My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Way Too Steady - Chapter 52

Chapter 52 Spirit Wine is Scrambled for, and an Encounter with a Formation Master

Riding their flying paper cranes, the two gradually approached the Red Maple Valley market.

This is Xu Changqing’s second time here.

Compared to the first time, the number of people is indeed much greater.

Every now and then you can see a shuttle, a flying boat, or a spaceship.

Of course, the most common type is the flying paper crane.

After all, the price isn’t high and the speed isn’t slow.

It offers excellent value for money.

After landing, Hu Bugui asked, “Shall we find a stall first?”

Xu Changqing carefully put away the flying paper crane, then pointed to the Nongxin Society building not far away and said, “Let’s sell some of the spirit rice and high-quality vegetables I’ve stored and exchange them for some spirit stones.”

Hu Bugui nodded upon hearing this: “Okay, let’s go at your pace.”

Immediately, the two headed towards Nongshim’s trading point.

As it gets closer.

You can see many cultivators.

Various spiritual roots come and go.

It was a sea of heads.

After all, there is only one year left until the official disciple competition.

Everyone wants to take this opportunity to make a fortune.

Even if they don’t shine brightly, they can still improve their ranking.

Xu Changqing and Hu Bugui quickly entered the first floor of Nongxin Society.

Both of them looked at today’s market share without prior arrangement.

The quality of Grade 2 Spirit Rice remains stable.

Inferior 1:1.7.

Premium 1:1.6.

Top quality 1:1.5.

There are occasional ups and downs, but the changes are not significant.

However, the price of premium Lingmi rice has rebounded.

From the previous 1:6 or 1:7.

The ratio has now reached 1:8.

This ratio is acceptable to many people.

It’s neither high nor low.

Therefore, most people are now buying Yipinling rice.

Hu Bugui said gloatingly, “It’s definitely because of the impact of the scattered cultivators’ market that even a behemoth like Nongshim Society has to compromise.”

Xu Changqing neither confirmed nor denied it: “Perhaps.”

Then, he found a window with fewer people and queued up.

The exchange was completed shortly afterward.

A 500-jin second-grade spirit field yielded top-quality spirit rice, and yielded 3 mid-grade spirit stones and 33 low-grade spirit stones.

Several hundred kilograms of high-quality vegetables, when combined, barely amount to one mid-grade spirit stone.

There’s no way around it; the market has no shortage of high-quality vegetables right now.

Because many barn farmers grow it, the price is particularly stable.

Fortunately, this was due to our previous efforts.

Xu Changqing already has more than 20 mid-grade spirit stones.

Inviting a formation master to install the formation is absolutely no problem.

Moreover, there are still 500 jin of second-grade Lingmi wine that haven’t been sold.

Once things were settled here, the two immediately left the trading point.

Once outside, Hu Bugui took the lead in setting the pace.

Xu Changqing had only been here twice before.

Moreover, there was a year in between.

On the other hand, Hu Bugui was more familiar with the place because he had visited it more often.

The two walked toward a street with more people, talking as they went.

“These stalls are divided into free and paid ones.”

What’s the difference?

“Free stalls can only be set up on streets with low foot traffic.”

“Got it, paid stalls can be set up on streets with high foot traffic.”

“Yes, so you can just come with me. The two of you can rent a bigger place!”

Under Hu Bugui’s guidance, they quickly found the manager of the rented stall.

The more people on a street, the higher the stall fee.

The minimum requirement is 10 low-grade spirit stones, and the maximum can reach 1 mid-grade spirit stone.

Before long, Hu Bugui found a suitable stall for two people.

The stall fee is 30 low-grade spirit stones.

If it were just one person, it would indeed be quite tall.

But if the cost is split between the two of them, it’s barely acceptable.

Moreover, the street where this stall is located has a high volume of pedestrian traffic.

It’s located right next to an intersection.

People come and go in an endless stream.

Xu Changqing only sells spirit rice wine, so one table is enough.

Hu Bugui is different; he sells spirit beasts, which require a larger space.

Xu Changqing picked up the prepared paper and pen and wrote down the price of the spirit rice wine.

20 low-grade spirit stones per jin (500g), no bargaining.

This price is a bit expensive.

Normal spirit rice wine costs 1 low-grade spirit stone per pound.

Some inferior ones can sell for 2 or 3 jin (1 catties) or more.

Even 5 jin (2.5 catties).

But Xu Changqing was genuinely confident that he could sell it.

After all, this is not just a second-grade spirit rice wine.

It is, however, a second-grade Lingmi wine of expert quality.

“20 low-grade spirit stones per pound? Are you out of your mind?”

“Yeah, it’s not like we haven’t tried it before. Who would sell it for such a high price!”

“This is definitely my first time selling something; I’m so inexperienced.”

Passersby glanced at it, but were all deterred by the price.

Many people were even angry, feeling that the price was impolite.

Xu Changqing remained silent, but instead took out another piece of paper.

Six large characters: [Free 1-Cup Sample]

Just a small glassful poured out, and the rich aroma of alcohol quickly filled the air.

The passersby, who were initially disgusted, angry, and contemptuous, suddenly froze.

Many people twitched their nostrils.

As I kept sniffing, I got closer to the stall.

One of the men, a rather thick-necked man, couldn’t help but swallow hard: “Fellow Daoist, your spirit rice wine tastes so special! What grade of spirit rice was it brewed from?”

“Second rank.” Xu Changqing held up two fingers of his right hand.

Everyone was taken aback by what they heard.

They’ve had second-grade spirit rice wine before.

Most of the Lingmi wine on the market is brewed from second-grade Lingmi rice.

It definitely doesn’t smell like alcohol.

Finally, the burly man couldn’t resist any longer and asked, “Can I really try a cup?”

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Xu Changqing nodded: “Of course.”

“Then I won’t be polite.” The other person immediately grabbed the wine glass and brought it to their lips.

But he didn’t drink it right away.

Instead, they inhaled deeply the pervasive aroma of alcohol.

Gradually, I became completely absorbed in the experience.

After a long while, he cautiously took a sip.

The moment it touched my taste buds, my eyes widened in surprise.

The liquor wasn’t very strong, but it had a wonderful aftertaste.

After sliding into the abdomen, it immediately turned into a warm current that flowed throughout the body.

I felt refreshed from the inside out.

He even unconsciously let out a groan.

Xu Changqing observed the other party’s reaction and asked with a smile, “How was it?”

“I’ll buy 10… no, I’ll buy 20 jin!” The burly-necked uncle immediately pulled out his money.

“Huh?” The people around were completely dumbfounded.

“Could it be a plant?” someone wondered.

However, ignoring the suspicious looks from those around him, the burly-necked man gave Xu Changqing a fawning smile and asked, “Fellow Daoist, could you give me one of your communication talismans?”

Xu Changqing shook his head and said, “Sorry, I don’t like being disturbed.”

Just kidding, I have so many secrets about myself.

If people keep coming to buy alcohol, it will be easy to be discovered.

“What a pity.” The burly-necked man turned and left with a hint of regret.

“Is it really that good?” People around them started trying it.

However, everyone who had drunk it had the same reaction as the burly-necked uncle from earlier.

That means paying money.

Some people buy 5 jin (2.5 catties).

Some people buy 10 jin (5 catties).

In just a short while, 100 jin of second-grade Lingmi wine were sold.

It should be noted that 1 jin (500g) costs 20 low-grade spirit stones.

100 jin is equal to 2000 low-grade spirit stones.

This is equivalent to 20 mid-grade spirit stones.

“Hiss!” Hu Bugui, who was standing nearby, couldn’t help but gasp.

I haven’t even opened for business yet.

They earned 20 mid-grade spirit stones.

The differences between people are just too great.

However, this is just the beginning.

As more and more people buy, a herd mentality will be triggered.

As a result, not only did more people buy them, but word of mouth also began to spread.

Xu Changqing started as an ordinary farmer.

He suddenly became a well-known winemaker.

Fortunately, he was cautious.

They did not take out all 500 jin of second-grade spirit rice wine.

Otherwise, it will lead to two outcomes.

First, it caused a looting frenzy.

Second, it attracts attention.

Of course, this has already happened.

Fortunately, it’s a small-scale operation.

Within a controllable range.

They watched as 200 jin of second-grade Lingmi wine were sold.

40 mid-grade spirit stones were obtained.

It’s sufficient for both daily life and finding a formation master.

Therefore, Xu Changqing decided to close up shop.

Just then, a person squeezed through the crowd.

Wearing a sun hood.

She has a curvaceous figure.

Judging from her appearance, she was clearly a female cultivator.

They weren’t wearing the formal attire of a disciple, so their spiritual roots and origins were not discernible.

Han Xin smelled the lingering scent of alcohol in the air and immediately looked up to ask, “Is there any more?”

Looking at this fairly delicate face, Xu Changqing felt like he’d seen it somewhere before, and asked in return, “How many do you want?”

Han Xin licked her lips and said, “I’ll take as many as you have.”

Xu Changqing took out 5 jin and handed it over: “This is all that’s left.”

Han Xin tossed out a mid-grade spirit stone and said generously, “Keep the change.”

Then, under the astonished gazes of Xu Changqing and those around her.

He poured it directly into his mouth and drank it like a guzzler.

Glug glug glug~~~

It took a full ten seconds to stop, and then he let out a burp.

Hu Bugui, standing nearby, exclaimed in surprise, “Wow, she’s actually a female drunkard!”

Xu Changqing was also surprised, not expecting the other party to love drinking so much.

“Wait a minute.” Han Xin savored the taste, then suddenly felt it was familiar. She quickly remembered something, looked at Xu Changqing in front of her, and tentatively asked, “Do you know Pei Mo?”

Xu Changqing paused for a moment, then nodded: “Yes.”

Han Xin then asked, “Do you know Li Lingbi?”

Xu Changqing remained silent, only nodding repeatedly.

Han Xin finally remembered, and exclaimed with wide eyes, “So this wine tastes just like the one Pei Mo gave me! It turns out you brewed it!”

At this moment, Xu Changqing finally remembered who this woman was and exclaimed, “I remember now, you also attended Senior Brother Li Lingbi’s birthday banquet, you were that formation master!”

Five people stayed behind after attending Li Lingbi’s birthday banquet.

Myself, Li Sancai, Pei Mo, and Li Lingbi.

The fifth person is the one standing right in front of us.

A female array mage who has awakened the earth elemental root!!!

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