Chapter 21 The price of seeds has increased! (Please recommend, please collect)
Chen Mo wrapped in the cotton coat he brought from the secular world and pushed a whole cart of grain into Fangshi.
More than a month has passed since the harvest season, and the market is a little deserted.
However, Lingzhifu is Lingzhifu and Fangshi is Fangshi. The relationship between the two is almost negligible.
After all, how much money does Ling Zhifu have? How much spiritual sand and spiritual stone can be consumed?
The popularity of this place relies on those casual cultivators who add blood to their knife wounds and tie their heads to their belts.
These days, whether it’s killing people or killing monsters, which one doesn’t make more money than farming and mining? It's just that these casual cultivators didn't even bother to snatch the bit of spiritual sand in Ling Zhifu's hand.
Chen Mo pushed a cart of grain through the relatively lively Fangshi neighborhood. Occasionally, a few stall owners looked at him in surprise, wondering why he came to sell grain at this time.
However, they just don’t care much.
Soon, Chen Mo arrived at Niu's shop. The guard at the door announced, and then, with the other party's disdainful eyes and words, he was led from the back door to the backyard.
He also knew that Ling Zhifu's status was very low.
It’s so low that anyone except the miners in the black mines can step on it.
Chen Mo doesn’t care about the looks of these people, because he knows very well that no matter which world you are in, whether it is a game or reality, strength is the most important thing!
Those gossips or sarcastic remarks will only be slapped in the face like crazy in the face of absolute strength.
And what he has to do is to keep practicing hard and then have the strength to slap him in the face!
After waiting for a while, Wei Wuwei came out wearing carved clothes.
The moment he saw Chen Mo, the other party was slightly surprised, then smiled lightly and said, "I thought you wouldn't come."
"We sold grain last year. I encountered Jie Xiu on the way, so I decided to come here later this year to avoid running into him again.”
Chen Mo had already thought of a reason, not to mention that this reason was completely valid.
“Jie Cultivator?” Wei Wuwei frowned, “How dare there be a Jie Cultivator in Guchenfang City!”
"Boss Wei, you don't know?"
Looking at the other party's expression, it doesn't look like he's pretending, but there are robbery cultivators around Fang City, isn't it obvious?
"Where is it? I want to see who dares to act recklessly in Guchenfang City!"
Wei Wuwei was furious, but how could Chen Mo know where Jie Xiu was?
He shook his head and said: "If they don't jump out, I don't know where they are."
"In this case, if you can provide clues, I will reward you with 10 taels of spiritual sand per head."
"Thank you, Boss Wei!"
Twelve taels of spiritual sand is not for Ling Zhifu It's a small sum, but for Niu's shop, it's almost the same as sending it away to beg for food.
Even Chen Mo looks down on him now!
“How much grain have you harvested just now?”
With the robbery and repair incident coming to an end, Wei Wuwei turned his attention to Chen Mo's wooden cart.
There are six bags coded on it. If nothing else, this kid has made a lot of money again this year!
“More than six hundred kilograms, I haven’t weighed the exact number yet.”
Wei Wuwei snapped his fingers, and soon two waiters came forward to help with the weighing. , then whispered into the steward’s ear and reported the number.
“642 pounds, it seems you made the right bet last year!”
"Thanks to the blessing of heaven."
Chen Mo responded with a smile.
Wei Wuwei nodded and said: "I charge you 100 catties for the rent, 50 catties for the seeds, and you get 500 catties for the rest. How do you change it?"
"You are still ten catties. Do you want a better harvest?”
“Linghuang rice has always been priced at this price. As long as Niujia’s shop is open for a day, I will not treat you Lingzhifu badly.”
The price is quite reasonable.
It’s better than the No. 1, 2, and 3 Grain Stations. It’s ten to one over there, and you have to make a verbal commitment!
Of course, now Chen Mo also knows that the owner is behind Niu's shop, and credibility is naturally the most important. After all, Ling Zhifu can be regarded as his personal "asset" after all.
"Then trouble Boss Wei, ten Bigu Pills, the remaining 42 taels of spiritual sand, keep the rest for seeds." "80 kilograms of grain for 1 kilogram and 6 taels of seeds?" Wei Wuwei Suddenly he frowned slightly.
"Yes."
"Can't change it."
"Why? Wasn't it always this price before?" Chen Mo asked back, but he was cursing secretly in his heart!
“The price of seeds has increased. You don’t know how troublesome breeding is. It takes a lot of effort just to transfer the Qi and cultivate it.”
“Transfer the Qi?”
Chen Mo became interested.
As for the increase in seed prices, he put it aside for the time being.
“You want to know?” Wei Wuwei asked, squinting.
“I have been planting grain for two years, and I really want to know where the seeds come from? Why can’t the grain we harvest sprout?”
“In this case, I will say a few more words. "Wei Wuwei obviously meant this, "The reason why spiritual rice and spiritual rice are different is that spiritual rice contains the purest spiritual energy in the world, but it is precisely because of this pure spiritual energy that causes spiritual energy. The vitality of rice itself is obscured by aura, making it difficult to break through the shackles and give birth to new life.”
Chen Mo heard it clearly. He had never heard of these theories before.
“As for the Qi transfer spell, it was originally a grafting method born out of the magic way. After generations of spiritual planters improved it, it evolved into the current Qi transfer spell. It can transfer the spiritual energy in the spirit plant. Temporarily block it, wait for the vitality in the seed to appear, and then transfer it back to the seed to become a spiritual seed. However, the spell itself is very expensive and the success rate is extremely low!"
Wei Wuwei talked, Chen. Mo Ze nodded frequently.
If this is the case, then the Qi-transfer spell itself is used for breeding, and his talent increases the success rate.
"Senior, what is your success rate?"
"Thirty pounds of Linghuang rice can produce 1 pound of Linghuang rice seeds."
Chen Mo couldn't help but frown.
Thirty kilograms produce one kilogram, so 1 kilogram and 6 taels of rice seed itself requires 50 kilograms!
Including the processing fee, 80 pounds is also very reasonable.
"Why, you think it's easy? Thirty pounds to one pound, but you need to master the "Qi Crossing Technique" to master it. Generally, the proficiency level consumes about 50 pounds."
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Wei Wuwei explained again.
"Senior, what do you think the price of seeds is now?"
"This year it has increased to 100 kilograms of grain for 1 kilogram of seeds. If 1 kilogram is 6 taels, I will give you a cheap price and charge you 150 pounds."
"Boss Wei..."
Chen Mo was a little embarrassed on the surface, but in his heart he was greeting the eighteenth generation of the other party's ancestors.
Obviously, Niujia Shop just raised the price after seeing Ling Zhifu's bumper harvest for two consecutive years.
The reason why we don’t make a fuss about the grain price is because we are worried that the Lingzhi farmers will sell the rice to other grain stations. After all, he is not the only one in the whole city.
But seeds are different.
They are the only ones who can produce seeds stably.
Chen Mo speculated that it was not that other grain stations could not breed, but they were just frightened by the boss's power!
"Are the other Lingzhifus paying the same price?" Chen Mo asked cautiously.
“It’s also the same price!”
“Okay, let’s exchange the rest for 35 taels of spiritual sand.”
Wei Wuwei smiled and nodded: “Fellow Daoist Chen, just a moment Wait a moment."
Just when the other party turned to leave, Chen Mo suddenly asked: "Can I practice the Qi Crossing Technique?"
(End of this chapter)