Chen Baiwei looked outside and saw Xiaoba's shadow on the right, and waved.
"Xiaoba, can your turtle shell hide things?"
Xiaoba slowly crawled over and nodded.
A hole slowly opened in the turtle shell, and Chen Baiwei tentatively moved Bai Lingmi over.
I saw a flash of green light on the little eight turtle shell, and the sixty kilograms of Bai Ling rice disappeared.
Chen Baiwei opened her mouth and said happily: "Xiaoba, you can really pretend!"
The corners of Xiaoba's mouth curved slowly, and he raised his head proudly, gesturing for her to stand on his back.
In this way, one man and one turtle walked deep in the mountains. After a long journey, they came to Sanqing County again.
It was already very dark now, it was basically the evening market, and there were not many people in the market.
There was only one road that Chen Baiwei knew. She took Xiaoba into the alley where Lingwei pods were sold.
At this time, Qi Fulu was sighing with his hands behind his hands with a tired face.
"It's been a few months. I'm afraid this little girl is not from Sanqing County at all!"
He turned around and left in disappointment, his eyes suddenly widened, and he stared at the person in front of him in disbelief.
Chen Baiwei still wore a veil and used a small spiritual mist spell to hide her true appearance.
But even so, Qi Fulu still recognized her at a glance!
Qi Fulu hurried over.
"Little girl, you were the one who sold me Lingwei pods last time, right?"
After many months, Chen Baiwei almost didn't recognize the person in front of her.
She reacted for a short while, then said with curved eyebrows: "It's you! That's right, I sold you the Lingwei pods last time!"
Qi Fulu's face was full of joy, "Little girl, what are you here to sell today? Do you still have those Lingwei beans?"
Chen Baiwei felt a little strange about his enthusiasm. Thinking that there were sixty kilograms of first-level Bai Ling rice in the turtle shell, she said distressedly: "Lingwei vegetables have too high seasonal requirements. My spiritual power cannot meet that standard. The Wei pods are gone...but do you need the first-order Bai Ling rice? My family just harvested it and it’s fresh!"
Qi Fulu was full of expectations, but when he heard her say that Lingwei vegetables could not be grown, the smile on his face suddenly froze.
His heart suddenly hit the bottom.
The expectations for the little girl are still too high. Their family is at most a first-level spiritual planter...
And it’s not yet time to harvest the spiritual rice. Generally, the rice is taken out and sold in advance. The quality is either very good or very poor!
Judging from the appearance of this little girl, these first-order Bailing rice are probably green rice that failed to be planted...
That's all, I wasted so much time looking for this girl, just collect some of her Bai Ling rice and let her grow Lingwei vegetables for the Qi family in the spring of next year!
Qi Fulu had a plan in mind, and a smile slowly rose to the corner of his mouth.
"Little girl, take out your Bai Ling rice and have a look. I'll see how the quality is. If it's barely passable, I can help you buy some."
Chen Baiwei didn't like what he said very much.
What does it mean to buy some for me?
It has been almost thirteen years since she came to this world, and she knows exactly what the first-order white spirit rice she has grown is like!
A gap opened in the turtle shell, and Chen Baiwei stretched out her hand to stop Xiaoba from showing all the Bai Lingmi.
"Huh?" Qi Fulu was curious about her covert movements.
Chen Baiwei mysteriously grabbed a handful of Bai Ling rice and held it in her hand. She lowered her voice and said, "Senior, to tell you the truth, the harvest of the land my family rented is particularly good this year. My father said that these Bai Ling rice should be taken to the rich." For sale in Luodu City, at least one spirit stone and fifty spirit beads per kilogram are worth!"
Qi Fulu didn't take it seriously. Most of the spiritual planters he had seen were like this. They boasted just to increase the price of the spiritual plants in their hands!
Of course, Chen Baiwei did not miss the subtle expression of disdain on his face. She snorted in her heart, slowly opened her white and tender palms, and the fragrance of new rice immediately wafted out.
The monk has a keen sense of smell. Even though Bai Ling rice is not fragrant rice with a strong smell, Qi Fulu immediately smelled it.
"This... show it to me quickly!"
Qi Fulu's expression changed, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. He quickly took a handful of Bai Ling rice from Chen Baiwei's hand, looked at it again, and smelled it again.
Chen Baiwei waited patiently for a while.
Qi Fulu then reluctantly grabbed the first-order white spirit rice and put it into his storage bag.
He looked up and saw a pair of beautiful eyes staring at him, covering his mouth and coughing softly in embarrassment.
"Little girl, how much of this kind of rice has your family harvested this year? I, the Qi Family Xianzhan, want all of it!"
Chen Baiwei's two slender eyebrows twisted together and hesitantly said: "Senior, it's not that I don't want to sell it to you, but my father said that I should keep some to sell in Luodu City!"
Qi Fulu frowned and immediately understood what she meant.
Thinking of the quality of these Bai Ling rice, he often dealt with spiritual planters and knew that it was not easy to grow Ling rice, so his tone was much more relaxed.
"Little girl, even if you sell these Bai Ling rice to me, I will still give you the price of Luodu City!"
Chen Baiwei opened her eyes slightly in surprise, "Senior, do you mean that you are willing to accept all the Bai Ling rice from my family at the price of one spiritual stone and fifty spiritual beads per kilogram?"
"Yes, I will buy as much as you have here!"
Qi Fulu responded readily.
Chen Baiwei happily asked Xiaoba to open all the turtle shells, and she took out sixty kilograms of white rice wrapped in rags.
"Senior, the land our family rents is not large, not to mention that first-grade Bai Ling rice usually matures from July to August. My family spent a lot of spiritual energy to take care of it this year, and was lucky enough to get this batch of early-ripening Bai Ling rice. A total of It’s sixty pounds, please confirm!”
Qi Fulu was stunned, "Only sixty pounds?"
The sixty kilograms will probably be sold out in less than five days!
His fiery heart gradually cooled down again.
This family's planting technique is good, but the yield is too low!
He thought for a moment and came up with an idea.
If this family were to become the spiritual planters of the Qi family, couldn't we just ask them to plant whatever they wanted?
He looked into Chen Baiwei's eyes, his eyes shining brightly, "Little girl, there is no need to confirm, I believe you will not lie to me. Where does your family live? Can I visit your parents at your house?"
Chen Baiwei instantly guessed his plan and shook her head decisively.
"Senior, my parents don't like to meet outsiders. If you want more spiritual rice, I can sell it to your Xianzhan next month when my family harvests another batch of spiritual rice."
Qi Fulu looked at Chen Baiwei deeply.
This matter cannot be rushed. Since there is still a batch of spiritual rice that has not yet been harvested, the matter of hiring their family can be left until next month.
"Okay, little girl, I want all the first-order Bai Ling rice here and the Bai Ling rice harvested by your family next month. However, I don't know your name yet. What is your name?"
Chen Baiwei looked up at him, "My name is Caiwei."
"Caiwei... is a good name!"
Qi Fulu kept it in mind, and he could go back to deliver the work with confidence today!
