Chapter 442: Rong Juan Is Also a Little Money-Grubber

Outside the manor gate, on the main street, everyone was looking up at the sky.

Dazed, surprised, catching a snowflake, feeling the chill, then immediately delighted.

"It's snowing?" a young noble young master laughed foolishly.

For people in this cultivation world, rain or snow was a cause for great joy; summoning rain or snow required a summoning magic treasure, and also water, wind, and ice spiritual roots.

Otherwise, one could only rely on luck; those with high fortune and luck values could accidentally summon a rain or snowstorm. The young master had not summoned any, nor had his family.

So he thought it was natural snow.

Several noble youths thought the same, looking up in surprise at the heavy snow with joyful expressions. This surprise was simply amazing; they ought to have a good meal to celebrate.

Some cultivators were wise and knew better; seeing the sky earlier, it had not looked like it would rain or snow, so they asked the crowd, "Who summoned the rain or snow?"

Everyone looked at each other, asking whose family had summoned the rain or snow.

The young masters and young ladies of noble families all shook their heads. One said, "My family was going to summon snow, but hadn't yet. Even if we were to summon it, we would do so over the farmlands."

In winter, heavy snow covers the ground, ensuring the soil has enough moisture for crops to grow well.

If it remained dry and cold, the soil would become barren, and crop yields would drop.

"Who is summoning it inside the manor?" A young master in a brocade robe, with white lips and red teeth, remarked, "There are only a few vegetables grown in the manor during winter. Are you stuffed to the point of nonsense?"

Lin Yao, who had just strolled over leisurely, said, "..."

They hadn't even eaten yet. The Rong Rong Shizifei summoned this snow just to eat hot pot. It wasn't nonsense. If it weren't for the Rong Rong Shizifei, the number one strategist Lin Yao would have made fun of it.

But he couldn't. It was the snow summoned by his own Rong Rong Shizifei.

He had intended to summon a light snow, just to create an atmosphere for eating hot pot. Eating hot while admiring the snow was indeed nice. Who knew that the Qin Yan Hou Fu's little luck orb and little auspicious cloud would contribute?

With their contribution, it became a heavy snow.

"We of the Rong Wang Fu summoned the rain and snow," Lin Yao said.

Actually, in the past, there was no need to speak up. The rain and snow didn't fall on the fields; neighbors benefiting from it was a favor. No one would give away a benefit for free, but since it fell inside the manor, it was different.

Lin Yao thought that Qin He loved to steal credit and especially liked to steal the Rong Rong Shizifei's credit, so he had to speak up. Even if he earned a reputation for being stuffed to the point of nonsense, he couldn't let Qin He have any ideas.

The youths of noble and prominent families said, "..."

"You summoned this rain and snow?"

Lin Yao nodded. "I originally intended to summon a light snow..."

"How did it become a heavy snow?" A young noble young master didn't quite believe it and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Don't tell me it's because of high fortune value, so the light snow turned into heavy snow due to good fortune."

"Exactly," another young master said. "Mr. Lin, you have many tricks up your sleeve. Don't fool us."

The number one strategist of the Rong Wang Fu was not awarded that title for nothing; he was full of schemes. Several noble youths were wary. What grade of summoning magic treasure was it? The rain and snow even fell on their respective manors.

"Whether it is fortune value, I cannot say," Lin Yao said with a smile, cheerfully adding, "but it is related to luck. The rain and snow from our Rong Wang Fu carried a bit of luck."

The young young master made a "tsk" sound. See, nonsense.

"Your Rong Wang Fu's luck?" someone asked.

"Actually, it is not the luck of my Rong Wang Fu..." Lin Yao said.

Now everyone was confused. They had thought Lin Yao said it was the Rong Wang Fu's luck.

Lin Yao said no more and returned to the manor to inform Qin Bi. Qin Bi also did not want Qin He to steal the credit for summoning the rain and snow again. She looked up; the Little Five Grains Abundant Cloud, the Little Luck Orb, and the Little Auspicious Cloud were all busy.

"Go outside the manor gate and drop a little snow," Qin Bi told the little Little Tuanzi.

The little Little Tuanzi looked fierce and cute, not very big, but they marched out to the Rong Wang Fu with great momentum. A heavy snowstorm blew down, and goose-feather snowflakes fell on everyone, leaving them stunned.

"Little Luck Orb????"

"And the Little Auspicious Cloud."

"Oh my!"

This was a big deal. Rain and snow summoned was rare. The little Little Tuanzi quickly returned to the Rong He Shizi's courtyard inside the manor to drop snow. Outside the manor gate, it was lively. Rain and snow carrying luck was good.

In a rush, people from various cultivation families lifted their robes and ran home.

"Where are you going?" someone asked.

They wouldn't tell you. They went home to get wooden basins and baskets, then started scooping up snow outside the manor. Those with slow wits opened their eyes; seeing the situation, they immediately ran home, grabbed wooden basins and baskets, and went to scoop snow too.

Lin Yao immediately ordered people to go out and scoop snow. Qin Bi, seeing the little Little Tuanzi all summoning snow, asked Third Uncle and Qin Lang to stay and eat hot pot together, only to see the number one strategist leading people out of the manor.

"What's wrong?" Qin Bi thought Qin He had come to steal credit again.

"To scoop snow," Lin Yao tossed out those words and left with his people, walking with the wind.

Qin Bi: "..."

Since crossing over, Qin Bi had learned something new. Even rain and snow had to be fought over.

While she was still dazed, Qin Lang panicked too and asked Rong Juan, "Rong Juan, where is your wooden basin?"

Rong Juan was also a little money-grubber. She turned her head, looked around the courtyard, and said to the old woman, "Get my uncle a wooden basin."

The old woman went to fetch it, and Qin Lang took the basin and was about to leave.

"Uncle," Rong Juan said, "I'm going too."

The little prince panicked too, holding the little milk Little Tuanzi and not knowing who to give it to. He spun around and asked Qin Bi, "Rong Rong Shizifei, eating hot pot isn't urgent. Can you watch the child for a while?"

Before Qin Bi could say anything, the little milk Little Tuanzi protested, "No way. Go out, scoop snow."

Seeing everyone panicking, Qin Bi quickly took a beast fur cloak from the small couch, wrapped the little milk Little Tuanzi tightly, and the little prince immediately held the little milk Little Tuanzi and chased after the main group. Only Qin Tan stayed with her; Qin Lang and Rong Juan had already run off.

Waiting for the little milk Little Tuanzi? You wouldn't get anything.

Everyone rushed off, leaving Qin Bi disoriented in the wind.

What was so good about fighting over? Scooping snow.

Qin Bi thought for a moment, went to the study in the main hall, took a bowl of soil from a small tea bowl, and gave it to the Little Five Grains Abundant Cloud that summoned the snow. She also gave the Little Luck Orb and the Little Auspicious Cloud a few high-grade spiritual plants.

"Make it snow hard inside the manor," Qin Bi said.

Let everyone go scoop snow. With rain and snow falling inside the manor, would there be a lack of snow???!!!

Little Five, the Grain-Abundant Cloud Treasure, put away the soil; turning back, it began to till the fields to raise its level. Several little Little Tuanzi mobilized their spiritual power as the snow and rain fell harder and harder, sweeping down in a vast, white expanse.

Qin Bi, curious, went out of the Fu to take a look.

On the main street, cultivator families from every Fu were gathering snow, the scene bustling and lively.

Standing at the Fu's gate, Qin Bi was approached by women from cultivator families bringing fresh demon beast meat; without a word, they insisted on giving it to her, along with spirit ginseng and other things, none of them being stingy.