Chapter 182: Crazy snatch of spiritual vegetables

Chen Mo calculated that if he supplied 200 kilograms per day, with 300 kilograms per mu and a frequency of six harvests a year, minus the food needed by spiritual livestock and birds, he could probably supply about 20,000 to 30,000 kilograms.

That is, more than 100 days.

If this business wants to continue, it will have to expand the scale of planting again.

However, Chen Mo also knows that this is not a long-term business after all.

Once the secret realm is opened, these people will either enter or leave, and will not stay here for too long.

So make as much as you can first.

After dealing with Song Yunxi, Chen Mo and Hongyan returned home together.

He handed a storage ring to the other party and said, "Then you have to work hard. You have to cook 200 kilograms of dishes every day."

Two hundred kilograms, not too much, not too little, even if it is cooked in a big pot, it will take a while.

Hongyan would not refuse at all, and happily took the ring and agreed.

However, she showed a worried look on her face and said, "We sell five taels of spiritual sand for ten kilograms. Will anyone really buy it?"

"If it's just Qingyelan and Huanglingcaohua, it's really difficult to sell it at twice the price." Chen Mo said with a smile.

"Then..."

"Go and kill a spiritual pig later, and mix ten kilograms of spiritual pork into it every day. In this way, someone will definitely buy it!"

As soon as these words came out, Hongyan's eyes lit up.

Yes!

Her shopkeeper is the special supplier of spiritual birds in Ziyun Peak. Many people want to eat this spiritual pork but can't.

The spiritual pigs in the backyard weigh hundreds or thousands of kilograms, and one is enough for several months!

"As you wish!"

"Don't forget something." Chen Mo reminded him.

"Well, I'll give it to Mei Daguanshi when I'm done, and let him sell it. Don't mention it's you! And no one will find out." Hongyan raised the corner of her mouth and said with a smile.

Chen Mo nodded slightly.

...

The next day, Hongyan quietly found Mei Hua.

Song Yunxi had already told him what to do and what not to say.

After following Master Song for so many years, Mei Hua, no matter how arrogant he became, still had a plan for doing things.

After getting ready, he sent people carrying large and small food boxes to the inn closest to Master Song's mansion, which was also the place where most Qingyang Sect monks lived.

As soon as he entered the door, he shouted directly:

"Fresh spiritual vegetables produced by Master Song's mansion, fresh spiritual vegetables produced by Master Song's mansion, one bite will make you energetic, two bites will make you full of spiritual energy..."

However, no matter how he shouted, these Qingyang Sect disciples were not interested.

What kind of spiritual vegetables have they not eaten?

What good things can a small market sell?

These days, only the Wenxiang Pavilion has left a good impression on them.

Seeing that the people around him were indifferent, Mei Hua was a little embarrassed, but he remembered what Hongyan had told him, so he opened two food boxes and let the still steaming spiritual vegetable fragrance spread out.

The cultivators who were not interested at first could not help but frowned the moment they smelled it.

They had eaten Qingyelan and Huanglingcaohua before.

But why was the spiritual energy emitted different from what they had eaten before?

Among them, Tian Jian was the fastest!

He stepped forward, snatched the food box from Mei Hua's hand, and asked, "How much?"

"One portion of ten catties, five taels of spiritual sand."

"Five taels?"

Tian Jian frowned. He had bought it at Chiyun Peak, but it was only three taels.

It was sold for five taels here!

However, after a brief hesitation, he still took out the spiritual sand and paid: "One portion of Huanglingcaohua."

"Here!" Mei Hua was overjoyed. He didn't expect it to be sold so easily.

While others were still waiting to see if this portion of spiritual vegetables was worth the price, Tian Jian had already started eating it.

The Huanglingcaohua tasted very fresh.

It should have been picked just this year.

Originally, he thought it was just a portion of spiritual vegetables, but after picking up two chopsticks, he found that there were actually quite a few pieces of meat hidden inside!

He tasted a piece with some confusion.

When the fresh taste and abundant spiritual energy entered his mouth, Tian Jian finally understood!

This portion, sold for five taels of spiritual sand, is absolutely worth it!

The meat alone is worth the price.

He quickly flipped through it, but after flipping through it again and again, he only found three pieces of meat.

"Is this meat sold separately?"

Mei Hua shook her head and said, "The owner also got it through connections. This spiritual pork can only be used for seasoning, not sold directly."

"Then I'll have another portion!"

Tian Jian spent another five taels of spiritual sand without hesitation.

Whether it's Qingyelan or Huanglingcaohua, the taste is really good, and no one would question it if it was sold for four taels.

What's more, there is spiritual pork in it, five taels is definitely worth the money!

Seeing that he bought two portions alone, the other disciples of Qingyang Sect also began to be eager to try.

Many things need someone to take the lead. In a short while, twenty portions of spiritual vegetables were sold out.

"Any more?"

"One more."

Now, the situation has completely changed.

Facing a group of cultivators at the sixth or seventh level of Qi Refining, Mei Hua could not resist.

He waved his hands and said, "No more, no more. The owner said that this kind of spiritual vegetable can only be supplied in limited quantities, only twenty portions a day."

"Twenty portions? So little? How can it be enough to eat!" Wang Zongwan said with some dissatisfaction.

"Dear Taoist friends, I will deliver it to you on time tomorrow, on time tomorrow!"

After saying this, Mei Hua hurriedly led his people away.

He had a hunch that if he didn't leave, he would be torn apart by this group of people.

But it's useless to tear him apart. Hongyan only sent 200 kilograms. If it's gone, it's gone!

Back to the abbey owner's house, Song Yunxi, who was still listening to music in the backyard, was a little surprised: "So fast? No one buys?"

"How can it be possible." Mei Hua hurried forward to report, "It was all gone in a short while. Abbey owner, I think we can do this business. It's really profitable. Those disciples want to buy them all. 200 kilograms a day is really too little!"

In the yard, the female cultivators of the Wenxiang Pavilion twisted their graceful dances.

Song Yunxi's face was surprised at first, and then helpless: "Let me ask you, how many spiritual vegetables did the entire White Snake Market receive last year?"

Mei Hua was stunned, recalled and said: "About 20,000 kilograms."

"How many days can 20,000 kilograms be sold?"

This account couldn't be simpler.

In fact, when the abbey owner asked this question, he realized the problem.

Even if all 20,000 kilograms were sold, according to the supply of 200 kilograms a day, it would only take three months!

Thinking of this, Mei Hua felt a little embarrassed.

"So, this kind of spiritual stone is something that can be earned as much as possible, there is no other way!"

"What if other spiritual plant husbands are asked to grow spiritual vegetables?"

"What about the grain tax? Do you pay it or do I pay it?" Song Yunxi rolled his eyes, "I say, butler Mei, do you not know how to use your brain now? Or do you use your brain to get spiritual sand?"

This sentence made Mei Hua's face pale!

Some things, Song Yunxi does not ask, does not mean that he does not know!