Chapter 485: Any Spiritual Vegetable Has Spiritual Energy

Qin Bi looked down on Qin He. She paused briefly, then turned to her eldest brother Qin Tang: "Answer me first: why do you say Qin He isn't fit for farming? I recall Qin He boasting of having full-level fortune and declaring in the manor that she would grow spiritual vegetables to share with the cousins in the Marquis's manor."

She had already made those claims, and Qin He still boasted of full-level fortune. Why then did Qin Tang say she wasn't fit for farming? Shouldn't Qin He be capable of anything? She believed so herself!

"Sigh." Qin Tang glanced away with a look of exasperation, unwilling to speak. After a moment, he said, "Anyone who has cleared wasteland knows you must first pull the weeds, tidy the land, then turn the soil. Qin He can't even tidy the land properly."

Qin Xun added, "That's not the main issue. The key is summoning rain and snow. Qin He is usually decent at it; after all, she is a disciple of the Immortal Sect and skilled in summoning rain and snow. However, she only summoned a little drizzle and snowflakes, not enough to even wet the ground."

How could they reclaim wasteland like that? She simply wasn't cut out for it.

After hearing this, Qin Bi picked up some boiled melon seeds and began shelling them. She figured Qin He was just like that: the loudest about how capable she was turned out to be the most incompetent. For Qin He to know how to farm? That would be strange.

Qin Bi ate a seed before answering Qin Xun's earlier question: "Every time we summon rain or snow, Qin He claims it's her luck and fortune. If that's the case, this time we'll just quietly grow spiritual vegetables without saying a word. If Qin He doesn't know we've grown spiritual vegetables, how could she go to the Marquis's manor and claim it's her fortune? Mainly because Qin He doesn't know we've grown spiritual vegetables on the wasteland torn open by our Third Uncle."

Qin Tang and Qin Xun exchanged a glance. Since Qin He didn't even know they had grown spiritual vegetables, the small fortune group of the Qin Yan Marquis's manor had nothing to do with her. If it were truly her fortune, she would have jumped out to claim credit long ago.

The descendants of the Qin Yan Marquis's manor were sharp. Qin Tang and Qin Xun had already suspected this; with Qin Bi's words, they agreed wholeheartedly. Thus, they would quietly grow spiritual vegetables and make their fortune, telling Qin He nothing.

If the small fortune group was indeed drawn by Qin He's luck and fortune, Qin He would naturally go to the manor to claim credit.

"Just wait," Qin Tang said. "We several families have divided the spiritual vegetables. We won't finish them in half a day, so we'll eat slowly and see how Qin He reacts. These next few days, we'll continue following our eldest cousin to reclaim wasteland."

"Then let's wait," Qin Bi smiled. "Let's see if Qin He finds out we've grown spiritual vegetables on the wasteland."

If it were Qin He's fortune, she should know.

Even if it were her fortune, she herself is completely unaware. Sorry, no one would think it's her fortune. Unable to protect her own fortune, she's just a useless waste.

In the cultivation world, there is no shortage of trash.

If it's trash trying to pass itself off as something it's not, that won't work either.

Others aren't soft persimmons, you know? Letting Qin He steal credit.

Go ahead and steal. The Fourth and Third Branches are waiting, waiting for Qin He to find out they've grown spiritual vegetables on the wasteland and come to claim it.

In the following days, Qin Bi stayed home caring for the children, while Rong Juan was busy with cultivation and court affairs.

The young prince isn't returning to the palace. Isn't it great to stay at the Rong Prince's manor? He watches the children for the Rong Heir, the Great Yan Emperor rewards him with gifts, and the Rong Heir doesn't treat him poorly. Besides, the Rong Heir's wife grows more spiritual vegetables than they can eat.

Although none are high-grade spiritual vegetables, every spiritual vegetable has spiritual energy! It is especially beneficial for low-level cultivators and children. The Rong Heir's wife isn't stingy; if the children are well cared for, whatever Rong Yang and Rong Chi eat, the young prince gets a share too.

The young prince calculated and decided not to return to the palace.

The Great Yan Emperor has full-level fortune. When Qin Tan tore open a patch of wasteland in the county and grew spiritual vegetables, the Emperor's secret guards reported it quickly. The Great Yan Emperor was waiting for Qin Tan to submit a memorial.

As it turned out, Qin Tan didn't need court rewards.

"What's going on?" the Great Yan Emperor asked the Prime Minister.

The Prime Minister thought for a moment: "Every time Qin He summons rain and snow to grow spiritual vegetables, she claims it's her fortune and luck. Probably the Third and Fourth Branches of the Qin Yan Marquis's manor got annoyed, stopped playing along, grew spiritual vegetables themselves to eat, and left Qin He out in the cold."

They grew spiritual vegetables without mentioning it, quietly making their fortune. If Qin He wanted to steal credit, she wouldn't even know what to steal; she knows nothing. These past few days, she's been working sporadically on the wasteland.

Qin He uses a summoning magic treasure; as a disciple of the Immortal Sect, she doesn't lack summoning treasures.

However, Qin He hasn't grown any spiritual vegetables on the wasteland.

The Great Yan Emperor hissed, "Qin He has a magic treasure."

The Prime Minister frowned: "What if her magic treasure reveals that Qin Tan and the others have grown spiritual vegetables?"

The Great Yan Emperor nodded. The ruler and minister waited to see the magic power of the treasure.

What happened? Several days passed, entering the sixteenth month, and Qin He still showed no reaction. The Qin Heir led the younger generation of the Marquis's manor to reclaim wasteland. The fields they cleared weren't large, and their summoning of rain and snow was mediocre.

On the wasteland, spiritual energy is scarce and spiritual power is suppressed. Summoning more rain and snow is truly difficult. Qin He was very confident at first, but later, after planting vegetables, only a few sprouted. Qin He fell silent.

Qin Yan asked, "Are they spiritual vegetables?"

Qin He replied, "No."

Seeing Qin He was unhappy, Qin Yan didn't bring it up again. They had agreed that Qin He would grow spiritual vegetables and give them to her. Qin Yan glanced at the vegetables in Qin He's field; there weren't even many ordinary vegetables, let alone any spiritual ones.

"Sister Qin He is a disciple of the Immortal Sect!" Qin Yan asked Qin Jue, "What's going on? I was waiting to eat the spiritual vegetables Sister Qin He grows. I checked; in half an acre of field, there isn't a single spiritual vegetable."

Qin Jue remained calm: "The soil is hard in winter; nothing grows naturally. Qin He shouldn't plant vegetables in winter. If she really wants to grow spiritual vegetables, it's best to wait until spring."

"Sigh." Qin Yan sighed. She had been eagerly waiting to eat spiritual vegetables.

Now, she had to wait until spring.

Qin Tang and Qin Xun saw that Qin He disliked farming, snorted coldly, and returned to tell Qin Bi, Qin Lang, and the others. By now, the Third and Fourth Branches had already eaten all the spiritual vegetables.

It would be strange if Qin Tang and Qin Lang didn't mock Qin He. Every time she summoned and grew spiritual vegetables, she claimed it was her fortune. Go ahead and steal the credit then! Qin He knows nothing; they were just waiting for her not to steal.

Her fortune? Ridiculous.

The Great Yan Emperor was also disappointed in Qin He. A hopeless thing! He had thought she had great ability. Every time the small fortune group went to spread fortune, Qin He claimed it was her fortune.

See? As long as the Rong Heir's wife summons and grows spiritual vegetables while keeping quiet, Qin He knows nothing.

The young prince went to the palace once and returned to the Rong Prince's manor that same day.

The little dumpling happily asked the young prince brother to hold him. Qin Bi handed the little dumpling to the young prince. Rong Yang practiced calligraphy while fruits roasted on the stove. The atmosphere was very leisurely. The little dumpling grabbed some boiled melon seeds and put them in the young prince's hand.

"Heir's Wife," the young prince said, "have you ever thought that Qin He might be stealing the Marquis's manor's fortune?"