Chapter 21 Seed prices have increased! (Please recommend and collect)

Chen Mo wrapped up in the cotton coat he brought from the secular world and pushed a cart full of grain into the market.

More than a month has passed since the harvest season, and the market is a little deserted.

However, Lingzhifu is Lingzhifu and Fangshi is Fangshi. The relationship between the two is almost negligible.

After all, how much money does Ling Zhifu have? How much spiritual sand and spiritual stone can be consumed?

The popularity of this place relies on those casual cultivators who add blood to their knife wounds and tie their heads to their belts.

These days, whether it’s killing people or killing monsters, which one doesn’t make more money than farming and mining? It's just that these casual cultivators didn't even bother to snatch the bit of spiritual sand in Ling Zhifu's hand.

Chen Mo pushed a cart of grain through the relatively lively Fangshi neighborhood. Occasionally, a few stall owners cast surprised glances, wondering why he came to sell grain at this time.

However, they don't really care.

Soon, Chen Mo arrived at Niu's shop. The guard at the door announced, and then, with the other's disdainful eyes and words, he was led from the back door to the backyard.

He also knew that Ling Zhifu's status was very low.

It's so low that anyone except the miners in the black mines can step on it.

Chen Mo didn't care about the looks of these people, because he knew very well that no matter what world he was in, whether it was a game or reality, strength was the most important thing!

Those gossips or sarcastic remarks will only be slapped in the face like crazy in the face of absolute strength.

And what he has to do is to keep practicing hard and then have the strength to slap him in the face!

After waiting for a while, Wei Wuwei came out wearing carved clothes.

The moment he saw Chen Mo, the other party was slightly surprised, then smiled lightly and said, "I thought you wouldn't come."

"Last year when I was selling grain, I encountered a robbery on the road. This year I thought I would come later to avoid running into him again."

Chen Mo had already thought of the reason, not to mention that the reason was completely tenable.

"Jie Cultivator?" Wei Wuwei frowned, "How dare there be a Jie Cultivator in Guchenfang City!"

"Boss Wei, you don't know?"

Judging from the other party's expression, it doesn't look like he's pretending, but it's obvious that there are Jie cultivators around Fang City!

"Where? I want to see who dares to act recklessly in Guchenfang City!"

Wei Wuwei was furious, but how could Chen Mo know where Jie Xiu was?

He shook his head and said, "If they don't jump out, I don't know where they are."

"In this case, if you can provide clues, I will reward you with 10 taels of spiritual sand per head."

"Thank you, Boss Wei!"

Twelve ounces of spiritual sand was not a small sum of money for Ling Zhifu, but for Niu's shop, it was almost the same as sending it away to beg for food.

Even Chen Mo looks down on him now!

"How much grain have you harvested just now?"

With the robbery and repair incident coming to an end, Wei Wuwei turned his attention to Chen Mo's wooden cart.

There are six bags coded on it. If nothing else, this kid has made a lot of money this year!

"More than six hundred kilograms, I haven't weighed the exact number yet."

Wei Wuwei snapped his fingers, and soon two waiters came forward to help with the weighing, and then whispered the number into the steward's ear.

"642 pounds, it seems you made the right bet last year!"

"Thanks to God."

Chen Mo smiled back.

Wei Wuwei nodded and said: "You will be charged 100 catties for the rent, 50 catties for the seeds, and you will be charged 500 catties for the rest. How can I change it?"

"Are you still charging ten to one?"

"Linghuang rice has always been priced at this price. As long as Niu's shop is open for a day, I won't treat you Lingzhifu badly."

The price is quite reasonable.

It’s better than the No. 1, 2, and 3 Grain Stations, where you get ten to one, and you have to make a verbal commitment!

Of course, now Chen Mo also knows that the owner is behind Niu's shop, and credibility is naturally the most important. After all, Ling Zhifu can be regarded as his personal "asset" after all.

"Thank you, Boss Wei. I have ten Bigu Pills and the remaining 42 taels of Spiritual Sand. Keep the rest for seeds."

"80 kilograms of grain for 1 kilogram and 6 taels of seeds?" Wei Wuwei suddenly frowned slightly.

"Yes."

"Can't change it."

"Why? Wasn't it always this price before?" Chen Mo asked, but he was cursing secretly in his heart!

"The price of seeds has increased. You don't know how troublesome breeding is. It takes a lot of effort just to cultivate the seeds."

"Transfer Qi?"

Chen Mo became interested.

As for the increase in seed prices, he put it aside for the time being.

"You want to know?" Wei Wuwei asked, squinting his eyes.

"I have been planting grain for two years, and I really want to know where the seeds come from? Why can't the grain we harvest sprout?"

"In that case, I will say a few more words." Wei Wuwei obviously meant this, "The reason why they are different between spiritual rice and spiritual rice is because spiritual rice contains the purest spiritual energy in the world. But it is precisely Because of this pure spiritual energy, the vitality of the spiritual rice itself is covered by the spiritual energy, making it difficult to break through the shackles and give birth to new life. "

Chen Mo heard it clearly. He had never heard of these theories before.

"As for the Qi transfer spell, it was originally a grafting method born out of the magic way. After generations of spiritual planters improved it, it evolved into the current Qi transfer spell. It can temporarily block the spiritual energy in the spiritual plant, and wait for it to be stored in the seed. The vitality appears, and then the seed is transferred back to become a spiritual seed. However, the spell itself is very expensive and the success rate is extremely low!"

Wei Wuwei talked eloquently, while Chen Mo nodded frequently.

If this is the case, then the Qi transfer spell itself is used for breeding, and his talent increases the success rate.

"Senior, what is your success rate?"

"30 catties of Linghuang rice can produce 1 catty of Linghuang rice seeds."

Chen Mo couldn't help but frown.

30 catties for 1 catty, then 1 catty and 6 taels of rice seeds itself requires 50 catties!

Add the processing fee, 80 catties is also reasonable.

"Why, do you think it's easy? 30 catties for 1 catty, but you need to practice the "Air Transfer Technique" to master it. Generally, the consumption of skilled level is about 50 catties."

Wei Wuwei explained again.

"Then senior, what do you think the price of seeds is now?"

"This year it has risen to 100 catties of grain for 1 catty of seeds. If it is 1 catty and 6 taels, I will give you a cheap price and buy you 150 catties."

"Boss Wei..."

Chen Mo looked a little embarrassed, but in his heart he cursed the other party's ancestors.

It is obvious that the Niu family shop is raising the price just because the Lingzhifu has had a good harvest for two consecutive years.

The reason why they don't make a fuss about the price of grain is that they are worried that the Lingzhifu will sell the Ling rice to other grain stations. After all, he is not the only one in the whole market.

But seeds are different.

They are the only family that can produce seeds stably.

Chen Mo speculated that other grain stations were not unable to grow them, but were intimidated by the power of the abbey owner!

"Is the price the same for other spiritual plants?" Chen Mo asked cautiously.

"It's the same price!"

"Okay, the rest will be exchanged for 35 taels of spiritual sand."

Wei Wuwei smiled and nodded: "Friend Chen, wait a moment."

Just as the other party turned around to leave, Chen Mo suddenly asked: "Can I practice the Qi-transfer technique?"