At the foot of the short mountain, there are rice fields with yellow buds.
Although the harvest has been completed, the yellow sprout rice plants are still green.
At this moment, there was a buzzing sound like the waving wings of bees.
A gray insect cloud fell into the yellow bud rice field.
Wherever he passed, the plant, which was as tough as a stick, suddenly turned into a piece of green and moist debris that fell to the ground.
The aroma of green grass spreads around the fields.
In the middle of the insect swarm, an old man in his fifties wearing a black cloak was slowly moving forward.
He was carrying a tall black pottery man, half a man, and wherever he went, the gray cloud of insects would fly.
"Have you never seen it before?" Mr. Hao squatted on the ground, smoking a cigarette.
"Tsk, tsk, it's an eye-opener." Chen Mu, who was also squatting on the ground, looked at the insect swarm's operations with interest.
After the yellow sprout rice is harvested, the plants also need to be processed.
The old man carrying the black pottery on his back is the professional who handles the plants in the lower yard.
All the tough plants were crushed back to the fields by the gray insect cloud.
In the previous life, large agricultural machinery was used to achieve this, but in the other world, insect treatment methods were developed.
"Thanks to our Song Supervisory Academy for this." Mr. Hao said with a smile.
Chen Mu suddenly thought of the red insect cloud that night.
Xindao, this prison guard is really an expert at controlling insects.
"How was it handled before?" Chen Mu asked curiously.
"It can't be burned, as it will destroy the vitality of the earth spirit. What else can we do? Cut it." Mr. Hao exhaled a mouthful of white smoke and said calmly.
"cut?"
"Yes, cut it with a sword." Mr. Hao looked confused.
Chen Mu squinted his eyes and couldn't help laughing.
Most of the farmers here are outsiders.
In the past, everyone was a powerful person in the world, and they were useless at killing people with swords and swords.
But here we are... Using wonderful sword skills to cut down the banker's land?
This feeling is quite amazing.
…
Two quarters of an hour later.
Chen Mu handed the old man a cloth bag: "Mr. Zhang, please put it away. This is fifteen pounds of yellow sprouted rice."
The other party opened it, grabbed a handful and tested it, then nodded to Chen Mu with a smile.
Then he chatted with Mr. Hao for a few words and left in a hurry.
"It's not easy to do this job this year." Mr. Hao smoked a cigarette and followed Chen Mu towards the short mountain.
"The yellow sprouted rice has been eaten a lot by the emerald green beetles. If you want to make this money, you have to travel to more and further places than in previous years."
"How much did the House of Commons give them?" Chen Mu was curious.
"It seems like one white jade coin for two hundred acres of land." Mr. Hao thought for a while and said, "This work can only be done during this period of time. If you work non-stop for five or six days, you can get about four or five white jade coins."
"But you have to be able to raise bugs."
"If you die or get injured, you have to pay compensation."
"If a novice takes this job, it will basically be for nothing."
"It's so difficult, how long will it take to save enough money to buy the secret technique?" Chen Mu couldn't help but sigh.
"Saving up money to buy secret techniques? That's not that difficult, right." Mr. Hao looked at Chen Mu without knowing why.
"Look, I'll do the math for you."
"Here in the Lower Courtyard, the minimum rent for growing yellow bud rice is ten acres."
"Between ten and twenty acres, the land rent is only half."
"Rent twenty acres, and after one year, after deducting expenses, you can save more than thirty white jade coins."
"Even a high-end secret book of the unity of soul and soul only takes three or four years to save."
"If you save for another eleven or twelve years, the jade seed will be almost perfect by then, and you can buy the secret of induction."
"Then if you practice steadily for thirty or forty years, you might be able to master the ability to sense spiritual light and formally become a disciple of the Lower Court."
"Just keep your feet on the ground and do it. It's really not that difficult."
Chen Mu looked strange.
Three or four years?
Eleven or twelve years?
Thirty or forty years?
Isn’t it difficult with this time span?
He looked at the mirage spiritual armor technique which is equivalent to sensing spiritual light.
Then he looked at the white and round jade seed in his mind.
"Unknowingly, I have reached the end of many disciples in the Lower Court?"
Chen Mu thought for a moment and nodded in agreement: "As long as you study hard and practice hard, it's really not difficult at all."
…
Three days later.
To the north of Tongtianfang, where the Lower Court is located, is where the Confucian School is located.
Chen Mu came to the octagonal wooden building, his back straight, and the more than four hundred white jade coins heavy in his arms were the capital of his confidence.
"The secret method is expensive? Ha... we have money!"
Chen Mu strode into the Sutra Academy and handed the old man a white jade coin.
Instead of wandering around the lobby on the first floor, he turned around and walked up to the second floor.
The second floor is still a circle of bookshelves, but there are obviously fewer scrolls than on the first floor.
Chen Mu walked straight to the row of bookshelves that contained the Secret Technique.
Picking up the outermost scroll with great confidence.
Baiyi spiritual light technique, two hundred and eighty-eight white jade.
Chen Mu's face twitched.
No...
He shivered and held up the wooden label hanging on the scroll next to him.
Xiao Fuyun's spiritual light technique, three hundred and seventy-six white jade.
excuse me!
Chen Mu drew out the Baiyi Spiritual Light Technique with an expressionless face, turned around and went down to the second floor.
I should have thought of it earlier...
…
In the lobby on the first floor, Chen Mu took the scroll and slowly came to the counter.
With two hundred and eighty-eight white jade coins, his savings would be reduced by more than half in one go.
He had only been rich for a few days and was about to be beaten back to his former self.
Moreover, for subsequent cultivation, white jade coins are required for the jade plate, and white jade coins are also required for auxiliary elixirs.
He murmured for a long time and looked at the gray-haired old man.
"Old sir, do you think you can..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by an expressionless old man with gray hair.
"If you dare to bargain with me again, I will throw you out!"
Chen Mu immediately sneered.
Isn't it because the last time he killed it was half a sky-high price? Why is this old man still remembering me?
Seeing that the old man's eyes were getting worse and worse, Chen Mu could only endure his heartache and pay for it.
The old man was not surprised by Chen Mu's painful expression.
With a wave of his hand, the strings of white jade coins on the table disappeared.
It was replaced by a flat box with brown wood grain that was as wide as a palm and as long as a forearm.
Chen Mu's face lit up and he reached out to get it.
The gray-haired old man held down the wooden box and stared at Chen Mu.
"Remember, only the perfect jade seed can be viewed."
"If you don't listen to advice and your head explodes, don't complain when you get to Hades."
Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat.
"The head...will explode?!"
The gray-haired old man looked sideways at Chen Mu: "Do you think sensing spiritual light is so easy to practice?"
"If it can be achieved by giving a secret method, why are there so many people coming to the Lower Courtyard of Jilong Road with their heads high?"
Chen Mu felt awe-struck.
"On the road to spiritual practice, there are bumps every step of the way. If you make any mistake, you may die!" The gray-haired old man sighed.
"You should be lucky to be a member of the Chicken Coop Road House of Commons."
"There is a scholastic school here."
"A complete teaching and lecture system can help you avoid many troubles in cultivation."
"It's not like those wild cultivators outside who always hide and keep something secret."
"I don't know how many bone geniuses were killed and maimed by these mysterious wild cultivators!" The gray-haired old man said with a sigh on his face.
Chen Mu was also frightened when he heard this.
He does have plug-ins to gain experience.
But before I went to the wall, I didn’t have any experience.
A small mistake may block his path!
"Are you afraid?" The gray-haired old man looked concerned.
Chen Mu looked horrified: "Afraid!"
"Don't be afraid. Since you've come to Jilong Road, it's your destiny." The gray-haired old man became gentler.
"The spiritual light cultivation class is taught by an experienced practitioner from the Sutra School. He is considerate and meticulous, and provides one-on-one lectures. Tutoring is included, and it only costs fifty white jade coins."
"You're not afraid now, are you? Give it a try?"
Chen Mu: "..."
I asked why it tasted so familiar just now.
Isn't this just a little soft article that sold anxiety in my previous life? !
grass!
(End of chapter)
