Chapter 11 Seeds
"Senior Chen, what's the current price of Linghe rice?"
After the person in front bought rice and left, Zhou Changwang directly asked the middle-aged stall owner in front of him.
This stall owner is actually quite familiar with him. When he was in Lingzhi Hall, he worked as an apprentice with a spiritual planter named Sun. The other party once took him to study in the spiritual field of a spiritual planter, and what he saw in front of him was This senior Chen, Chen Yushu, was the apprentice of the spiritual plant master at that time.
Of course, if it were just that, the two would not have much interaction.
However, after that, the spiritual planter needed to go out for a period of time due to work, so he asked the spiritual planter surnamed Sun to arrange some apprentices to assist his apprentice, who was the senior Chen in front of him, in taking care of the spiritual field.
Zhou Changwang was also one of the apprentices who was arranged.
After going back and forth, I became familiar with it.
Later, he left Lingzhi Hall and went to the Sanxiu Market to buy rice. He happened to meet Chen Yushu, and the two developed a certain friendship.
Of course, after all, there is a certain gap in cultivation and status, so this friendship cannot be said to be deep.
"One piece of Linghe rice and one pound of low-grade spiritual stone."
Chen Yushu replied casually.
"Eleven pounds? Isn't it always ten pounds?"
Zhou Changwang was stunned, but he didn't feel happy.
Instinctively, he felt something was wrong.
"It used to be ten kilograms, but now all the major spiritual rice shops sell a low-grade spiritual stone for ten and a half kilograms. If I don't follow suit, I won't be able to sell it."
Chen Yushu shook his head and explained.
"Senior, what you are saying is that someone is lowering the price?"
Zhou Changwang's heart trembled.
Now that the spiritual rice in his spiritual field is about to mature, the price of spiritual rice on the market is decreasing at this time. This is not a good thing for him and all spiritual farmers.
"Isn't it always like this? The spiritual rice is about to be harvested, so the price will be lowered by the higher authorities, and when the spiritual farmers sell the spiritual rice, it will rise again.
This is the case almost every year. I have planted more than ten acres of spiritual land myself. If I am in a hurry to sell it, I can only accept this price.
Now it is 11 kilograms for a low-grade spiritual stone. It is estimated that in a few days, it will drop to 12 kilograms for a low-grade spiritual stone, or even 13 kilograms.
If you are not in a hurry to buy, you can wait for two days. "
Chen Yushu said calmly.
As a rice merchant, he is very familiar with the fluctuations in rice prices.
He was also familiar with Zhou Changwang, so he said a few more words, otherwise he would not be in the mood to chat with others.
"I understand, thank you, Senior Chen, for informing me."
Zhou Changwang cupped his hands, and then hurriedly handed over the spiritual stone, "Bring me eleven kilograms of Linghe rice. This is the spiritual stone."
He bought spiritual rice just to improve his strength as soon as possible, so naturally he would not wait for two days on purpose.
As for the price fluctuation of spiritual rice, it is really not something that a low-level spiritual farmer like him can affect.
I just had a premonition that my income was about to drop, and I couldn't help but feel a little heavier.
"good!"
Chen Yushu nodded, then weighed eleven kilograms of spiritual rice and handed it to Zhou Changwang. However, he thought about it and said again: "I remember that you learned spiritual cultivation from Uncle Sun, right? What Uncle Sun is best at is spiritual cultivation. Cultivation of planted seeds.
I happen to have a few seeds here that I got by chance. If you can cultivate them and germinate, I will be very grateful. "
As he spoke, he patted his waist, and when a faint spiritual light flashed through him, he turned his hand over and saw only three little finger-sized, completely black seeds appearing on his palm.
Storage bags!
Zhou Changwang looked at the other party's waist, with a hint of envy on his face.
This is a monk's storage treasure. Even the lowest-grade storage bag costs more than a thousand low-grade spiritual stones.
However, he was envious, but he quickly cast his eyes on the three seeds, with a hint of curiosity on his face, and said, "What kind of spiritual plant seeds are these?"
“Spiritual rice seeds.
It was something I got by chance in Tianque Mountain.
It is said that that place used to be the residence of a certain cultivating family, but due to a great war, it had long been turned into ruins, and even the spiritual veins that originally existed in Que Mountain that day were scattered.
And what kind of spiritual rice seed this seed is can only be known after it is planted.
Although I have several suspicions, I can't confirm them.
It's a pity that these seeds have been sealed for too long, and they have not been exposed to spiritual energy for a long time, and their vitality has almost been cut off. I have tried many methods, but none of them can make them sprout and grow again. "
Chen Yushu did not hide anything, and then said seriously: "So, if you can cultivate this kind of seed to germinate, then I will not let you waste your efforts in vain, and I am willing to give you a thousand low-grade spiritual stones, or the value is not less than a thousand yuan of low-grade spiritual stones." The treasures of the spirit stone are given to you, including the storage bag.”
Obviously, he also noticed the look in Zhou Changwang's eyes when he looked at his storage bag just now.
"I just had to give it a try."
Zhou Changwang said with a frown.
His own family knew about his own affairs, and even Chen Yushu, a spiritual plant cultivator at the sixth level of the Qi training stage, could not bring this kind of seed to sprout, and he did not think he could do it now.
Unless, he can improve the birth-inducing technique to a small level, or even a large level...
As for what the other party said about learning skills from the spiritual plant master surnamed Sun, there were more than ten people who studied with him at the beginning. The other party at best regarded them as free handymen and did not teach them much. Spiritual planting techniques, whether they are cleaning techniques, spiritual rain techniques, fertility techniques or Geng Golden Finger, were all learned from the Spiritual Planting Hall by spending spiritual stones on his own...
Later, after the five-year period expired, the other party also dismissed him as he wished, but he had no intention of formally accepting a disciple...
"Then just wait for your good news."
Chen Yushu didn't say much, waved his hand and said.
Obviously, he didn't have much hope for Zhou Changwangben. Anyway, he had a lot of spiritual rice seeds in his storage bag. He had also found many spiritual planters to try to cultivate germination, but none of them succeeded. No matter how great he is, he will not put all his hopes on Zhou Changwang, a low-level spiritual farmer who only has the second level of Qi training period.
It's just based on the idea of taking a shot if there is no date.
When Zhou Changwang heard this, he had no choice but to take the seeds and spiritual rice, then cupped his hands and said, "Goodbye, Senior Chen."
Then, he turned around and walked out of the Sanxiu Market, but he was also thinking about Chen Yushu's intentions.
But soon, he smiled helplessly. No matter how much he thought about it, it was useless, because no matter what the other party's intention was, he could only accept it. Besides, it was just a commission. Judging from the other party's last look, it was obvious that he had no hope of completing the commission. Without hope, why should he look for trouble?
Maybe the other party simply wants to successfully cultivate this spiritual rice seed?
At least he could feel that the other party had no ill intentions towards him.
I think so.
He is a spiritual farmer and a casual cultivator at the second level of Qi training. He is broke and useless. Who would bother to care about him?
Just asking for trouble.