Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Chapter 63 It's New Year's Eve Again
In Tianmen Shanfang City, Fang Qingyuan was dealing with a herb vendor. Fang Qingyuan took out the newly picked colorful sunflowers, and tried to argue to the vendor in front of him:

"Why aren't the bred ones worth nine first-order spirit stones? Look at the appearance, it's full and plump, and look at the roots, it's not hurt at all. How wonderful, I think nine first-order spirit stones are definitely worth it. "

After the merchant heard this, he showed a wry smile, and said to Fang Qingyuan:

"Because of this, this colorful sunflower is not worth nine spiritual stones. The spiritual plants cultivated in the spiritual land have excellent appearance because of their abundant soil and people taking care of them. However, the spiritual plants have not been tempered by wind and rain. The whiskers are shallow and short, but the potency of the medicine is insufficient."

Seeing that Fang Qingyuan didn't believe it, the drug dealer simply took out a wild colorful sunflower from the storage bag, handed it to Fang Qingyuan, and asked him to look at it carefully.

Fang Qingyuan took it and took a look, and found that the roots of the drug dealer's colorful sunflowers were indeed much longer than his own. The roots of the colorful sunflowers he cultivated were no more than one foot long, while the drug dealer's were more than three feet long.

The wild seven-colored sunflowers, although not as big as myself, have a fragrance of medicinal herbs, which is much better than the ones grown in the Immortal Mansion in my hands.

Well, Fang Qingyuan originally thought that the ones in the greenhouse were more valuable, because in the previous life they were all expensive in the greenhouse, but he forgot that besides the taste and appearance, the most important thing is the potency of the medicine.

Therefore, Fang Qingyuan did not insist on the price of the nine first-order spirit stones, but asked:

"That's fine. I have nearly a hundred plants here. If you give me a real price, then I won't go to the second one."

In fact, this is already the fourth house that Fang Qingyuan ran to, but he always said the same polite words in front of every house.

The herb dealer didn't argue with Fang Qingyuan either, and said bluntly:
"The colorful sunflowers produced in the spiritual land are originally counted as seven first-order spirit stones, but you have a large quantity, and the quality is really good. How about I count seven and a half first-order spirit stones for you?"

Fang Qingyuan is basically satisfied with this price. A seedling of colorful sunflowers costs only four first-order spirit stones. After nearly a hundred plants are sold, he can earn nearly four hundred first-order spirit stones.

Just thinking of the ginseng and tree sunflower that he still needed to buy, Fang Qingyuan proposed:

"I also want to buy [-] plants of ginseng and tree sunflower. If you have them, you might as well count them together. It's just that I buy them all from you, and the price can be slightly lower."

The herb dealer smiled. He looked at Fang Qingyuan and repeatedly said yes. After a while, Fang Qingyuan took out three second-order spirit stones to make up the difference.

A spiritual ginseng seedling was priced at ten first-orders, and a tree sunflower seedling was priced at fifteen first-orders. Fang Qingyuan also bought fifty black euphemums. Now he didn't receive the spirit stones, but paid back Go out three second-order.

After the money and goods were cleared, Fang Qingyuan took these spiritual plants and hurried back to his small courtyard, and immediately planted these spiritual plants.

Plant Eupatorium black stem first, plant a plant every few meters, and then plant ginseng and tree sunflower under each plant, a little farther away.

In the end, he used the Spiritual Jue of Spring Wind and Rain to attract a scattered spiritual rain to nourish these spiritual plants. After a while, these newly transplanted spiritual plants have adapted to the environment here, and then they can fertilize and cultivate the soil.

After finishing all these things, more than half a day has passed, Fang Qingyuan looked at the fruits of his labor, and his heart was full of pleasant pleasure.

After three or five years, these tree sunflowers will bring in another rich spiritual stone.

Thinking about the harvest in the future, Fang Qingyuan turned around and went to the quiet room to start his daily practice.

Planting in spring and harvesting in autumn, Yun Xia in winter and hiding in winter, the cycle of the four seasons is endless. In the blink of an eye, the second year after Fang Qingyuan awakened Su Hui also passed.

This year's festive atmosphere is still not strong. Under the leadership of Le Chuan, Tianshan Bieyuan began to stride forward like a wild horse that has run wild.

According to Le Chuan's meaning, in the new year, the Tianshan Bieyuan will be officially upgraded to the Southern Border Yushoumen, so all the disciples must exert their utmost efforts, basically everything must be put down first, and they must go all out. Go all out on this matter.

It's just that Le Chuan and his foundation-building disciples are busy with this matter wholeheartedly, but in the original Tianshan other courtyard, there are still a few disciples sneaking fish.

"Senior brother Qingyuan, come and taste my newly brewed Huangqu wine. I have selected five kinds of spiritual plants and seven flavor ingredients, and carefully brewed it for three years. You should taste it carefully. "

In Fang Qingyuan's small courtyard, Zhang Yuan took out a jar of spiritual wine from the storage bag, opened the seal, and poured a small bowl for Fang Qingyuan.

Then Zhang Yuan turned his head sideways again, and said to Jiang Kui beside him:
"Senior sister, why don't you have a bowl too?"

Jiang Kui waved her hand with a smile, and politely refused. Zhang Yuan didn't bother when he saw this, and poured himself a big bowl, then raised the wine bowl and said:

"This year's New Year's Eve, the three of us, seniors, sisters and younger brothers, gathered here for a little peace and quiet. I propose to drink this bowl to the full and respect the comfort at this moment."

After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, Fang Qingyuan held up half a bowl of wine and agreed:

"Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer brothers and sisters who are still in the old courtyard of Tianshan, and the three of us are still familiar with them. Thinking back to the days when the head of the courtyard Jiang was still there a few years ago, every time this time comes, the courtyard is full of ups and downs.

The senior brothers started to fight and play with animals, while you were drinking and drinking, and the senior sister was also looking for people to compete with others at that time, and insisted on beating all the senior brothers. Later, everyone was afraid of you and hid when they saw you coming. "

Mentioning this matter, Jiang Kui also showed a reminiscing look, only smiled and stroked his face, and then disappeared.

Seeing Jiang Kui like this, Fang Qingyuan sighed in his heart. It seems that nearly two years have passed, and this senior sister still hasn't recovered from the death of Yuanshou Jiang.

At this time, Zhang Yuan asked doubtfully:
"Then what were you doing at that time, why do I have no memory of it?"

Fang Qing laughed from the source:

"In those few years, I was unable to make a breakthrough in my cultivation. I saw that you, a younger brother who was one year younger than me, became an inner disciple first. The accumulation of blocks in my heart gradually increased, so I was not idle on New Year's Eve. After showing his face, he went back and concentrated on meditating and practicing in the quiet room."

Zhang Yuan was taken aback, he really didn't pay attention to Fang Qingyuan back then, he didn't expect that the cheerful and gentle senior brother in front of him would have such an unforgettable memory.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuan hurriedly said:
"Okay, it's all over, now is the most important thing, come, drink."

After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, he raised the wine bowl and drank it down in one gulp, and then his face was full of intoxication.

Seeing this, Fang Qingyuan just took a sip, and then looked at Zhang Yuan with a strange expression:

"Is this wine not brewed well, why is it a bit sour?"

Hearing what Fang Qingyuan said, Zhang Yuan's face suddenly collapsed, and he muttered in a low voice:
"You don't understand. There is a blind ingredient in the spiritual material, which is sour plum. It's normal to be a little sour. For wine making, you can drink it."

Now, Jiang Kui put down the tea bowl, covered her mouth and nose lightly, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Fang Qingyuan shook his head, put the wine bowl on the table, got up and went to the kitchen, brought out a large pot of stewed pork and fish with medicine turtle that had been simmering for several hours, put it on a magic fire implement, and took it out of the storage bag , took out all kinds of spiritual vegetables one by one, put them aside, and said mysteriously:

"Today, I'll take you two to eat something novel."

After Fang Qingyuan finished speaking, a snowflake slowly fell and melted into the pot.

So, the three of them looked up at the clear night sky at the same time, looking at the stars and the falling snowflakes.

　Transitional chapter, the next chapter starts to run business and make money.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)