Chapter 11

Chapter 11 The Wandering Merchant Hu Doesn’t Return, Relieving Worries and Solving Difficulties

As the view became more and more expansive.

Xu Changqing finally saw the second-grade spirit field that belonged to him alone.

At first glance, it seems to be similar to the first-grade spiritual fields on the outskirts.

There is no difference in either the area or the height of the field ridges.

However, upon closer inspection, you will find that the soil is black.

This is clearly black soil with higher nutrient content.

Not only can it produce spiritual plants of extremely high quality.

Even production will increase.

Not far away, about ten meters away, there was an abandoned wooden house.

Xu Changqing took a closer look and found that there was no dust inside.

There weren’t even any snakes, insects, rats, or ants.

It was exceptionally clean.

Inside, it has one bedroom, one living room, one bathroom, and one kitchen.

The house wasn’t decorated much, only containing everyday items like beds and kitchenware.

“Not bad.” Xu Changqing was quite satisfied.

Whatever is missing, we can fill it in gradually later.

At least it’s sheltered from the wind and rain.

The first thing Xu Changqing did was change his clothes.

He always disliked the gray clothes worn by the outer disciples.

They quickly changed into the white robes that only formal disciples wore.

A green rice seedling was embroidered on her chest.

Her entire demeanor also changed.

It appears more composed.

He wouldn’t be immediately recognized as a spiritual farmer.

“Next up is the spirit rice porridge I’ve been longing for,” Xu Changqing grinned.

As long as you become a formal disciple of the Dongting Immortal Sect.

Then there’s no need to drink regular rice porridge anymore.

This hundred catties of spirit rice should last until at least next spring.

Xu Changqing immediately went to the kitchen, set up a pot, and boiled water.

Half an hour later, a pot of fragrant spirit rice porridge was ready.

The wood element content in the kitchen has been significantly increased.

Xu Changqing ladled out a small bowlful and then examined it closely.

This spirit rice is more plump than ordinary rice.

Even after being cooked, it doesn’t feel like it’s falling apart.

It’s even a bit bouncy, and after solidifying, it’s like jelly.

Xu Changqing took a small bite and his eyes lit up.

The texture of Lingmi is absolutely amazing.

With one bite, the spiritual energy bursts forth, mingling with the aroma.

I was completely mesmerized by the aroma.

“Huh?”

Xu Changqing exclaimed in surprise, “The spiritual power is increasing.”

Although it is relatively slow.

But this thing itself has no restrictions and can be consumed for a long time.

Why Zhang Er, Han Su, Zhao Xin, and others?

Every single one of them is eyeing the Spirit Rice?

That’s the reason!

Moreover, the spirit rice produced in the first-grade spirit field has this effect.

If it’s a second-rank or higher… you can imagine how astonishing that would be.

After eating and drinking his fill, Xu Changqing did not rest.

There were no spirit seedlings planted.

Instead, he took out the jade tablet and continued learning the [Wood Spirit Entanglement Technique].

As long as Zhang Er is alive, he will always feel a sense of crisis.

Therefore, it is essential to have the ability to protect oneself.

However, this [Wood Spirit Entanglement Technique] is, after all, a high-level spell.

It’s impossible to learn it all at once.

Fortunately, Xu Changqing is different now.

Previously, it would have taken more than two months to even begin to grasp the basics.

But now, Xu Changqing feels that it will take no more than a month.

Once you learn it, you can use the “cheat code” to forcibly level up.

…

The time has come to the third day since I became a formal disciple.

Xu Changqing carried a hoe and began to loosen the soil in this acre of second-grade spiritual land.

It’s winter now, and the temperature is getting lower and lower, and the weather is getting colder and colder.

This results in the black soil being harder than expected.

If it weren’t for reaching the mid-stage of Qi Refining, with five strands of spiritual energy supporting him within his body…

It’s really impossible to get everything done in a short time.

Xu Changqing thought to himself, “I wonder how much production there will be?”

“Oh my god—there’s someone here!” Just then, a surprised exclamation came from not far away.

Xu Changqing hurriedly looked over and was immediately stunned.

Then they saw a fat man leading a mythical beast that looked like a camel, approaching step by step.

The spirit beast had a bell the size of a palm hanging around its neck.

The moment it was moved, a ringing sound immediately rang out.

The spirit beast’s back was covered with bundles.

As the other party drew closer, a foul odor began to waft through the air.

“My name is Hu Bugui, and I am a formal disciple of the Spirit Beast Valley. May I ask who you are, fellow Daoist?” The slightly plump Hu Bugui grinned, and the two lumps of fat on his cheeks jiggled a few times.

“Xu Changqing,” Xu Changqing introduced himself.

Hu Bugui then asked, “Fellow Daoist Xu, are you a newly arrived Spirit Farmer?”

“Yes, I just became a formal disciple.” Xu Changqing nodded slightly.

“You’re loosening the soil, are you planning to plant in the winter?” Hu Bugui asked, quite surprised.

Xu Changqing laughed and said, “Anyway, I’m just idling around.”

“What a coincidence! I have what you need here.” Hu Bugui’s eyes lit up.

“Are you a trafficker?” Xu Changqing asked in astonishment.

“That’s one way to put it, but to be precise, I’m a businessman on the rise.” Hu Bugui revealed a smug expression.

“What are you selling?” Xu Changqing asked curiously.

“I come from the Spirit Beast Valley, so naturally I brought… spirit beast excrement.” Hu Bugui turned around, took down a small package, and then opened it facing Xu Changqing.

Immediately, an even more pungent stench wafted out.

The choking caused Xu Changqing to stumble back several steps.

Only after the smell had dissipated somewhat did they move forward again.

Upon closer inspection, it was found to be filled with chunks of spirit beast droppings.

It is dark in color and contains a lot of plant fibers.

It must have been collected over a period of time, which is why it’s a bit dry.

Hu Bugui laughed and said, “This is the excrement of a hundred-year-old spirit beast, which is a perfect match for your second-grade spirit field.”

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“What price?” Xu Changqing asked thoughtfully.

Black soil is naturally highly nutritious.

But if you add the excrement of spirit beasts, it will definitely be “like adding wings to a tiger”.

Especially now that it’s winter, everyone wants to increase production.

Hu Bugui said generously, “Originally, 100 catties of dung from a hundred-year-old spirit beast would cost 10 low-grade spirit stones, but since you’re a new customer, I’ll give you 8.”

Xu Changqing shook his head and said, “I don’t have spirit stones, I only have spirit rice.”

Hu Bugui nodded: “Spirit rice is better.”

Xu Changqing asked, puzzled, “How many spirit stones can ten catties of first-grade spirit rice be exchanged for?”

“Uh,” Hu Bugui chuckled dryly, “Ten catties of first-grade spirit rice is worth one low-grade spirit stone on the market.”

Although there is a high demand for Lingmi rice, its production is also quite high.

The price of premium rice has remained relatively stable.

Only the higher the quality and the rarer the species of the spiritual plant, the more expensive it will be.

“So, ten catties of first-grade spirit rice is equivalent to ten catties of excrement from a hundred-year-old spirit beast?” Xu Changqing was stunned by this result.

“Well… things are valued for their rarity,” Hu Bugui awkwardly explained.

“It’s too expensive. Can you give me a friendly price? We’re not doing this once and for all. You can’t just never come back to me, can you?” Xu Changqing didn’t want to give up easily.

Hu Bugui wholeheartedly agreed.

That’s how business works.

There should be give and take, and mutual trust.

So he thought about it for a moment, and then raised his two chubby fingers on his right hand.

“What do you mean?” Xu Changqing didn’t understand.

Hu Bugui said seriously, “Give me ten catties of first-grade spirit rice, and I’ll give you twenty catties of hundred-year-old spirit beast excrement, how about it?”

“Just twenty pounds?” Xu Changqing raised an eyebrow.

“Twenty-five jin, that’s the most I can do.” Hu Bugui gritted his teeth.

“Deal.” Xu Changqing didn’t want to ruin the relationship.

After the two finished their transaction, Hu Bugui suddenly smiled mysteriously: “I have some good things here, Fellow Daoist Xu, would you like to take a look?”

“Good stuff?” Xu Changqing expressed serious doubt about it.

If they’re selling manure, what good stuff can they possibly have left?

Perhaps to prove his strength, Hu Bugui took out a small storage bag, opened it, and took out several items.

Each of them is a pot of wine.

A paper figure.

There were also a few seeds stuck with the droppings of the spirit beast.

Xu Changqing immediately showed a disgusted expression and said, “What is all this?”

“You’re all alone, you definitely need help and support.”

“This paper figure was personally designed by the talisman-drawing master of [Royal Water Pavilion]. It can be made to look like a man or a woman, and its lifelike effect is comparable to that of a real person. It’s currently priced at only fifty catties of first-grade spirit rice.” Hu Bugui finished speaking and made a series of winking gestures.

“…” Xu Changqing was immediately speechless.

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