Chapter 188: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 188 Selling Rice Early

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

By the time Xu Zhangqing left the Di Huo Qu and returned to the spirit field, it was already evening.

Wangwang and the guinea fowl curled up in their nests to rest.

The Fortress stood motionless beneath the Yang Shu, like a withered tree.

Xu Zhangqing couldn't be bothered to cook; he lay down on the bed and continued studying the Blazing Yang Finger.

Not until the latter half of the night, when his spirit gradually grew weary, did he close his eyes to sleep.

But he hadn't rested long before, at six o'clock, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Having farmed for years, his biological clock had already been established.

Unless he was especially exhausted, he would wake up precisely on time.

Chores like cleaning manure and pulling weeds were now handled by the Fortress.

Xu Zhangqing came to the Ling Field Second Mu where the mutant mother rice and child rice were planted to check the situation; seeing no problem, he immediately summoned the Companion Green Lotus and released the Green Lotus Domain.

Letting them "pull up seedlings to help them grow," he himself turned and walked toward the Stone House.

Today, after finishing the morning's business, he planned to go to the Loose Cultivator Market.

Although it was a few days earlier than the time agreed with the Sun Family.

But there was no choice; in six days he had to go to the Pill Furnace, and the two things happened to coincide.

For a moment, the sound of "ding ling dang lang" rang out in the Kitchen.

It lasted nearly one full hour before stopping.

Xu Zhangqing made all the breakfast, lunch, and dinner that Wangwang and the guinea fowl needed to eat in one go.

Of course, he didn't put them in their food bowls, but handed them to the Fortress, which wasn't on patrol, so it could feed them precisely on time.

Actually, the guinea fowl was fine; its stomach pouch was small and it couldn't eat much.

Wangwang was different; it ate especially much, could eat and sleep and was also able to defecate a lot.

Everything ready, Xu Zhangqing stepped on the Big Leaf Grass and flew toward the Zhuqi Peak.

Because it was freezing cold, there were no pedestrians on the road.

At Zhuqi Peak in winter, the foot traffic indeed decreased.

There weren't even a few stall vendors to be seen.

Yet the battles on the Arena were still in full swing.

Xu Zhangqing saw it in his eyes and estimated the time in his heart: "It seems that when spring opens next year, the Formal Disciple Grand Competition will begin; no wonder these people are training desperately."

Just then, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Who?

Li Sancai!

At this moment, the other party stood on Arena Number Seven, fighting a Metal Spirit Root cultivator.

Because of mutual restraint of attributes, Li Sancai was very passive, always dodging.

But as time passed, he was not quickly defeated by the Metal Spirit Root.

While flashing and maneuvering, he even tried to counterattack.

The firmness in his gaze.

The seriousness in his appearance.

The whole person, compared to a few months ago, was like a transformation through rebirth.

Xu Zhangqing was greatly surprised: "It seems the last incident dealt quite a blow to Senior Brother Li."

The other party came so early, probably didn't want to be seen by acquaintances.

Therefore, he didn't step forward to cheer them on; after watching for a while, he turned and walked toward the Sword Pavilion.

One hour later, he smoothly arrived at Dongqing City where the Loose Cultivator Market was located.

Same as usual, after a disguise he investigated today's spirit rice ratio.

First-grade spirit rice, except top-grade which had some adjustment, was almost the same as last time.

Inferior ratio was 1:6.

High-quality ratio was 1:5.

Top-grade ratio was 1:2.

But the ratio of second-grade spirit rice had quite a change.

Inferior was 1:1.7.

High-quality was 1:1.5.

Top-grade was 1:1.1.

Overall, the prices of inferior and high-quality second-grade spirit rice had decreased somewhat.

It looked like the New Year was coming soon; many loose cultivator spirit farmers were selling off their stock.

Only top-grade spirit rice saw increased demand while prices also rose.

Indicating many buyers, but the quantity was still just that much.

Xu Zhangqing saw it in his eyes and secretly thought: "Wait a bit more; if it can rise to a 1:1 ratio, I'll immediately sell off a portion."

Afterwards, he bought one thousand jin of high-quality spirit rice produced from second-grade spirit fields at once.

Since it was only for brewing high-quality spirit rice wine, there was no need to buy an especially large amount.

Originally five hundred jin was enough, but this time's ratio was a bit tempting, so he couldn't resist.

One thousand jin would be absolutely fine for half a year.

After leaving the Lingmi Jiaoyidian, Xu Zhangqing took out Sun Peng's Communication Talisman.

He planned to conduct a transaction with the other party first, and obtain last month's share from the Wine Shop.

The remaining time was specially used for purchasing.

For example, buying some furniture and ornaments for the house.

Especially replacing the bed.

Sleeping on a Wooden Board Bed every day, he had truly had enough.

He was at Foundation Establishment Stage after all; there was no need to wrong himself.

Then look for pill formulas and pill furnaces for alchemy.

And the tools and books needed for Artifact Refining.

Of course, while at it, check if there was anything about the art of Guile.

To put it plainly, today would be very busy, and there was absolutely no time to wrangle with the Sun Family people.

Finish the transaction early, then get down to serious business early.

"Dao Friend Cai?"

"I've arrived at the Loose Cultivator Market!"

"A bit early this time!"

"Then, I'll come a few days later?"

"No no no... I'm getting up right now!"

At this time, Sun Peng and his partner Lei Yun Na were still lying in bed.

Upon receiving Xu Zhangqing's notification, he immediately got up excitedly.

This immediately drew Lei Yun Na's dissatisfaction, and she asked with a resentful gaze: "Why is it that every time you receive this person's notification, you act as if you've been injected with chicken blood?"

Sun Peng hehe laughed: "You don't understand, this is our family's God of Wealth."

"God of Wealth?"

Lei Yun Na pouted: "You're secretly keeping a lover outside, aren't you?"

Hearing this, Sun Peng's smile froze on his face, then he said unhappily: "I can't even handle you alone, how dare I keep a lover outside?"

Upon hearing this, Lei Yun Na smiled shyly: "Dead ghost~"

Sun Peng changed his clothes and left in a hurry; not long after, he arrived at the agreed location with Xu Zhangqing, the Spring Anticipation Teahouse right across from Changqing Wine House.

Still Third Floor Room B.

Xu Zhangqing chuckled and greeted: "You're here."

Sun Peng asked curiously: "Dao Friend Cai, why are you early this time?"

Xu Zhangqing replied: "After this transaction, I won't be coming before the new year."

Sun Peng suddenly understood: "I see."

Xu Zhangqing didn't waste words, transferring five hundred jin of Top-grade Spirit Rice and two thousand jin of High-quality Spirit Rice Wine from his Small Storage Bag.

Sun Peng stared wide-eyed and said in surprise: "So much?"

Xu Zhangqing waved his hand: "I said I wouldn't come before the new year, so I definitely gave more."

Seeing this, Sun Peng first took out five Middle-grade Spirit Stones, then said with an apprehensive expression: "At first, the Wine Shop was managed by me, but later more and more people came to buy wine, many people with identity, status, and prestige in Dongqing City came to the door on their own initiative, so Father personally took over."

In fact, the High-quality Spirit Rice Wine obtained from Xu Zhangqing had become one of the indispensable social means for the Sun Family in Dongqing City.

As long as it was brought out, the matter was considered settled.

Xu Zhangqing nodded: "We've cooperated so many times, I trust you."

Sun Peng couldn't help but sigh in relief: "Thank you for your trust."

Then, he took out a Communication Token and began contacting his father Sun Rong.

Soon he learned that these five hundred jin of High-quality Spirit Rice Wine had already been sold out.

Fifteen Low-grade Spirit Stones per jin, so those five hundred jin were... 7500 Low-grade Spirit Stones!