Chapter 646 Deacon Zhu Ming, collect rice!

"If it were another deacon in the early stage of foundation building, he would probably be in a hurry even if he wouldn't run away!"

Wei Hong thought secretly in his heart.

This is not because he is arrogant, but because he has a clear understanding of his own strength.

Especially after the battle with three diamond beetles just now, he understood the level of his own strength.

At the same time, he secretly rejoiced in his heart: "Hey, the monster materials delivered to my door can be considered a small profit!"

The three armored beetles in the early stage of foundation building, even if they don't count the monster meat, the armor pieces, sharp teeth, claws, monster skins and other materials on the armor alone are enough to be worth a fortune in spiritual stones.

Otherwise, why would so many monks choose to join the hunting team?

It is because the monster materials are very valuable. As long as a second-level monster is successfully hunted and the materials sold are divided among multiple people, the harvest will not be too small, and the safety is much higher.

At this time, Wei Hong remembered that he had encountered a seriously injured golden-winged eagle before arriving at Cangshan Fairy City. That golden-winged eagle was also a second-level low-grade monster. If you calculate it this way, he now has four items in his hand. The corpse of a second-order low-grade monster.

"Hehe, the corpses of four second-level low-grade monsters should be worth a lot of spiritual stones, especially the golden-winged eagle, whose materials are much more expensive than the Diamond Mountain Armor!"

When Wei Hong thought of this, he couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

He continued to patrol in mid-air to avoid the chaos just now.

More than two hours later, the eight thousand acres of spiritual fields in the valley were officially harvested.

At this time, Wei Hong sensed a slight fluctuation in the formation method.

He immediately came to Taniguchi's position, then took out the prohibition token, made a seal with both hands, and fired a stream of spiritual power towards the formation.

The formation in front of Wei Hong immediately became transparent. When he looked out, he immediately saw an ordinary-looking but tall middle-aged monk appearing outside the formation. There is also an identity token of a third-grade deacon tied around the room.

The fluctuation of spiritual power just now was caused by this person tapping the formation.

After seeing the identity token tied around this person's waist, he immediately controlled the formation to open a portal.

The middle-aged monk outside saw this and immediately flew in, and then the portal behind him disappeared.

"Haha, can we call you Daoist Fellow Wei Hongwei? My Excellency, Zhu Ming, is the deacon in charge of this acquisition of Lingmi!"

When the middle-aged man came in and saw Wei Hong, he immediately greeted him politely.

A deacon also came from the previous acquisition of Lingmi, but it was not this person.

Wei Hong also smiled and cupped his fists and said: "Haha, it turns out to be Fellow Daoist Zhu. Wei is so polite. Fellow Daoist Zhu has come all the way. Please come in quickly!"

Wei Hong is in charge of this place, and he will inevitably have to deal with these deacons who come to buy spiritual rice in the future.

Therefore, he naturally has to have a good relationship with these people, at least not to offend others!

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Wei, you are so polite. Zhu came here mainly to purchase spiritual rice. Let's get down to business first!" Zhu Ming said his request with a smile.

Wei Hong was self-righteous, he smiled and nodded and said: "That's fine, friend Daoist Zhu please!"

"please!"

Having said that, Zhu Ming, led by Wei Hong, quickly arrived at the square in front of the station.

At this time, the spiritual rice farmers had not only harvested all the spiritual rice, but also packed it in special bags and placed them on the square, divided into more than a hundred piles. Each spiritual rice farmer stood on his own. Beside the pile of rice.

After Wei Hong landed on the square with Zhu Ming, he immediately introduced in a loud voice: "Fellow Taoists, this is Taoist friend Zhu Ming and Zhu who is responsible for purchasing spiritual rice. Why don't you come and see me!"

"I've met the deacon!"

More than a hundred Lingzhifu bowed to say hello.

At this time, these Lingzhifus all had beaming smiles on their faces.

Obviously, the harvest of spiritual rice also represents their harvest, and this is the result of half a year of hard work, and they can be rewarded immediately, how can they not be happy?

Zhu Mingze nodded lightly and said: "Well, it seems that the harvest has been completed. In that case, let's start weighing it. Fellow Daoist Wei, what do you think?"

With that said, Zhu Ming turned around and asked Wei Hong for his opinion with a smile.

After all, Wei Hong was the one in charge here, and he did not dare to ignore Wei Hong's ideas.

Naturally, Wei Hong didn't say anything more. He stretched out his hand and said, "No problem, Fellow Daoist Zhu, please!"

Zhu Ming smiled politely, and then took out an object with a very strange structure from the storage bag.

This object seems to be made entirely of brass and looks dark copper in color. It has a base plate one foot long and five feet wide. At one end of the base plate stands a round tube as thick as an arm. The round tube and the bottom plate It is formed in one piece, and there seems to be some unknown red liquid in the round tube.

On the surface of the round tube, very neat and precise scales are carved from bottom to top. Each scale is marked with a different number, and these numbers gradually become larger from bottom to top.

Next to the connection between the round tube and the bottom plate, there is a small groove. There are some simple runes carved around the groove, which extend towards the round tube and the bottom plate.

This is a special scale!

This was also the second time Wei Hong had seen such a scale, so he was naturally not surprised at this time.

Zhu Ming placed the copper scale in the open space in the center of the square, then stood next to it and asked: "Which of you will come first?"

"I'll go first, Mr. Deacon!"

A middle-aged spiritual plant husband who looked a little old spoke first.

The other spiritual plant husbands did not fight for it, after all, the order was actually the same.

Zhu Ming had no objection, he nodded and said: "Okay, move the spiritual rice up!"

After that, he took out a spiritual stone and put it into the groove on the bottom of the copper scale.

The middle-aged spiritual plant husband responded and immediately began to move the bags of spiritual rice.

He placed the bags of spiritual rice neatly on the copper scale, and soon put twenty or thirty bags of spiritual rice.

At this time, Zhu Ming hit the copper scale with a spiritual power, and a light flashed on the surface of the copper scale immediately. Then the red liquid under the round tube began to rise slowly, and finally stopped on a scale above the center.

Seeing this scale, the middle-aged man's face also flashed a trace of joy.

And Zhu Ming directly shouted out the number in public: "First-level high-quality spiritual rice, 6,500 kilograms."

This number is exactly the total harvest of this middle-aged spiritual plant husband after farming once.

The entire spiritual plantation has a total of 8,000 mu of spiritual fields, and there are 183 spiritual planters. On average, each spiritual planter is responsible for cultivating about 43 mu of spiritual fields.

The yield of this first-grade high-quality spiritual rice is about 150 kilograms per mu. Now this middle-aged spiritual planter has harvested 6,500 kilograms, proving that his work in the past six months has definitely not been in vain, and the harvest is also above the average level.