Wang Jingzhu: "Take Wentian Sect as an example. Wentian Sect occupies a vast area, but most of it is on hills. It is mainly used to train disciples in magic, combat skills and cultivation. The only areas that can be used for planting are canyons and ravines. However,

, most of the spiritual fields of Wentian Sect should be used to cultivate elixirs and fairy grass. If they can be used to cultivate spiritual valleys, I bet it will not exceed 50,000 acres. Wentian Sect’s Qi Refining Period disciples are conservatively estimated to exceed 10,000

, there should be enough manpower to take care of these 50,000 acres of spiritual land..."

Lin Boying shook his head and interrupted Wang Jingzhu. "Impossible! Wentian Sect disciples are divided into inner sect and outer sect. It is impossible for inner sect disciples to plant spiritual grains; the number of outer sect disciples is about 20,000, but these people belong to different branches.

It is impossible for disciples of alchemy, weapon refining, talisman making, and beast control factions to farm. Moreover, the sect has many tasks, and even those with a little bit of ability will not choose to plant spiritual valleys, which are hard work but not very profitable.

.Even if you choose to plant, you will also plant elixirs with higher returns. Planting spiritual grains can only be done by the sect and is forced to be distributed to the underachieving disciples."

After pondering for a moment, Lin Boying added: "The Wentian Sect's spiritual fields that can grow spiritual valleys will not exceed 10,000 acres per year."

Wang Jingzhu nodded slightly: "That's ten thousand acres. Even if their magic skills are advanced and they harvest twice a year, their yield per acres is 500 kilograms. How much spiritual grain can the Tianzong harvest in total in a year?"

"10 million catties. So much?" Lin Boying's eyes turned red.

Tianlan Dao's (excluding sects and aristocratic families) annual spiritual grain output has never exceeded 5 million jins. It's not that the land is not planted enough, but that not much can be successfully harvested in the barn.

Except for sects and aristocratic families, who has the capital to put up a protective formation on the farm?

Wang Jingzhu smiled slightly. "Is that much? Let's not talk about the large number of disciples of the Qingtian Sect. There are more than 100,000 servants who are not qualified to divide the Spiritual Valley, but among the disciples below the foundation building stage, who does not need to divide the Spiritual Valley to survive?"

Without building the foundation, you cannot live without food. Furthermore, cultivators consume a lot of food and eat a lot more than ordinary people.

As for Wang Jingzhu herself, if she were allowed to eat freely, she could easily eat ten kilograms of Linggu rice a day. If she tried hard, she could hold down twenty kilograms.

Lin Boying smiled and shook his head. "They can use white crystals, use fairy medicine..." Sect disciples disdain to feed on spiritual grains, right?

That's not what Wang Jingzhu wants to say.

"In the Zongmen Restaurant outside the east, west, north and south gates of the Wentian Sect, the daily sales volume of the immortal brew is not less than 10,000 jins, but 8,000. Including those sold to other places, the total sales volume of the Wentian Sect's immortal brew in a year should be no less than 10,000,000 jins.

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Lin Boying didn't think about the connection between Linggu and Xianjiang for a moment, so he was angry again. Can this kid chat and talk about Linggu, why did he bring up Xianjiang again? Damn his grandma, Wentianzong actually did it in one year

You can sell so much wine! How many crystals are that? No wonder Wentian Sect can support tens of thousands of monks! Unfortunately, the imperial court's annual allocation to Tianlan Dao is only a mere million crystals.

Wang Jingzhu asked leisurely: "Does Tianzong really have so many spiritual valleys to make wine?"

Lin Boying was stunned. "They definitely don't have so much spiritual grain to make wine. They must have purchased large quantities of spiritual grain from aristocratic families!" Humph! No wonder Tianlan Road is so short of food!

Wang Jingzhu rubbed her eyebrows and continued to follow the temptation: "Linggu, the cheapest spiritual rice requires 4 crystals per kilogram; I heard that 3 kilograms of spiritual rice can produce 1 kilogram of wine with a concentration of about 60%. However, Wentian Sect's cheapest

Lingmi wine has an alcohol concentration of 45% and only requires 5 crystals per kilogram. Are they really using Linggu to make wine?"

Being asked the same question repeatedly, Lin Boying became angry. "How do I know? I'm not from the Wentian Sect! This is probably a big secret of the Wentian Sect, and ordinary disciples may not know it."

Wang Jingzhu shook his head. "The answer is simple, they use Fangu to make wine."

Lin Boying was surprised and uncertain. "Isn't it possible...?"

"I asked several immortal food restaurants, and they all said that the largest supplier of immortal wine in Tianlan Road is Wentian Zong." Wang Jingzhu stood up and continued to deduce, "If Wentian Zong uses Linggu to make wine, they don't have so many.

If they use Linggu to make wine, the price of wine cannot be so low. But what if they use Lingtian to make wine? Wentianzong uses Lingtian to grow Fangu, so they should be able to harvest once a month, right? Planting Fan

Gu doesn't need monks, it just needs handymen. I want to ask, which sect doesn't have hundreds of thousands of handymen and servants at its disposal?"

Lin Boying was silent.

The sect is safe. There are many ordinary people who would rather be enslaved than join the sect. Considering how big the Tianzong is, over thousands of years, there are more than 100,000 handymen and servants hidden in the mountains? A conservative estimate is that it is more than a million.

"Sigh. So what if we know that they use mortal grain to make wine? How could they not know that I, a refugee from Tianlan Dao, need food to save my life? Do you think I haven't asked for it? They only gave me a thousand catties of spiritual grain and didn't mention it at all.

They have Mortal Valley!”

Lin Boying hit the table with his fist, breaking the corner of the table into pieces, and his heart became more and more depressed.

In fact, his impression of Wentian Sect has always been very good. When there is an epidemic or a large-scale monster attack, Wentian Sect will send disciples to help. This time, Wentian Sect donated a thousand catties of spiritual grain. He was grateful and thanked him again and again.

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Now think about it... In the eyes of Wentian Zong, the prince of the mansion is just a joke, right?

Wang Jingzhu raised the wine glass, "If Mr. Fu, you use this wine to ask Tianzong in exchange for Fangu, do you think they will exchange it for you?"

Lin Boying looked at Wang Jingzhu, then at the wine on the table. He hadn't drunk the wine yet, but just by smelling it, he knew that this wine was much better than the cheapest Lingmi wine.

The wine that Wentianzong sells at 5 crystals per catty has a strong taste, a light aroma, and a slightly sour taste.

Lin Boying picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

This wine is so strong! But it has no spiritual power. Wentian Sect's slightly higher-grade fairy wine can easily compare to it.

Lin Boying shook his head. "Young lady, you are wrong. Ask Tianzong to produce their own wine. Their wine is more than a hundred times stronger than yours. How could they agree to exchange food?"

Wang Jingzhu didn't want to explain anymore. This prince might be good at fighting, but financially, he was far inferior to her, a high school student.

She said it so straightforwardly that Wentianzong's wine was made from Fangu. Lin Boying still couldn't turn around.

Wang Jingzhu was fully confident that the original wine she brought from Blue Star was better than the original wine brewed by Wentianzong. There was no reason for Wentianzong not to use the ready-made ones, but for better ones, they had to spend time and effort brewing inferior products themselves.

"Master Fu, including this altar on the table, I will donate 5,000 kilograms of this raw wine to you. You can try it and see how much grain Wentian Zong is willing to give you in exchange."

5,000 kilograms of raw wine is the total amount Wang Jingzhu brought to the world of cultivation this time.

Lin Boying bowed her hand to Wang Jingzhu. "Miss Wang is so righteous! Regardless of whether we can get food in exchange, I will thank Miss Wang on behalf of the refugees."

Wang Jingzhu accepted the gift with a smile. "Master Fu, please don't bargain for a cheaper price. My wine costs 10 white crystals per catty, which is the same price."

When buying original wine, it is 10 yuan per catty, Xia coins. Well, there is no price increase.

Lin Boying's face didn't look so good. Just this, he didn't even want wine with no spiritual power, but paid 10 crystals per catty! If he went to Wentianzong like this, he might be beaten to death by the old masters of Wentianzong.

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However, there is no other way.
Chapter completed!