a result of I want to show a few of it into butter whereas leaving the remainder of it as milk. Whereas my prospects of finishing a single cake appear dim, no less than there’s been somewhat progress within the cow division.
Milk and butter
A farmer’s work isn’t achieved, particularly when he hasn’t even begun 80% of his work. As I am operating previous my cow pen panicking about all the pieces, I see they’ve really produced some milk. Naturally, I can not use my water tank to move milk, so it is time to lease a unique goddamn tank and tow it to the farm. With 649 liters of contemporary milk, I head to the dairy, which I purchase (for $70,000). I then inform it to begin making butter and to ship that butter to the bakery, please and thanks.
Frazzled as I’m, it by no means stops feeling good to really produce one thing from my silly little incomplete freeway farm. However regardless that I’ve received milk for butter, I additionally want extra milk for simply plain milk, so I spend about $10,000 on extra cows (this time I’ve them delivered). I now have eggs, butter, and strawberries sitting in my bakery, ready for all the pieces else.
Beets
In the meantime, I get some discouraging information. After plowing a second small area on the opposite aspect of the exit ramp and renting a unique seeding machine (all the pieces appears to wish its personal specialised gear) and filling it with beet seeds, I get a notification that I can not plant beets in October. They must be planted earlier within the yr. Effectively, shit. Beets had been my avenue to sugar, a reasonably necessary ingredient in cake. I actually wished to develop my very own, however after sitting at my desk with my head in my fingers for some time, I begin questioning if there is a shortcut I can take.
I examine the map for current beet fields, and because it turns on the market’s one proper subsequent to the baseball stadium throughout the freeway. I do know I wished to make all the pieces from scratch, however I’ve received two months till Christmas, and my cake presently consists of strawberries floating in uncooked eggs subsequent to a stack of butter and I’m careworn. I purchase the beet area for $146,000, I lease a large beet-harvesting truck the dimensions of an plane provider for $24,000, and I drive to the beet area.
The whole area is withered. The beets are useless. What kinda shitty farmer lets his beets die so one other shitty farmer cannot harvest them? I drive my harvester everywhere in the area, however it gathers no beets. Sheeit. I head again to my farm and stare angrily at my wheat area, which hasn’t grown in any respect. Sheeit.
Beets, nonetheless
It’s now December. My cows have produced extra milk, which I drive glumly to the bakery. I bought the silly useless beet area, recouping my loss, however I am nonetheless right down to about $350,000, and my cake prospects aren’t trying good. I’ve loads of milk and tons of strawberries within the bakery, I’ve an honest quantity of butter and my chickens are making extra eggs, however I’ve zero wheat to make flour or beets to make sugar and no time to develop them, anyway.
However what if I simply purchase wheat? I purchased wheat grain to feed my chickens, so does that imply I can simply purchase a ton of rooster feed, drive it to the grain mill, and have them make flour out of it? It is not making it from scratch like I wished, however I’ve gotta do one thing. I take my trailer to the shop, fill it with a number of monumental baggage of rooster feed, then drive to the mill, which I purchase for $96,000. Certain sufficient, it permits me to dump my grain into it and begins producing flour.
Okay. Okay! My desires of rising all the pieces from scratch are in shambles, however perhaps I can nonetheless get some muffins out the door by Christmas. I search the shop for beets, however they do not promote them. They do, nonetheless, promote pallets of sugarcane stalks, which will be put in a sugarcane seeding machine and planted. I’ve no time and even much less talent to try this, however can I simply take the sugarcane stalks to a sugar mill as an alternative?
I purchase a few thousand {dollars} value of sugarcane to fill my trailer, after which understand I can not discover a sugar mill anyplace on the map. So, I construct one on my property for $80,000. That is how determined I’ve turn into, I am simply constructing totally new industrial buildings 6 inches from the freeway on land I had deliberate to make use of for farming. I drive my sugarcane to my brand-new sugarmill, dump all of it out entrance, and… sure, the plant begins producing sugar.
There may be very, little or no time left in December, however for the primary time, my bakery has each ingredient it wants: flour, sugar, milk, eggs, butter, and strawberries. As I stand outdoors the bakery, staring intently at my display screen with pleading eyes, I see the cake manufacturing change from “Lacking Elements” to “Working.” The sugar has arrived. They’ll bake the muffins.
I examine the bakery’s storage. It says Cake: 1.
Cake
I’ve baked a cake. I’ve baked a cake! I’ll have added some audio to the gif above! However I’ve baked a cake! I spent $1,327,348 and did not really develop a single factor on my silly farm, however I’ve baked a single goddamn fruitcake.
The one factor souring the temper is the bakery will not really launch my cake till I’ve a complete pallet filled with muffins, as an alternative of only one. And I haven’t got practically sufficient elements for a complete mess of muffins.
So, I spend the remainder of December in a mad rush to ship extra milk to the butter manufacturing unit, extra sugarcane to the mill, extra eggs to the bakery, and extra wheat to the opposite mill. I entrust an egg supply to an AI employee however he actually drops the eggs alongside the way in which—I blame myself for telling him to drive a forklift on the freeway—so I fireplace his ass and take over myself. Then I am hit by a automotive, the eggs go flying, and my forklift falls over. I simply choose up the eggs and run down the sidewalk to the bakery, dropping them a number of extra occasions. These are gonna be some scrumptious muffins.
It is dusk, the ultimate hours of December are ticking away, and I am sitting outdoors the bakery in my truck, headlamps pointed on the cargo space.
After which, magically, they seem. A correct pallet of strawberry muffins I can really see with my drained farmer eyes.
I can not transfer them—my forklift continues to be mendacity on its aspect down the block—so I simply bounce in my trunk and honk the horn. I did it, and given there’s 2 hours left within the gameday of December, I am gonna go forward and say I did it by Christmas. I’ve $70,884 left in my checking account, which implies I spent $1,429,116, virtually my total financial savings, to bake a pallet of muffins sorta kinda from scratch. I didn’t, at any level, efficiently carry out any precise farming.
Only for kicks, the following day I take my pallet of fruitcakes to an area restaurant to promote them. They’re value $2,674. Merry Christmas.