Chapter 179: Harvesting Grain and Lingsha Coupons
Spring passes and autumn comes.
Chen Mo’s ninth year here has slowly come to an end.
Hongyan was also arranged by him to go to Qingyuanfang City. As for how much grain he could harvest, Chen Mo didn't care.
Among the fifty acres of spiritual fields, there is already a scene of abundant harvest.
The fourth crop of green-leaf orchids and yellow lingcaohua filled ten finger storage rings, and thousands of kilograms of other linghuang rice and simi were also harvested.
As for the Giant Bone Spirit Rice that he relied on to improve his realm, it has also been replenished. This food is enough for him to eat for a year or two.
After getting rid of secular affairs, Chen Mo can probably save one to two hours a day for practice.
In this way, at the sixth level of Qi Refining, he has barely reached the level of gaining one hundred experience points per year, which is not slow at all.
However, this is not what he wants.
The golden flowers that have been growing for a year have also reached maturity and fallen off.
More than ninety in total.
Each flower contains about 180 fruits.
Throwing away the 5,000 grains prepared for breeding, there are still 11,229 grains left. Even if Chen Mo eats them non-stop, it will be enough for him for half a year.
Of course, once the next year comes and 500 golden flower seeds are planted in the ground and harvested, two or three years will be enough!
At that time, it can be regarded as an ordinary snack, and you can have one when you have nothing to do.
After handling the matters in the field, it didn’t take long for the grain collector to arrive.
This year, it was not Daoist Fellow Tian who came, but a disciple of Ziyun Peak whom he did not know.
For this kind of oily thing, it is natural that the wind and water take turns, otherwise there will always be people who are unbalanced.
I went to Baishefang City as usual and took back home the 15,000 kilograms of spiritual rice prepared by Song Yunxi. Seven days later, I sent back another 3,000 kilograms of spiritual rice.
After completing his annual routine tasks, Chen Mo devoted himself to practice again.
In the yard, Xiao Kang has been bored since Hong Yan left.
No one can bully it. Those big guys and little guys are also very boring. It is no fun to play with them.
So it always appears in front of Chen Mo from time to time, trying to attract the other person's attention.
The results can be imagined...
On this day, when Xiao Kang sneaked into Chen Mo's house quietly again, preparing to go in and gain a sense of presence, an invisible barrier suddenly appeared in front of him.
The timid one was suddenly frightened and ran around everywhere, up and down, front and back, left and right, but no matter which direction it ran, it couldn't work!
It's trapped!
“Glug! Gig!”
“Glug!”
Xiao Kang screamed crazily at the top of his lungs.
Finally, Chen Mo walked over from the front with a smile.
In half a month, he, who already had a foundation in spiritual formations, and the golden flower fruit he ate as snacks, successfully mastered the first-order formation method of the "Nine Trap Formation".
When he first got this formation, he didn't think it was anything.
But to truly understand it, its difficulty does not seem to be much less than that of "Qili Ling Killing Formation"!
Being trapped is always much harder than killing.
“Giggle! Giggle!”
“You still dare to run around?”
“Giggle.”
Chen Mo was happy: “I Want you to care? ”
"Kekeke!keke!"
"Okay, okay, I won't be poor with you. You stay at home and look after the house. I'll go to Qingyuanfang City."
Chen Mo He casually removed the Nine Trap Formation. He originally wanted to step forward and touch the huge head, but in the blink of an eye, the dead chicken disappeared.
Looking at the empty room, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
But having said that, after spending all these years together, the two of them had already developed feelings for each other. This spiritual chicken accompanied him from Guchen to White Snake, watching it grow up little by little, and now it is the first and third level.
Xiao Kang also helped him do a lot of things, plowing the ground and feeding pigs. Apart from washing and cooking, it can also do things that humans can do.
Unfortunately, its bloodline is too thin after all, and if it wants to take a further step, it may be as difficult as climbing to the sky.
"Exchanging blood, changing blood... I don't know if I can get you to a higher level!"
Chen Mo murmured.
When he came to the backyard, twenty small five-horned heavy lizards had grown to the length of forearms. He planned to raise these four five-horned heavy lizards for another half a year before sending them to the master Yu Yunyu.
In this way, the two of them are settled.
If there are no special circumstances, I am afraid there will never be any intersection again.
After setting up the Nine Trap Formation that he had just comprehended, and feeding the huge group of spiritual animals and birds, Chen Mo took out his flying sword and headed straight for Qingyuanfang City.
The weather in autumn is quite refreshing.
Another month will pass before another cold winter arrives.
Qingyuanfang City is bustling and lively. The relationship between Luofang Master here and Song Yunxi is quite good, so the craftsmen who have completed the work there have come here one after another.
Now, the entire 34 cities in Ziyun Peak are looking forward to it.
Looking forward to the upcoming wealth.
Chen Mo walked along the bluestone road and soon stopped in front of his own grain store.
Inside the shop, Hongyan wore a set of simple plain clothes, holding a card counter in one hand and pointing to the rice on the scale with the other hand, mumbling something.
The other party seems to be bargaining.
“One tael for 10 jins? Why should I sell it to you for 1 tael for 10 jins? Wouldn’t I sell it to Luo’s store?”
“It’s all at this price, but it can’t be broken. Rules.”
“I have a total of six hundred pounds! I’ll buy it from any store.”
In a daze, Chen Mo seemed to have gone back to seven or eight years ago. When he first entered the No. 123 Grain Shop, he seemed to be bargaining with Mei Hua in the same way.
In a blink of an eye, he already had his own shop.
"No, still ten pounds...a palm?"
Hongyan felt happy.
She really didn’t expect that the other party would come.
"What do you call fellow Taoist?" Chen Mo raised his hand, signaled Hong Yan to be quiet, and asked himself.
"Zhu Jun, are you the boss here?" He turned around and looked at the other person.
"Zhu Daoyou, why don't we buy it at the price of one tael per ten pounds? After all, the rules are there. If you break the rules and lower the price without authorization, you will inevitably be dissatisfied with your peers."
"What are you talking about? I'm going to Luo's Commercial Bank. I just need to wait in line longer. Anyway, I can afford to wait."
Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Chen Mo smiled and stretched out his hand and said: "Fellow Daoist Zhu, don't worry, listen to me first."
Zhu Jun, who was about to leave, stopped.
"In this case, our Chen family shop will buy it at the price of one tael for ten kilograms. However, for every hundred kilograms of spiritual rice purchased, we will give you a spiritual sand roll. If you get ten, you can come to us to exchange it. How about 10 taels of spiritual sand?”
After Chen Mo finished speaking, the other party suddenly showed a happy expression.
“In other words, 100 kilograms of spiritual rice sells for 11 taels of spiritual sand?”
“You can calculate it like this.”
"Okay, I have 600 kilograms here to sell to you. Give me 66 taels of spiritual sand."
Six taels of spiritual sand is not a small amount.
Exchange it for Bigu Pill and you can take it for the first half of the year!
However, Chen Mo smiled and shook his head: "No, no, no, I can only give you six spiritual sand coupons made by the shop itself. You can only come here after you collect ten of them. Exchange for twelve ounces of spiritual sand.”
(End of this chapter)