natural fairy species

Chapter 157 The Season of Harvest

"Uncle Bai, the dragon tooth rice will be mature in the second half of this month, and according to the current trend, the harvest should be good... But a few disciples asked, when can I ask you for advice?"

Cai Heng summarized the recent Lingtian affairs and seized the rare opportunity to report.

Bai Zichen carried the roll, and hadn't seen him for more than half a year. The little guy's size hadn't changed much, and he had weighed dozens of catties.

As soon as they met, they rolled on their own master, without any sign of unfamiliarity.

"It's so fast, then count how many people meet the requirements. Some people want to ask for advice on problems in cultivation, and some want to give pointers on sword skills. I will set aside a day to deal with this matter."

Although Jiuyang Shenhuojian fell into a deep sleep, but the ability of Shenshenbaojian can still be used, and it does not affect him as an elder of returning skills.

Therefore, Bai Zichen was not guilty at all for the disciples who came to ask for advice.

Isn't it just a part-time job to teach the elders once, and it can be settled easily.

"I'll go back and count."

Cai Heng is now devoting all his energy to Lingtian.

Five hundred acres of second-level spiritual fields and five thousand acres of first-level spiritual fields, even with more than 60 spiritual planters helping to take care of them, he is too busy every day to keep his feet on the ground.

"This time we only harvested [-] mu of Tier [-] spiritual land, which is enough manpower... When the next harvest of [-] mu of Tier [-] spiritual land is harvested, we may be overwhelmed with this little manpower."

"The sect has decided to move [-] disciples to Feiyue Lake every year in the future. One is to relieve the pressure on the mountain, and the other is to speed up the construction of Feiyue Lake."

Bai Zichen is not in this mountain, but every time the contents of the elders' collegial meeting will be notified immediately.

And from more than one source.

"Our five elders guarding Feiyue Lake all have a certain limit of authority to mobilize these disciples. At that time, I will issue a task to gather 300 people and hand them over to you to harvest Lingmi."

Cai Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief as he no longer had to worry about the future.

More than half a month later, Cai Heng came to Baiyulou again, and invited Bai Zichen to the scene to watch the harvesting process of the second-order spiritual rice.

The planting of the spiritual field is related to Bai Zichen's spiritual stone plan, and a lot of energy has been invested.

You have to pay attention to it, and go there immediately.

All the spiritual planters hired by Bai Zichen gathered in front of the [-]-acre second-level spiritual field, and several second-level spiritual planters, including old man Tong, also arrived at the scene.

"Meet Elder Bai."

"Don't worry about me, you can harvest Lingmi according to your experience, I'm just here to take a look."

Bai Zichen waved his hand and asked everyone to continue working.

Old man Tong picked up a fringe, on which hung twelve heavy grains of dragon tooth rice: "Look, this batch of dragon tooth rice is plump and round, full of aura, full of fragrance... I have planted it all my life, No such perfect Lingmi has ever been grown!"

Bai Zichen broke off a piece, and it was shaped like a huge tooth. When he pinched it with his fingers, it was full of elasticity.

"Patriarch Jiang, I asked you to contact several nearby immortal cultivating families, are they interested?"

"I took your name card and visited three immortal cultivating families and six immortal cultivating families. They are all very interested in dragon tooth rice. However, everyone has limited spirit stones, so they may not be able to eat that much."

The Jiang family old man bent over and stood behind with a humble expression.

Since receiving Lu Song's notice that Bai Zichen wanted to see him, Jiang Laodao simply gave up the caravan business and waited for three months in Feiyue Lake.

Then, according to Bai Zichen's instructions, the purchase intentions of nearby families were collected.

Longya rice, as the second-order top-quality spiritual rice, is too extravagant for Qi refining monks. Long-term consumption by foundation building monks can effectively enhance the physical strength.

According to the price that Old Man Tong inquired from that Shennongmen Keqing, the normal price of the second-order top-quality Lingmi is ten Lingshi per catty.

In an ideal state, each mu of Tier [-] Lingtian could grow thirty catties of dragon tooth rice, and after deducting the ten catties handed over to the sect, there would be a total of ten thousand catties left.

Old man Tong has already done calculations, the loss of the [-] mu of second-order spiritual fields is not large, and there are very few empty ears of damaged rice, so the fluctuation will not exceed [-] catties.

"It's okay, there are at most two or three foundation-building monks in these families, even if they are willing to buy more, they won't be able to absorb much."

Bai Zichen didn't take it seriously, selling to these immortal cultivating families was not purely for the sake of sales.

"As long as the word-of-mouth of the dragon tooth rice is established, it will be considered a success if it attracts other foundation-building monks to buy it next year. The extra dragon tooth rice this year can be resold to Wanbao Pavilion at that time."

Not to mention thousands of catties of second-order Lingmi, if this number is multiplied several times, Wanbao Pavilion can easily eat it.

It's just that Wanbaoge buys back any items, and the price is extremely low. Large-scale Lingmi can only be sold at [-]% of the market price.

He just regarded Wanbao Pavilion as the last outlet, and he really couldn't sell it.

With so many spiritual planters working together, the harvesting of the [-]-acre spiritual field only lasted half a day, and a hill was piled up in the open space that had been prepared earlier.

"Reporting to Elder Bai, a total of more than [-] catties of dragon tooth rice has been harvested... Live up to the trust!"

Old man Tong's face was flushed. Although he was doing it for his grandson's future, as a spiritual farmer, he also had a sense of pride and satisfaction when he saw that the spiritual farm he was in charge of was full of harvest.

"Okay, a few of you are deacons of Lingtian Hall, and they just happened to be a witness to collect the portion that should be handed over to the sect."

Bai Zichen looked at the grumpy rice all over the ground, and was in a good mood.

Gu Xisheng's suggestion was indeed useful, and it greatly accelerated the sect's development of Lingtian.

Without paying a penny, it is equivalent to renting the Lingtian to several elders, and only waiting for the rent to be collected at the end of the year.

However, Bai Zichen was able to achieve such a harvest. In addition to having several other elders with more spiritual planters, the high-yield spiritual rice of Longya rice also played a big role.

I believe that for the other elders, the harvest of the same area of ​​spiritual fields is just over half.

After deducting the rent of the Zongmen Lingtian and various costs, it is almost impossible to earn much Lingshi.

The remaining [-] catties of dragon tooth rice, [-] catties for seeds, and [-] catties for myself to eat slowly.

Although I don't know if he has cultivated into a glazed body, whether this second-order top-grade spiritual rice will still have any effect on him.

In addition, to Liang Yu, Dai Hui, Peng Chong, and Pei Dongyong, he was going to pack a copy and give it as a congratulatory gift.

"Give another hundred catties to the Bai family, and exactly nine thousand catties of dragon tooth rice can be sold."

Bai Zichen calculated, excluding the salaries of all spiritual planters and the costs incurred during the planting process, the final profit would be nearly 4 yuan of spiritual stones.

"I didn't expect farming to be a profitable industry!"

Bai Zichen's eyes shone brightly, looking at the five hundred acres of spiritual fields, as if looking at a cornucopia.

But he also knew that he was a special case here.

Normally, the output of second-grade Lingmi would not exceed twenty catties per mu.

Coupled with the difference in the number of spiritual planters and the level of dedication, and deducting the normal loss, the other elders of the same [-] mu spiritual field may harvest up to [-] catties of second-level spiritual rice.

The five thousand catties of spiritual rice belonging to the sect is unshakable, and after deducting various expenses, the real spiritual stones in hand are between a few thousand spiritual stones and barely guaranteed capital.

Specifically, it depends on the cost control ability of the manager.

He looked at Old Man Tong with kind eyes, and he wanted to treat his grandson better just because of this dragon tooth rice.

At the very least, it is necessary to train Tong Huan to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining and give him a chance to attack the Foundation Establishment.

"Patriarch Jiang, you bring a thousand catties of longya rice and sell them along the way... I hope you can sell three thousand catties of Lingmi for me next year."

Bai Zichen set aside a share of one thousand catties of spiritual rice, and put the rest of the spiritual rice in the storage bag.

"A business with a yearly income of 4 yuan from spirit stones is too conspicuous..."

After the joy, Bai Zichen felt a little uneasy again, the profit of Longyami was too great.

So big that given his current status in the sect, he was worried about whether he could eat it alone.

Maybe the first two years were fine, but there must be more and more jealous people later on.

Especially in contrast to the fact that the other four elders of Feiyue Lake also contracted the spiritual fields, but in the end they harvested very little spiritual stones.

"The most likely thing is that I have to hand over the Dragon Tooth Miling Seed and share it with everyone...Let's cover it up, as long as we give enough compensation, it's not impossible."

Once the production of Longya Rice soars, Wanbaoge will definitely reduce the purchase price significantly.

At that time, Bai Zichen's annual profit will naturally shrink year-on-year.

After thinking about it, Bai Zichen added Senior Brother Ying Zhong to the gift list, and doubled everyone's gifts at the same time.

It must be a good deal to earn a few thousand less spirit stones and bind a few more senior brothers to him.

If it weren't for the two Dan-jie ancestors, they would definitely look down on the second-order Lingmi, and he was going to send a thousand catties of dragon tooth rice to the island of Yang ancestors first.

After harvesting the [-] acres of spiritual fields, a short rest period has entered.

According to Old Man Tong, Longya rice has too high requirements on water and soil fertility, and one year of planting will consume a lot of spiritual power in the Lingtian.

It needs to be vacant for half a year to let the Lingtian recuperate before it can be planted again.

From the next day, Bai Zichen began to fulfill his promise. According to the choices of these spiritual planters, he either answered questions about his cultivation, or gave him advice on swordsmanship.

Nearly [-] spiritual planters have all worked for more than half a year, but many of them have not reached a year, so they have to save the opportunity to exchange for swordsmanship.

In the end, there were only more than 40 people who applied, and half of them chose to practice and solve puzzles and give swordsmanship instructions.

Bai Zichen made all the disciples who encountered difficulties and perplexities in cultivation and wanted to find answers to them form a team, and completed the work in half a day.

At the beginning, some disciples suspected that Bai Zichen was doing things perfunctorily, how could he come out within a quarter of an hour after answering questions about the exercises.

This little time is barely enough for the disciple to explain and understand his personal situation, and the elder Chuangong hasn't even started to analyze it yet.

But every disciple who left has gained a lot, and his face is full of reverence and gratitude, and he doesn't look like he was deceived.

When it was my turn soon, I realized why the time was so short.

After asking for a drop of blood essence, this Elder Bai can analyze you thoroughly without listening to the situation at all, and then give you a sharp opinion.

There was no pause for thought, it was terrifying.

After the disciples of the Lingzhi master left, the only thought was that even such a person could not achieve alchemy. Are there any people who can form alchemy in the world?

"The efficiency is quite fast, and this broken mirror is only useful..."

Bai Zichen looked at the list, and there was only the last disciple left.

Thanks to his high reputation, blood essence is an important thing for every monk, and it is impossible to let it fall into the hands of others under normal circumstances.

Unreasonable demands such as having to squeeze out a drop of blood before clearing the doubts, but no one raised the beak, and at most hesitantly complied.

(End of this chapter)