Chapter 53: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 53: Each Has Their Own Changes, Man, Dog, and Chicken Chee
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Protagonist:
Xu Zhangqing
"Yes, yes, yes." Han Xin grinned, revealing a row of white teeth: "I originally thought you were just a little brother following Li Sancai around, but I didn't expect your winemaking skills to be so excellent."
"Uh." Xu Zhangqing looked slightly embarrassed.
Han Xin seemed not to realize this was hurtful, continuing carelessly: "Ever since Pei Mo followed Li Lingbi to the Central Region, I've been craving this wine."
Xu Zhangqing's heart stirred: "Can I ask you to install an array?"
Since the other party was chosen by Li Lingbi as "one of our own."
It showed they definitely had talent in arrays.
Han Xin took a sip of spirit rice wine, then wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth with his hand before replying: "Sure."
"What's the price?" Xu Zhangqing looked curious.
Han Xin thought for a moment: "Forget spirit stones, I have a huge pile in my storage bag. You can pay me with spirit rice wine afterward."
Hearing that he didn't want spirit stones, Xu Zhangqing's eyes lit up: "How many jin do you plan to take?"
Han Xin smacked his lips: "Since we're our own people, I'll give you a friend price: 100 jin of spirit rice wine for installing a set of low-grade arrays."
"Not impossible." Xu Zhangqing thought it over and agreed.
100 jin of second-grade spirit rice wine converts to 20 middle-grade spirit stones.
At current market prices, a set of low-grade arrays costs 15 middle-grade spirit stones.
Though it was a slight loss.
But it was fine, at least he made an Array Master acquaintance.
Afterward, the two exchanged communication talismans.
Next, Xu Zhangqing directly packed up his stall.
And began helping Hu Bugui sell spirit beasts.
Perhaps because he benefited from Xu Zhangqing selling spirit rice wine.
Quite a few people actually inquired about prices.
Even bought spirit beasts.
He earned quite a bit over the whole day.
Much better than the past few years.
Time came to afternoon, stall time ended, but the two did not go back.
It was still early, they could wander around.
See what new things there were at the Hongfeng Valley Market these days.
Wandering around, they didn't see many new things.
But they bought quite a lot of food.
Either pastries popular in Wai Jie.
Or delicacies containing spiritual energy.
Though they were all cultivators.
Normally they ate spirit rice.
Drank spirit spring water.
But one had to admit, food from Wai Jie had a unique flavor.
Especially containing that familiar yet gradually distant "smoke and fire air."
Suddenly, three familiar faces walked toward them.
They were Zhao Ziyao, Zhao Ying, and Zhang Er.
When they saw Xu Zhangqing, they were collectively stunned.
Zhang Er was fine, their relationship was originally poor.
Zhao Ziyao and Zhao Ying instead had extremely complex expressions.
Especially Zhao Ziyao, after a moment of hesitation, asked Zhang Er beside him in a low tone: "Senior Brother Zhang, can you lend me 10 jin of second-grade spirit rice?"
"How so?" Zhang Er looked at him in surprise.
Zhao Ziyao pointed at Xu Zhangqing and said: "I owe him."
Hearing this, Zhang Er narrowed his eyes, thought it over, and nodded: "Yes, but it will be deducted from your resources."
Zhao Ziyao was stunned, then showed an extremely unwilling expression.
After encountering trouble last time, he had no choice but to rely on Zhang Er.
Though the spirit field was still his, every harvest had to be shared with the other party.
Therefore, he was actually not much different from a tenant farmer like Zhao Ying.
Originally resources were scarce, and cultivation was slow.
Now a portion also had to be deducted.
But there was no choice, who let him run into a creditor here.
He had owed for nearly a year, and felt somewhat guilty in his heart.
Zhang Er asked somewhat impatiently: "How about it?"
"Fine." Zhao Ziyao took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and agreed.
Afterwards, Zhang Er pulled out ten jin of second-grade spirit rice from his storage bag.
But he did not hand it to the other party; instead, with a look of disdain, he threw it on the ground.
Seeing this, Zhao Ziyao's expression sank, and a surge of anger rose in his heart.
At this moment, Zhao Ying beside him secretly tugged at the corner of his clothes.
In the end, Zhao Ziyao trembled all over as he bent down, picking up the ten jin of second-grade spirit rice from the ground like a beggar begging for food.
He immediately came before Xu Changqing without saying a word.
He directly stuffed the spirit rice into his bosom, then turned around and went back.
Seeing this, Xu Changqing's gaze swept over Zhao Ziyao, Zhao Ying, and Zhang Er one by one.
He never expected that these three people—or rather, two of them—would come together.
Zhao Ziyao was not like Zhao Ying; he possessed a talent for planting.
In the Outer Perimeter, he passed the assessment in just two attempts and was promoted to Formal Disciple.
Logically speaking, he had a bright future ahead.
But times had changed.
The four people who were once promoted together.
Lin An was caught for breach of contract, and no one knew what he was doing.
Zhao Ziyao and Zhao Ying both defected to Zhang Er and became tenant farmers.
Zhang Er laughed sinisterly: "Junior Brother Xu, long time no see; you're getting more and more carefree."
Xu Changqing looked at him with an indifferent gaze and casually asked: "Senior Brother Zhang, have you been well lately?"
Zhang Er glanced at the aggrieved Zhao Ziyao, then said meaningfully: "Of course I'm well; it would be even better if you joined too."
Except for Hu Bugui, everyone here understood.
After all, Xu Changqing, Zhao Ziyao, and Zhao Ying were promoted together.
Xu Changqing shrugged: "Thank you, Senior Brother Zhang, for your regard, but I am now following Senior Brother Li Sancai and cannot spare time temporarily."
Hearing this, Zhang Er raised an eyebrow, involuntarily stepped forward a few paces, came before Xu Changqing, the two looked at each other with only each other's reflection in their eyes, then sneered coldly: "I knew that the person who helped you back then was Li Sancai; it's a pity that compared to my cousin Zhang Su, he ultimately falls short."
Xu Changqing smiled slightly: "Senior Brother Zhang Su, I met him once at Li Lingbi's birthday banquet last time; it's a pity he left too quickly, and we didn't get to catch up."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Er's pupils shrank instantly; after a moment of uncertainty, he turned his face and shouted sternly at Zhao Ziyao and Zhao Ying behind him: "What are you standing there for? Let's go!"
Watching the other party's departing back in a hurry.
Xu Changqing revealed a mocking smile.
Zhang Er originally wanted to disgust me with his cousin Zhang Su.
After all, what happened last time was still fresh in his memory.
But not only did it not succeed, it instead gave him a fright.
Li Sancai's status in the Spirit Fields was indeed not as good as Zhang Su's; this was obvious to all.
But he had an advantage that many people did not have.
That was his cousin Li Lingbi.
This genius of three mutually generating spiritual roots was not only about to break through to the Golden Core Stage.
But what made Zhang Er fear him even more was his master behind him.
This was a Nascent Soul True Monarch that even the entire Zhang Family could not afford to offend.
Hu Bugui asked with a displeased face: "Who the hell is this idiot?"
Xu Changqing shook his head: "Count him as half an acquaintance."
Hu Bugui curled his lips: "This person's mouth is too asking for a beating."
Xu Changqing, however, did not care, but called out: "Come on, let's go home."
Immediately, the two walked out of Hongfeng Valley Market.
For the first half of the road, they still used the Flying Paper Crane.
Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the entrance of Ling Beast Valley, Hu Bugui summoned his Spirit Beast Camel, then said with a smile: "Dao Friend Xu, see you next year!"
"Alright, see you next year!" Xu Changqing clasped his hands in salute.
Soon, Hu Bugui ran far away.
Xu Changqing, on the other hand, rode the Flying Paper Crane alone.
He finally returned home before the sun set.
"Woof woof!" The yellow dog excitedly rubbed against his master's feet.
The guinea fowl was as usual, stepping on the armrest of the chair.
Seemingly ruling Tian Xia, in reality a pair of black eyeballs rolled around.
No one knew what it was thinking.
Xu Changqing squatted down, stroking the dog's head and said with a smile: "A Dao Friend has already given you a name; from now on you will be called 【Wangwang】!"
"Woof woof!" Wangwang grinned and laughed foolishly.
Xu Changqing stood up, walking toward the kitchen while chattering: "Many things happened today at Hongfeng Valley Market..."
He did not care whether Wangwang and the guinea fowl could understand.
He confided to himself.
After all, there was no second living person to be found here.
This year was the first year of becoming a Formal Disciple.
Last year, only spirit rice and Wangwang kept him company.
And this year, not only was a guinea fowl added.
Even the food was especially abundant.
Roasted sweet potatoes, chili peppers stir-fried with cabbage, chili peppers stir-fried with chicken eggs, half a watermelon, and all kinds of desserts.
Whether prepared by themselves or bought at Hongfeng Valley Market.
In short, there was a huge pile, and the table couldn't hold them all.
Soon, one person, one dog, and one chicken sat at the edge of the table.
Before them was steaming hot food.
Xu Zhangqing personally filled Wangwang and the Pearl Chicken's bowls with water, then poured a cup of Spirit Rice Wine into his own small wine cup, raised it, and said: "Wangwang is another year older; from now on, honestly guard the house and don't run around anymore."
Pearl Chicken, don't always be anxious; if I wanted to eat you, I would have killed you long ago.
As for me, this year I've worked hard enough, but I must avoid pride and impatience, and next year I'll strive to do better.
Cheers!!!
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