Zhou Shun picked up the spiritual rice seeds and looked at them carefully for a moment.
He asked in confusion: "Fellow Taoist, is there anything strange about your spiritual rice seeds?"
Chu Ming asked: "Is there any spiritual field soil here? As long as the seeds are ripened, you will know what is special about it."
"Fellow Daoist Chu, please wait a moment." Zhou Shun put down the seeds and stood up, then walked out of the door.
Not long after, a flowerpot filled with Lingtian soil was brought.
After planting the seeds, he used the Yunyu Jue and the Acceleration Technique to directly mature the spiritual rice.
Looking at the ears of spiritual rice that grew out, he looked puzzled, "It seems to be no different from ordinary spiritual rice."
"No, wait...the rice ears produced by this spiritual rice plant seem to be longer than ordinary spiritual rice, and it produces more spiritual rice." After he saw the clue, he couldn't help but widened his eyes and said loudly. .
Chu Ming nodded and smiled: "Exactly. Compared with ordinary seeds, the yield of these spiritual rice seeds is increased by about half."
"How's it going, Fellow Daoist Zhou? My spiritual rice seeds should be quite valuable, right?"
Zhou Shun breathed rapidly and nodded seriously, "Although I have never seen this kind of spiritual rice seed before, based on my many years of experience, this thing should be worth at least 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones."
"Low-grade spiritual rice is one of the most important cultivation resources for middle- and lower-level monks."
"The average yield per mu of low-grade spiritual fields can only reach about two hundred kilograms at most, and it is difficult to increase it further."
"And if you use your spiritual rice seeds, the yield per mu of land can be directly increased by ten kilograms. Ten acres of land is equivalent to one hundred kilograms."
"If you plant ten crops a year, you can increase the yield by one thousand kilograms, which is one hundred spiritual stones."
"And the low-grade spiritual fields of a large-scale cultivation sect are at least several thousand acres, and the Biling Valley has more than 10,000 acres of low-grade spiritual fields."
"For Bi Linggu, if this kind of high-yielding spiritual rice seeds are planted, the increase in spiritual rice production per year will be more than one million kilograms, which is hundreds of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones."
"With such a huge amount of training resources added out of thin air, the comprehensive strength of the sect will naturally be greatly improved."
"Of course, if you want to sell it at a high price, you must only sell one copy, and you must not let other seeds appear on the market."
"If this kind of spiritual rice seeds were circulated, everyone would have them, and naturally they would be worthless."
"The price of spiritual rice will also drop accordingly. Apart from benefiting the world of immortal cultivation, it will not be of much benefit to you, fellow Taoist."
"Fellow Taoist, you have probably never given or sold something like this to anyone before, right?"
After listening to Zhou Shun's story, Chu Ming became even more excited. He was really going to get rich now.
He immediately shook his head and said in denial: "No, of course I know the value of this kind of seed. How can I sell it to others?"
Zhou Shun said: "In that case, I'll go find Deacon Song from our auction to come over and appraise the spirit rice again to make sure it's correct before putting it up for auction."
Chu Ming took out the seeds of the other two kinds of spiritual rice and said, "I have two more kinds of spiritual rice, one is the long-grain spiritual rice, and the other is the fragrant rice dumpling."
"Although the value may not be as high as the high-yield spiritual rice, it should be able to sell some spiritual stones."
"No problem, we can put it up for auction together." After Zhou Shun finished speaking, he left the room.
After a while, he led a middle-aged male monk in purple attire, who must be the Deacon Song he mentioned.
Deacon Song briefly exchanged greetings with Chu Ming, and then appraised all three types of spiritual rice.
After sowing several times in a row, the mutation of the spiritual rice seeds still exists and will not weaken. This is how the value of the spiritual rice is completely determined.
Deacon Song smiled and cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations, fellow Taoist, you are going to make a fortune now."
Chu Ming smiled and waved his hand, saying where.
Deacon Song asked again: "Isn't it convenient for you, fellow Taoist, to reveal your identity?"
Chu Ming nodded, "I won't say this, but you should be able to understand."
"Yes." Deacon Song nodded, "Of course I won't ask more about the identity of fellow Taoist."
As he spoke, he took out a white thin-shell mask from the storage bag on his waist and handed it to Chu Ming.
"This is the magic weapon specially made by our Song family in Tianyuan City, the Mask of Impermanence."
"As long as you wear it within the boundaries of Tianyuan City, your face can change freely according to your thoughts."
"Monks under the Nascent Soul realm cannot see through it without using the Song family's unique secret techniques."
"This is a magic weapon we provide specifically for guests who are inconvenient to reveal their identities so as not to meet acquaintances at the auction venue."
Chu Ming was a little surprised and asked: "Did you...give this thing to me?"
Deacon Song nodded with a smile, "Of course, a mere Mask of Impermanence is nothing compared to the revenue that fellow Taoist brought to our auction."
The auction will charge a handling fee of 10% of the transaction price. If his spiritual rice can be sold for 100,000 spiritual stones, the auction can make 10,000.
You won't lose much by giving away a magic weapon that can only be used within Tianyuan City.
The purpose of providing this convenience is to make it easier for him to participate in auctions in the future.
"Thank you." Chu Ming took the mask and put it on his face.
With a thought, the mask blended directly into his skin, and at the same time, his face turned into an ordinary passerby.
Afterwards, under the guidance of the two of them, Chu Ming signed a spiritual contract, guaranteeing that his spiritual rice was an orphan, had never been given to anyone before, and would not be sold again in the future.
Once he breaks the contract, he will suffer the backlash of the spiritual contract, and his body and soul will be destroyed and he will die.
This was naturally to ensure the interests and credibility of their Tianyuan City auction. Chu Ming didn't think it was anything, it was very reasonable.
The starting prices for the three spiritual rice seeds are 50,000 spiritual stones for the high-yield spiritual rice, 500 spiritual stones for the fragrant rice dumplings, and 200 spiritual stones for the long-grain spiritual rice.
The latter two kinds of rice are not expected to be sold at a good price. If they can be sold at the starting price, they will not lose money.
Deacon Song suggested at this time: "Fellow Taoist, I think your spiritual rice seeds can be used as the final auction item this afternoon."
"The "Dragon Sword Codex" is even slightly inferior."
Chu Ming quickly waved his hand and refused, "No, no, I just want to finish filming as soon as possible. I will have something else to do later."
Even though his business is so big, he still has to go back to farming in the afternoon.
"Well, let's arrange for fellow Taoist's seeds to be auctioned at the beginning." Deacon Song said with a smile.
Zhou Shun then led Chu Ming into the venue on the first floor and arranged a place for him in the corner so that he could leave at any time.
At this time, there were already many people in the venue. Looking up, you could still see the group of direct disciples of Shenyi Sect on the third floor.
There is also a group of monks in green sitting in front of the west window on the third floor. They should be from Biling Valley.
The leader was a female cultivator wearing a green silk gauze skirt. She had a bright and moving appearance, a plump figure, fair skin, and a slight smile on her face.
Naturally, the true age cannot be seen, but the external age shown is about thirty years old, which is slightly mature.
The female cultivator seemed to sense his gaze, looked down, and looked at him with a smile.
Chu Ming quickly lowered his head, not daring to look around anymore.
High-level monks regard low-level monks as ants.
Some high-level female nuns have weird tempers and are moody. If they are stared at by men they don't like, they will be killed by raising their hands.
This means that it is inconvenient to do it inside the auction venue.
If it were outside, he would probably explode on the spot if he took one more look at it.
