Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

"Is he Chen Mo?"

The grain collector of Ziyun Peak who landed was a young man wearing a green Taoist robe and with a face as white as a scholar.

Song Yunxi smiled and nodded, which was considered as an agreement.

The man in front of him was named Tian, ​​with a single name of Nong. He was also born in Lingzhifu in his early years, but at the foot of the main peak.

Later, by chance, he was accepted as a disciple of Ziyun Peak for the first time, which was also a good story. If Xiao Changhua had not died, he might have been like the cultivator in front of him.

Tian Nong was gentle and refined, not at all like Si Yu who was arrogant and Mo Junqing who was disdainful.

Now, standing next to Song Yunxi, he was more humble and respectful.

Perhaps cultivators like Li Shangxian could not give face to any monk, but Tian Nong could not.

"This is Fellow Daoist Tian, ​​the third disciple of my aunt... Master. He used to farm like you. Brother Chen, if you want to..."

"Hello, Fellow Daoist Tian!"

Chen Mo interrupted Song Yunxi's chatter. If he was asked to talk, he could keep talking.

He kept repeating the words "persuading women to be good women".

"Fellow Daoist, I guess you had a good harvest this year." Tian Nong looked behind him at the pile of spiritual yellow rice and couldn't help but sigh.

Thinking back then, he would fight for eight or ten kilograms of spiritual rice, would be happy because of the harvest, and would be sad because of the disaster... Fortunately, all this is over.

"Not bad, I bought some rice by the way, and I plan to raise some spiritual birds and animals next year."

Tian Nong's eyes followed the direction and moved to another pile of grain bags, and nodded slightly.

He stepped forward, collected 2,000 jin of spiritual rice, and said with a bow:

"Fellow Daoist Song, Fellow Daoist Chen, I am in a hurry, so I will not bother you here. Let's meet again after we finish collecting the grain this time."

"You are busy. Brother Chen, I will leave first!"

Said that, Song Yunxi accompanied Tian Nong on the sword.

"Your brother has you to take care of him. It may not be a bad thing to be a spiritual plant husband for life."

"He has reached the fourth level of Qi Refining. Is there no hope of building a foundation?" Song Yunxi asked.

"Do you have it?" Tian Nong asked back.

Song Yunxi was speechless.

Seeing that the other party did not speak, he said to himself: "Do I have it?"

...

After sending off the grain collector, Chen Mo could finally pack up and go to the shop to sell grain.

He pushed the deluxe version of the cart from the backyard, first loaded the 3,000 jin in the storage ring and the 4,000 jin in the warehouse into the cart, and sold the 7,000 jin to the Song's shop.

Guan Xingxiang, who was in charge of collecting grain, did not ask why there were so many grains or where they came from. As long as Chen Mo pushed them, he would take whatever he said.

Chen Mo, who had been thinking about hiding it, finally figured it out.

This little thing was not enough to alarm Song Yunxi. Even the manager of Song's store would not report it.

There was a gap in information between the two.

No matter how much grain he sold, it would not arouse suspicion in the market.

After all, the entire White Snake Market has more than 2,300 acres of spiritual fields. Even after paying the grain tax, the volume of an autumn is 200,000 jin.

His 10,000 or 20,000 jin could not cause any trouble.

In this way, Chen Mo did not want to think about anything else. He returned home again and pushed the remaining 4,000 jin over.

In less than half a day, 11,000 jin of spiritual yellow rice was exchanged for 11 low-grade spiritual stones.

Add to that the remaining 6 from last year's breeding, and now he has a huge sum of 17!

Of course, that's not all!

After selling the grain, Chen Mo put the ten spiritual chickens in the chicken shed that had grown to his chest into a large cage, and pushed them to the spiritual bird station in two trips, and exchanged them for 3 low-grade spiritual stones at the price of 30 taels of spiritual sand per chicken.

Generally speaking, a mature spiritual chicken can be sold for about 20 taels, but the ones raised by Chen Mo are really big!

Even if they are sent to Ziyun Peak, they can be sold at a good price.

In just one trip, the person in charge of the spiritual bird station became familiar with Chen Mo.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, how do you raise these chickens?"

"What else can I do? Eat more and sleep more."

"I'm afraid they have been raised for three or four years?"

"About the same." Chen Mo answered casually. Of course, he couldn't tell the other party that these ten chickens had only been raised for a year.

Meng Ke thought for a moment and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen, I have something to say."

"Please go ahead."

"The best time for a spiritual chicken to be out of the cage is two and a half years. After this time, although the size will grow, the appetite will also increase. In the process of going back and forth, not only will the time cost be wasted, but in fact, there is not much extra profit."

"Thank you!"

Chen Mo clasped his hands together, looking sincere.

However, how could he not know this most basic information?

As early as when he was in Guchenfang City, a shopkeeper at the Lingqin Station told him!

Raising chickens for no more than two and a half years is common sense!

Meng Ke nodded with satisfaction. He was still very happy with the other party's humble attitude.

"Brother Meng, is it convenient? I want to catch two spiritual piglets and raise a few spiritual sheep, how about that?"

"Of course it's convenient! But now is not the time."

Chen Mo was slightly stunned and asked, "Why?"

"Spiritual animals are different from spiritual birds. There are not many in the entire White Snake Market. Piglets and lambs are not always available. So, you have to wait for the pigs and sheep of a spiritual breeding official to give birth before you can buy them. But don't worry! Your brother Meng will keep an eye on it for you. As long as any one gives birth, I will help you get a few! Leave it to me."

Meng Ke patted his chest and made a promise.

Pigs can give birth to seven or eight pigs in a litter, but spiritual pigs have a large appetite, and general spiritual breeding officials can only raise three or five pigs. If there are more, feed will become a problem.

Even if it is worthless rice, I am afraid it cannot be fed.

After all, rice needs land to grow, right?

Spiritual sheep are better, and they can be fed with various weeds and straw, so more people raise them.

"Thank you, Brother Meng."

"What about spiritual cows? Do you want one?"

Chen Mo thought for a moment and said, "If you have one, come and get one."

"Okay! I don't know about the others, but there is a family whose cow is about to give birth, at most two months, and I will send it to you after weaning."

"What about the price?" After talking for a long time, I still don't know the price of the sale.

"As for the spirit piglets, each one costs 40 taels of spirit sand, and can be sold for 2 low-grade spirit stones after being sold; spirit cattle are more expensive, 60 taels each, but after four or five years of raising, each one can be worth 4! Spirit sheep are cheaper, 30 taels to buy, and 150 taels to sell."

Not cheap!

From this point of view, spirit raising officials are generally much richer than spirit plant husbands.

Of course, those who can become spirit raising officials usually have some connections, otherwise this huge fortune would have been looted long ago.

Chen Mo secretly noted the price, and then remembered the five-horned heavy lizard living in the cowshed.

So he asked: "Are there any other spirit birds and spirit animals that don't need a spirit pool? For example, the five-horned heavy lizard?"