Chapter 775: Allocating Spirit Fruit and Spirit Fruit Wine, Mother Urges for a Child
Shang Hongxue brought back a batch of spirit fruit and spirit fruit wine; the picking of spirit fruit was arranged by her to have others do it, and there were plenty of free laborers on Longshe Shan—with just a slight command they would automatically pick for her, and they were even happy about it.
Part of the spirit fruit picking also belonged to them; they could eat as much as they wanted, and Shang Hongxue would not mistreat them or stop them from eating, especially Chen Li and Chen Hu, who were Chen Chuyang's younger siblings, so she ought to treat them a little better and not treat them the way she treated Hu Yueer.
Hu Yueer really is someone people can't take a liking to—not even Shang Hongxue can.
Nobody had a pleasant expression toward Hu Yueer all along—not just her, but everyone on Longshe Shan was the same, with no pleasant expression.
"Father, these are the spirit fruits you wanted; first‑grade spirit fruit makes up seventy percent, second‑grade spirit fruit is relatively scarce, but when the next batch ripens there may be a lot more second‑grade fruit, so then I should be able to give you plenty of second‑grade spirit fruit."
"These are spirit fruit wines; the varieties differ, and the vintages differ as well."
"There isn't much spirit fruit wine, so you'd better not drink it all at once; I will brew another batch later, and after the next brewing finishes the amount of spirit fruit wine should roughly double, but the amount I give you will remain the same—I can't give you more."
"The remaining portion of the spirit fruit wine needs to go to the palace of the Great Qi Dynasty; Qi Ruohua had pre‑ordered it, and the same goes for the spirit fruit."
"Longshe Shan has expanded greatly, so the amount of spirit fruit that can be planted will increase; I have told Qi Ruohua's side to gather more spirit fruit—we don't need first‑ or second‑grade fruit, but we do need to plant a batch of third‑ and fourth‑grade spirit fruit."
"The quality of the spirit fruit and the spirit fruit wine needs to be raised; the spirit fruit is the raw material, requiring time and spiritual energy to ferment, which enhances the wine's flavor."
"The secret to brewing spirit fruit wine has been passed to her by Chen Chuyang, and the entire process is carried out by Shang Hongxue."
"Before, Xiao Qianer always accompanied her in this, and this time is no exception."
"Xiao Qianer's path of researching pill refinement cannot be completed quickly; it needs time for study and also a relaxed mood—she cannot simply force herself."
"When she relaxes, that is when she brews the spirit fruit."
"Liu Yuer down the mountain will also help, as will Chen Qinger, her cousin; they will all join in."
"This time, Shang Hongchen has joined as well; this older sister must not let her slack off—when work needs to be done, she still has to work, with no exceptions."
"I understand, I… will issue orders down the line to help gather more spirit fruit trees."
"Is it just this amount of spirit fruit?"
Shang Hongxue directly refused: "No, Father, the amount of spirit fruit is limited; I can't give you any more."
"This batch of spirit fruit has already been allocated in advance; wanting more won't change anything."
Chen Yuan rubbed his hands and smiled: "Has the dragon‑tooth rice and dragon‑blood rice ripened yet? Is that possible?"
"His goal isn't the spirit fruit; it's the dragon‑tooth rice and dragon‑blood rice—that's his true aim."
"The effect of these spirit fruits is decent, but compared to dragon‑tooth rice and dragon‑blood rice it's far inferior."
"Dragon‑blood rice has the strongest effect and is very suitable for him."
"After seeing his wife, he didn't know why, but he felt she had undergone an earth‑shaking change; that aura overwhelmed him, and the terrifying pressure made his body and mind tremble."
"Drawing near, his soul involuntarily trembled along with it—this feeling was highly abnormal."
"This wife of his has always been mysterious, hiding secrets; Chen Yuan knows this, and does not question her."
"He needs dragon‑blood rice to strengthen his power and speed up his cultivation, so he won't be intimidated by his wife any longer."
"After all, he is her husband—how could he be frightened by his wife?"
"You can have some dragon‑tooth rice and dragon‑blood rice, but only a little—not more."
Shang Hongxue sighed: "Father, after the planting area for dragon‑blood rice and dragon‑tooth rice has been expanded, the yield is quite considerable—especially this harvest, which is a bumper crop—but the amount is ultimately limited, so I can't give you too much."
"After setting aside what you're due, I'll give you an extra portion—this is my personal gift to you, and also something Elder Brother Chuyang instructed; take it for your cultivation."
"Father, your strength is too weak; your cultivation advances slowly, and if you don't make a bit more effort, you'll likely be surpassed by others later on."
"That remark was made by Chen Chuyang, and he deliberately had Shang Hongxue say it."
Upon hearing those words, Chen Yuan froze in place.
His facial expression shifted repeatedly, showing a complex mix of feelings.
"Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh."
"I understand."
Chen Yuan received all the items, all of them good, the quantity not small—much more than last year.
"It has doubled; the son is thoughtful, and the daughter‑in‑law is thoughtful as well."
"Hongxue, thank you."
"You're welcome, Father; take your leave slowly."
Chen Yuan descended the mountain, having obtained what he was due, and came down happy.
Only then did Long Ming step out, staring at his back.
"Mother, when are you coming down the mountain?"
Long Ming turned back, grinning with a clenched‑teeth smile: "Hongxue, you're in such a hurry to get Mother down the mountain—are you trying to have a private world with Chuyang?"
"You ought to try harder, striving to give Mother a big, fat son as soon as possible—then Mother will help you raise the child, how about that?"
"The one urging the son has arrived; previously she had never said such things, worried that Hongxue wouldn't accept it."
"Moreover, she knew that pressing too hard would be counterproductive."
"Now is just the right time, after all they've been together for so long yet there's been no movement in the belly."
"Their wedding has also never been held, constantly postponed until now."
"Or rather, they don't want to bother with such formal ceremonies—it's too troublesome, and neither of them likes it."
"This sort of thing is up to them to decide—if they don't want to hold it, they won't—but as for having a child, they still need to… give a little push."
Shang Hongxue's face flushed, she lowered her head and said bashfully: "Mother, I've already been trying very hard."
"I don't know why, but we still haven't had a child—could it be Elder Brother Chuyang's side?"
Long Ming understood—the problem wasn't with this daughter‑in‑law, but with his own son.
"That son must have himself under tight control, preventing Hongxue from getting pregnant."
"At his level of cultivation, he is capable of doing that."
"\"Hongxue, don't worry—I'll speak to Chuyang about this; it's outrageous, how could he do such a thing?"
"\"I'll listen to Mother. \" Shang Hongxue lowered her head; at times like this, all she does is lower her head.
Some things are better said by the mother; Chuyang's older brother is rather afraid of this mother, so let the mother properly educate him a bit—how good.
Long Ming held Shang Hongxue's hand and said, "Don't worry, with mother around, you won't be wronged; if that brat Chuyang dares to bully you, just tell mother, and mother will vent your anger for you."
"Thank you, mother." Shang Hongxue raised her head and called out "mother" beautifully.
Long Ming chatted a lot with Shang Hongxue, his daughter-in-law; most of it was about the children, and from Shang Hongxue's mouth he also learned that his son was very popular, and besides her, there was another woman.
That woman's status was very noble; after Long Ming found out, he was startled.
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