Chapter 85 Selling food is crazy
After Chen Mo smiled wryly at himself, he walked to the spiritual field with his hands behind his back.
The photo array that had been removed was activated again.
The scenery inside and outside was the same, and there was no spirit plant inside, so I couldn't feel any changes for a while.
However, in just a few breaths, the spiritual energy in the huge spiritual field gradually gathered in one place. Without the effort of a cup of tea, a spiritual field that was obviously different from other land suddenly appeared. come out.
Chen Mo walked over quickly, squatted down and observed carefully.
The soil becomes more fertile and the spiritual energy it contains becomes more abundant.
Although I don’t know if it has reached the standard of the second-level spiritual field, one thing is certain!
If this land is used to grow first-order Linghuang rice, its quality will definitely improve!
“Find a way to get some Xuanyi Lingmi first in the coming year?”
If he can breed and farm, he can produce and sell it himself! By then relying on Xuanyi Lingmi, his cultivation speed can be even faster!
After the photo-taking group dispersed, Chen Mo returned home.
The moment the door was opened, Xiao Kang rushed out.
In the past few days, Chen Mo has locked the four spiritual birds he originally purchased in the house to prevent the grain collector from causing unnecessary trouble after seeing them.
After all, there is probably no such big spiritual bird in the entire Guchenfang City!
"Kick! Kick!"
"What's your name?"
"Kick! Kick!" Xiao Kang pecked the ground unhappily, then raised his head and opened his mouth Mouth.
Chen Mo sneered, grabbed a large handful of aphids from the storage space, and threw them into the air.
I saw Xiao Kang pecking them one by one as fast as an afterimage, without even one falling to the ground.
After it finished eating, Chen Mo held the chicken's neck with both hands, pulled it back hard, and threw it away.
"After eating, stop blocking the door!"
Xiao Kang was thrown away, and the remaining three spiritual birds also looked around and wandered out.
After simply cleaning up the messy home, Chen Mo, who was on the fourth level of Qi Refining, began the next round of hard training.
Under the golden elixir, all are ants.
There is no end to spiritual practice!
Year after year, without a strong heart, it is really difficult to go further and further on the path of spiritual practice!
After one night, Chen Mo set off.
Along the way, there was an endless stream of Lingzhifu around Guchenfang City.
One year of disaster, two years of loss.
In this third year, the spiritual rice harvested finally belongs to them.
How can you not be excited?
Even neighbors who had never known each other happily and excitedly said hello on this day of selling grain.
Before entering Guchenfang City, Chen Mo found a remote place, took out a large cart and 2,000 kilograms of grain, and then entered the city carrying spiritual rice that was better than a human.
The appearance of this scene attracted the surrounding Lingzhifu to look sideways, swallowing their saliva and casting envious glances.
"A big family!"
"This is a big farmer!"
"How many acres of spiritual land has he planted? Is there one or two thousand kilograms here?"
"Shh!" An old man made a silent gesture, "I'm afraid he has reached the third or fourth level of Qi Refining! Stop talking nonsense!"
Chen Mo didn't pay attention to the eyes of others.
However, the stares from others made him realize a problem.
The 2,000 kilograms of rice was really impressive. These Lingzhifus who also came to sell grain would probably remember him at a glance.
Therefore, Chen Mo, who originally planned to sell 10,000 kilograms of spiritual rice within one day, planned to be careful to prevent unnecessary trouble!
Fangshi, which had been silent for a long time, finally ushered in another lively day. There are also more and more casual cultivators on the roadside, and they sell all kinds of things, including everything!
Chen Mo pushed the big cart and walked along Qingshi Avenue. The casual cultivators around him kept shouting at him, hoping that he would come to visit him after selling out the food.
The first stop was Niujia Shop.
On the harvest day after the harvest year, the entire city is busy, not to mention the Niujia shop with a similar official background.
According to past practice, whoever is responsible for reception is responsible for collecting food.
As the steward of Niu’s shop, Wei Wuwei is naturally very busy.
However, when Chen Mo appeared and the waiter informed him, he came to the front yard to entertain him in person.
“Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Chen!” Wei Wuwei glanced at it and saw that there were at least a thousand kilograms on the cart!
For a time, his face was full of smiles.
"I accept Shopkeeper Wei's favor! If you hadn't donated the land back then, I wouldn't have been able to plant such a large area!"
"Let me just say, as a spiritual planter, I have land. That’s the way to go! Isn’t the more spiritual fields the better? Those short-sighted guys are probably going to feel sad when they see you harvesting so much food this year!”
Wei Wuwei was in a good mood and talked a little more.
“Haha!”
The two exchanged business blows and smiled at each other.
After delaying about a stick of incense and weighing 2,000 kilograms of grain, Chen Mo received 160 taels of spiritual sand from Niujia Shop.
Such a huge sum of money should be placed with any Lingzhi husband with great care and cherish it.
However, for Chen Mo now, this can only be regarded as small change, and the bulk is still behind.
After exchanging pleasantries, he walked out of the back door of the grain store on the pretext of not being stared at, and walked through the deserted alley. When he appeared on the street, he was pushing the cart , there are 3,000 more pounds of spiritual rice!
Chen Mo made a circle and came out.
The casual cultivators squatting on the roadside are full of doubts at this moment?
No agreement?
Not sold to Niujia Shop?
Ignoring his gaze, Chen Mo entered the second grain store
As early as last year, the manager of this store remembered him.
Those who can sell grain in the second year after the disaster must not be underestimated, as expected! This year, they actually brought such a huge sum of money to their shop!
"Old rules?" Chen Mo asked with a smile.
"Old...old rules..." The steward stuttered a little, and hurried into the room to call the shopkeeper out.
The so-called old rule is that information is kept strictly confidential!
No matter the No. 1, 2, or 3 Grain Station, or the current Spring Rice Grain Store, they will not disclose to the outside world who sold the grain to them.
After all, according to the rules, these grains should be purchased by Niujia Shop.
But, what about doing business?
There has to be some background.
Being able to open a grain store in Fangshi must be more or less related to Ziyun Peak.
Sold 3,000 kilograms of grain and exchanged it for 3 low-grade spiritual stones directly from Shopkeeper Wu. Shopkeeper Wu personally sent Chen Mo out through the back door.
This time, he didn’t sell the rest.
But he returned home non-stop without giving anyone a chance to shout.
Feeding, grooming, practicing...
Early the next morning, I hurried to Fangshi again.
Fortunately, the market is not small, and there is always a way for him to take it.
After selling two more carts of spiritual rice, Chen Mo went home again.
On the third day, the 11,000 spiritual rice was finally sold out!
The remaining 1,000 kilograms are reserved for breeding and consumption, and the 11,000 kilograms?
Now it has been replaced by 9 low-grade spiritual stones and 160 taels of spiritual sand, which are quietly stored in the ring!
(End of this chapter)