In mid-February in autumn, Mengzhuang Township is surrounded by a golden color. This is the harvest season for farmers.
In the glazed greenhouse, warm-water peppers have also begun to be harvested.
A total of 103 kilograms of peppers were harvested from the three sheds, 80 kilograms were sold, and 3,600 yuan of spiritual stones were harvested.
In mid-winter, snowflakes came for a while, cooling down the temperature in Mengzhuang Township.
This is the time for the Xiangyang black melon harvest. This time, two hundred and twelve black melons were harvested, and twelve of them had two melons.
One hundred and eighty were sold, and five hundred and forty spiritual stones were harvested.
Then he collected taxes from fourteen villages and earned one hundred and seventy spiritual stones.
Finally, there are eighty fruit trees. The growth this year has been good, but some of the spiritual fruits have to be left to make fruit wine, so they only sold 300 spiritual stones.
In the flower field, beehives placed scattered here and there actually harvested thirty jars of honey.
Twenty cans were sold, and each can was sold for six spiritual stones, resulting in a harvest of one hundred and twenty spiritual stones.
This autumn and winter, I harvested 4,700 spiritual stones.
Of course, the cost of formation and labor is also very high. Calculated in half a year, the cost is nearly 2,000 yuan.
This income is definitely considered abundant among various towns and villages.
Years later, on the fifth day of the first lunar month of spring.
Zhang You brought the foundation-building monks from Yunxiao Sect to Mengzhuang Township.
"Hai Dahai, this is Yunxiao Sect's master disciple, fellow Taoist Yumian."
"Fellow Taoist Yumian, you are polite."
"I've met Taoist fellow Qinghu."
Long Dahai took the two of them to the manor, to the attic on the second floor where he often rested.
The unique and simple architectural style of Longdahai attracted Yumian Taoists to look around curiously, seeming to be very interested in everything.
Yumian is thirty years old this year. She spends most of her time practicing in Yunxiao Sect and doesn't have many contacts with outsiders.
Long Dahai looked at her and felt that her understanding of society was not as good as that of the fifteen-year-old girl in her previous life.
"Dahai, this place is more spacious and comfortable than Qinghu Village!"
"Of course you have to choose where you want to live."
Zhang You came here at this time because Liu Qin'er's foundation-building celebration was about to begin.
However, Long Dahai held this celebration in a very low-key manner. He only told Zhang You and told him not to make it public.
On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, the foundation building celebration begins.
Liu Qin'er became the protagonist.
The village chiefs of eighteen villages sent congratulatory gifts, and the only outsiders were Zhang You and Yu Mian.
However, the Long family's office was lively and lively, and Liu Qin'er felt very happy.
Finally, Long Dahai asked the whole family to sit together, together with Zhang You Yumian, and use photo stones to remember this moment.
The so-called photo stone is something similar to a simple camera tinkered by Long Dahai.
After leaving Zhang You at home for two days, Long Dahai and Zhang You came to Fucheng, Beiyan Prefecture.
The three of them took out their flying swords and took off from the Long Family Manor, heading towards Beiyanfu City.
Last year, Zhang You and Yu Mian came here once, but that time they only killed three murlocs and were discovered by the murloc priest.
The fishman priest came to the rescue with dozens of fishmen, and Zhang and You ran away in embarrassment.
Dozens of murlocs attacked together, which was too much for Zhang and You.
Finally, the two found a few second-level middle-grade Jiang Beast bones, and then returned to Beiyan Mansion City.
In Fucheng, the two of them joined a loose organization among foundation-building monks. This organization held exchange meetings and exchange meetings every year.
Zhang You mentioned this matter to Long Dahai, who was very interested.
So after my wife’s celebration, I followed Zhang You and the others to Fucheng, Beiyan Prefecture.
Arriving in the inner city, Zhang You, who was familiar with the roads, led Long Dahai to walk in the city.
Long Dahai saw Zhang You being so skillful and joked: "Dahai, I see you come to Beiyan Mansion City frequently."
Zhang Youdao: "The place where the Qi-training monks from Yunxiao Sect are located is in the city. I am a teacher here on behalf of Yushan Hall, so I am naturally familiar with this place."
Soon, Zhang You brought Long Dahai to the gate of a compound.
The qi-training monk who was guarding the door verified the jade sign displayed by Zhang You, and then invited the three of them into the courtyard.
The courtyard is antique and the architecture is exquisite and unique, obviously made by skilled craftsmen.
There are flowers and plants in the courtyard, rockeries, lakes, small bridges and flowing water.
From time to time, there are graceful girls walking among them, wearing simple and light clothes, they are very beautiful.
It's very warm in the courtyard, and even in early spring, you don't feel cold.
"Da Dahai, the leader of the Songzhu Association is a member of the Jindan family. Look at this courtyard, it is just a property of his family."
Long Dahai looked at the surrounding scenery and estimated the price of this yard.
The large courtyard in this city, together with the magic circle in the courtyard and various expensive spiritual plants and materials, should be worth more than 50,000 spiritual stones.
Fifty thousand spiritual stones. If an average family wants to accumulate this much, even if they manage it well, it will take them decades.
If the Long family did not have a glazed greenhouse and limited the family's cultivation resources, they would be able to accumulate at most seven to eight hundred spiritual stones every year.
Fifty thousand spiritual stones would take the Long family fifty years to accumulate.
If the family size increases, it will take longer.
The Jindan family has been around for three hundred years, and has more resources and accumulated wealth than ordinary foundation-building families can compare with.
“It really has a profound foundation.”
Long Dahai answered Zhang You, and then walked on the stone road, observing the changes in the formation around him.
In the eyes of an expert, you can see that this large courtyard is equipped with a mysterious magic circle.
From time to time, Long Dahai could feel that the mountains, rocks, spiritual plants, etc. were connected to each other.
Second-level magic circle: five-sense magic circle
Go to the Formation Pavilion. This kind of formation is worth more than a thousand spirit stones.
“It’s really the smell of spiritual stones everywhere.”
Long Dahai was really envious.
The three of them walked through the front garden and came to a tall hall.
A monk wearing a white Taoist robe embroidered with auspicious clouds looked at Zhang You and the others and said, "Three Taoist friends are polite."
The three people returned the greeting and said, "Fellow Taoist, you are polite."
The visitor said: "Fellow Taoist Muxiao and Taoist Yumian, we meet again. This is the Taoist monk Qinghu you mentioned."
Long Dahai said: "I have met fellow Taoist Baishi, and this is Qinghu."
Baishi said: "I have heard that Taoist fellow Qinghu once defeated the later monks with his early cultivation. But when I saw him today, he is indeed a talented person."
Long Dahai said humbly: "The victory back then was indeed a bit tricky. It cannot be taken seriously. My fellow Taoists are ridiculously praising it."
A few people sat in the hall and chatted for a while, and then Baishi said: "The exchange meeting is in the afternoon, but most of the fellow Taoists have already arrived. There are seniors in the later period explaining the elixirs. If you are interested, you can go and listen."
Zhang You said: "Then please lead the way, Senior Brother Baishi, and the three of us will go and listen to the lecture."
Shiraishi led the way to an extremely spacious room.
There were more than a dozen foundation-building monks sitting cross-legged in the room. There was a one-foot-high podium in front of them, and a Taoist priest who looked about forty or fifty years old was sitting on a futon and preaching.
Shiraishi motioned for the three of them to sit down, and then sat at the door himself.
The three of them, Long Dahai, walked over quietly, sat on the futon in the back row, and began to listen to the lecture.