Chapter 147 The gains and losses cannot be calculated in the hearts of the people
Yuan Hou put down the tea cup and gave his usual scorn to Chen Mou's behavior of picking up rags: "You are just picking up vegetables in the basket now, and you are not picky about food. Don't say you know me from now on. You can't afford to lose face."
"How can you turn away the three hundred thousand yuan that comes to your door? You are not a family member and don't know how expensive firewood and rice are."
When Chen Mou saw that the tricks had been resolved, he poured tea for Lao Yuan and said, "I suspect there is some shady dealings between Lian Han and Fang Lao Tutu."
"Oh, you deliberately lured a wolf into your house? Tell me what you found, and I'll help you check it."
Marquis Yuan was immediately interested. He also wondered how Chen Mou, with his shrewdness, could accept a former sect master from the top of the mountain.
No matter how short of manpower we are, we should never be so hungry.
For 300,000 spirit stones, it is even more unreasonable. Chen Mou's ability to make money is simply something that can be made out of nothing.
Chen Mou said with a smile: "After the auction of the Yuzhu Gate was over, I sent Deacon Xue and his party down the mountain. Lian Han stayed at the top of the mountain and had a conversation with the fifteen disciples who were waiting to leave. The entire mountain gate was almost empty at first.
The formation is insulated and protected, and I can spy on the movement within a hundred feet through the temporary marks left on the edge of the square."
Yuan Hou laughed and scolded: "Just because you are so cautious that you will pick up every piece of shit and smell it, you deserve to be the master of the mountain."
Chen Mou ignored Lao Yuan's trash talk. He could ignore it if he got used to it, and continued: "Most of the disciples turned their heads and ignored the sect leader who defeated the sect, or lowered their heads and did not respond to Lian Han's greeting. In their hearts
There was hatred, but Fang Bi, the leader, returned the favor.
"In addition to communicating through sound transmission, the two of them also used eye gestures. Later, Lian Han made a deal with me, using the mountain gate auxiliary formation worth at least 200,000 spirit stones in exchange for fifteen disciples to stay on the mountain. He said that Lian Han was upright and upright. In order to
The disciples who hated him couldn't believe it even with their heels.
"I just followed the trend and agreed. I wanted to find out a valuable secret from Fang Bi, but I accidentally discovered that Fang Bi is not a human being."
Yuan Hou raised his hand to fill the teacup opposite and said with a smile: "It's interesting. Can you bear it? Have you found the secret between them? How about I help you ask, which will save time and effort, and you can get results immediately.
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"Don't bother you. You also said that Fang Bi's golden body collapsed in Taisu Mountain. He had no choice but to change his Taoism to stay alive. He can't live without my territory. The fate of the entire Taisu Mountain is the destiny of the Earth God
The gathering and spiritual energy of the mountain roots are all of great benefit. I will use my merits to help him speed up his recovery of his golden body. This favor will be enough for him to pay for his whole life."
Chen Mou refused Lao Yuan's attempt to cause trouble.
Lian Han probably knew Fang Bi's true identity, so he thought of a way to keep Fang Bi on the mountain. Anyway, the mountain gate deputy formation couldn't take him away, and the clues would be discovered sooner or later.
But when Fang Bi left Mount Taisu, he would become a rootless duckweed, or else he would die in a foreign land within a few years.
All these nagging things were told to him by Lao Yuan.
Yuan Hou followed the words and said: "You take Lian Han into the mountain gate and give him a chance to get the treasure. When the time comes, one person will get all the stolen goods and all the treasures. The useless Lian Han will destroy his corpse and wipe out all traces. Fang Bi will be kept in the dark. I am grateful to you."
, What a good plan.”
Chen Mou seized the opportunity and said with fierce contempt: "How dark is your heart, Lao Yuan, to come up with such a destructive trick to win people's hearts? Don't think of them as stupid as you, okay? Why can't you think of being kind to others?"
He stood up, shook his head and said: "I originally set my heart towards the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch."
Before the angry Lao Yuan turned a cup of tea into a waterfall and poured it over him, he laughed and walked away, leaving the depression to Lao Yuan and the happiness to himself, and went back to the bedroom to sleep with the fragrant and soft maid in his arms.
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"You brat, you're so full of bad stuff, you can run away pretty fast."
Marquis Yuan laughed and cursed, then put all the tea that was spilled in the air into the tea cup, not wasting any of it.
In the days that followed, Fang Bi led several of his cronies and diligently tended the more than 30 acres of spiritual fields surrounded by formations and a piece of land planted with maize seedlings. The other two hundred acres of ordinary spiritual rice were grown by
Ling Zhifu, who joined later, managed it.
Fang Bi would walk several times in the fields every day.
The mountain master's ambition was so inspiring that he was excited. How could he dare to slack off?
Only hard work will reward you, and you will work hard without complaining.
After Chen Mou straightened out the mess in Taisu Mountain, he finally had free time and often went to Dihuoling in Qingzhu Peak.
Even though he has been able to refine the best magic weapons, he is still eager to learn all the knowledge about weapon refining, communicate with fellow weapon refiners, and start making magic weapons.
He learned how to use the Sanyang Cauldron to forge magical instruments, and learned many practical hammering and quenching techniques.
While Xu'er was practicing, under the influence of Senior Sister Yin Yiyun, she became obsessed with drawing talismans. The forging room at home had not been lit for a long time.
Chen Mou went to the Moon Viewing Temple six hundred miles away twice, and watched Ying'er from a tree three miles away. Han'er was wearing a green preacher's robe, sweeping, growing vegetables, chanting sutras, etc., and living a leisurely and simple life.
He didn't dare to disturb the two of them who had finally calmed down. He drank a bottle of wine and left quietly.
Love is bound to the world, and everyone is well in this world.
The days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the season of ripening rice in August.
Fang Bi specially asked the mountain owner to burn incense and pray to heaven, and cut a heavy rice stalk with a sickle. After completing a certain ceremony, the spiritual planters harvested it with magic.
Fang Bi kept a close eye on the drying of corn and the packing and sealing of warehouses in the back, and even the newly joined monks could not interfere.
The land lord regards the harvest of thirty acres of spiritual land as important as life.
At the end of August, inside Taisu Hall.
The four golden elixir masters from the sect gathered together for the first time.
As the deacon of Lingtian, Fang Bi was honored to participate in the high-level meeting of the sect.
Chen Mou reached out to ask Fang Bi to introduce the yield of thirty acres of spiritual fields, the amount of spiritual energy contained in spiritual rice and other data. After that, he started to perform and said with a smile: "Taisu Mountain has only been established for a few years. In Qianfeng City, it has been opened.
The situation allows us to live in harmony with most of the forces and sects, but it is not enough.
"I plan to sell the top-quality spiritual rice and corn seeds produced in Taisu Mountain to various sects in Fufeng Continent to promote and sell them. This will earn Taisu Mountain a good reputation and solve Taisu Mountain's problem of no income. Tentatively, one pound of spiritual rice and corn seeds will be sold.
The price of planting a hundred spiritual stones is limited to three levels: ten catties, fifty catties and one hundred catties for each sect based on their size, to prevent them from hoarding and then selling them at high prices for profit."
Shangguan Sheng, who knew some inside information in advance, counted on his fingers and was dumbfounded. The top-quality spiritual rice yielded six stones per mu. Thirty acres equaled one hundred and eighty stones, more than 20,000 kilograms. He made a profit of two million spiritual stones in one fell swoop.
Profit from corn seeds.
Such a top-quality spiritual seed will definitely attract people.
Merchants are very profitable and try every means to get quotas so that they can purchase more spiritual seeds and then transfer to other continents to make huge profits.
The young master is very good at doing business. He limits purchases with one move and calculates the gains and losses of people's hearts.
Hua Chaoyue and Shen Xing were surprised. If the young master doesn't open for half a year, will he open for three years?
"Sir, you promoted the spiritual seeds, and although you made a lot of profits once, how can our shop do long-term business if there is no next time?"
Hua Chaoyue asked her doubts, she was the boss of Taisu Fang.
Lian Han was so shocked that he couldn't recover for a while.
Why do you think that the young master can make a lot of money by doing business as easily as playing a game, but when he had an ancestral business and a lot of people, it was difficult for him to survive due to being played by others.
Fang Bi looked at the reactions of several people and shook his head secretly. Compared with the mountain master, the layout was too small.
Strive to plant the entire world of spirits, especially the human race's territory, with top-quality spiritual seeds as soon as possible. The invisible luck and merits harvested are real good things.
"Why is there no next time? With the world in mind, we can innovate and innovate, and our business will be long-lasting."
Chen Mou stopped talking with big words and did not continue to say more. After making arrangements and distribution, he asked several people to come up with specific plans to deal with the hot sales scene that followed.
He can't do everything himself, what else would he do if he didn't support his subordinates? He is responsible for major strategic matters.
In the afternoon of that day, rumors spread throughout Qianfeng City that Taisu Mountain had cultivated the best spiritual seeds and would sell them on a limited basis to benefit monks all over the world, etc.
As soon as the news came out, Fufeng Continent was shaken.