After a while, Fang Xiaoyu and Sister Hong came out from behind the reeds.
After having a heart-to-heart talk with the two beauties, Fang Xiaoyu mentioned the matter of cooperation again. Strangely, both beauties behaved very generously.
"Forget it, I'll take a step back on this matter! I only want 20% of the shares." Yao Qian replied with a smile.
Sister Hong thought about it and said a little embarrassedly: "I only want 20% of the shares! The rest will be given to Xiaoyu."
The two women may not be really generous. They just don't want to embarrass the men they love.
Because Fang Xiaoyu really made them happy. This is a kind of happiness that comes from the heart.
"This..." Fang Xiaoyu couldn't hide the smile on his face. He was really embarrassed to take advantage of such a huge advantage, so he smiled and said to the two beauties: "Let me see like this! No one of us will fight anymore, every day
Thirty-three percent for people, and for me, I have a slight advantage, thirty-four percent, which adds up to exactly one hundred percent."
"All right!"
The two beauties answered in unison, their voices in tune.
"Happy!" Fang Xiaoyu felt so excited that he almost hugged the two beauties and walked forward.
Ye Qian watched from the side. The two beauties were fighting to the death before, but in an instant they fell in love with each other and were polite to each other. She was very puzzled.
Only Fang Xiaoyu knows this secret.
He smiled knowingly. Now he understood a truth. When this woman is in a good mood, it's easy to talk about anything. When it's hard to talk, it must be because she hasn't coaxed her well.
As long as you are coaxed, no matter how big the issue is, it doesn't matter.
The cooperation matter is basically finalized. Just wait for Yao Qian to plan out the specific plan. Fang Xiaoyu feels much more at ease.
Seeing that the feng shui at the foot of Beishan was pretty good, he decided to pick up an ancient tip bag here and leave a piece of divine seed here.
As the sun set, Fang Xiaoyu asked Yao Qian, Ye Qian, and Sister Hong to wait in the car. He chose an open area and opened an ancient tips bag in the Fabric bag.
A handful of golden seeds were scattered all over the ground.
Fang Xiaoyu opened his eyes wide and saw that what was scattered on the ground was nothing but a handful of millet. The millet looked particularly long and slender. Smell it carefully, and there was a smell of rice flowers.
The water here is sufficient, just right for growing some rice. Although he was afraid that the rice would be shady and aggravate the yin energy here, Fang Xiaoyu thought about it carefully and felt relieved again.
He knew that this rice was not ordinary rice, but an ancient species blessed by the ancient god Shennong. Any ancient thing must have divine power.
This kind of rice is not only not afraid of Yin Qi, but also has the effect of expelling Yin Qi.
It just so happens that the Yang Qi here is insufficient. Planting some ancient species can not only supplement the Yang Qi here, but also play a role in suppressing evil spirits and avoiding evil spirits.
Thinking of this, Fang Xiaoyu picked up the handful of rice and held it in his hands, and then recited Shennong's Secret Mantra over the rice.
While chanting the spell, Fang Xiaoyu suddenly felt a faint light glowing around him, which was obviously more sensitive than the last time he chanted the spell.
He had heard people say that some eminent monks who practiced well would emit Buddha light from their bodies when they chanted Buddha's name or chanted sutras to a certain extent.
Although what is emitting from his body is not necessarily Buddha's light now, it is definitely a good sign. It means that his ability to recite mantras has improved further.
As he thought about it, Fang Xiaoyu clearly felt his body sinking, as if a mysterious force was pouring into his body.
Suddenly, he heard an ethereal and slightly old voice.
"Shennong's Secret Mantra is divided into four stages: spring, summer, autumn and winter, spring hair growth, summer growth, autumn harvest, and winter collection. Each level is divided into three levels, lower level, middle level and upper level. Each level will have different responses.
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The voice sounded like an auditory hallucination, but it was so real. Fang Xiaoyu felt excited. Although his thoughts had followed the old voice far away, the strange thing was that his expression was still so focused when he was chanting the curse.
.The words coming out of your mouth are still clear and legible.
After chanting for a while, the light on Fang Xiaoyu faded away.
Everything just now seemed like a dream.
The golden sun was shining like gold, falling on the barren grassland, as if the whole ground had been plated with gold. Fang Xiaoyu scattered the golden seeds in his hand.
The reeds in the distance swayed with the wind, and as if in the blink of an eye, what appeared in front of him were heavy golden ears of rice. Fang Xiaoyu knew that it would not be long before this place would become a happy farm full of people.
Looking carefully at the seeds in front of me, I suddenly felt surprised.
He vaguely felt that these seeds seemed to be spitting out buds.
Fang Xiaoyu felt excited for a while, and thought to himself, could it be that his Shennong Secret Mantra has entered the middle-level realm? If he recited it immediately, he would be able to spit out fire buds immediately.
He curiously picked up a grain seed from the ground and looked at it carefully, and found that it actually spit out a little bit of white buds.
"It has been upgraded again! Shennong's Secret Curse has entered the mid-level realm of hair growth in mid-spring." Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but whispered.
There are still three levels left to go in summer, autumn and winter.
The spring tubes are growing hair, which shows that my secret spell can only make species sprout new shoots, but there is no way to increase their growth speed.
If you can cultivate to the third level of Autumn Harvest, it will be perfect. The Shennong's secret mantra will bear fruit immediately as soon as you recite it.
It seems that we need to practice harder. Fang Xiaoyu was secretly happy and decided to come back to this Feng Shui treasure land tomorrow morning to take a look.
He returned to the car, where Sister Hong and Yao Qian were chatting enthusiastically, talking about where the snacks were delicious, the beauty salon had good services, etc.
Maybe the two of them were at odds with each other, but Fang Xiaoyu was still happy to see him. Being able to make the women under him live in harmony is also a skill.
Fang Xiaoyu felt a little carried away thinking about it.
"Sister Hong, let's go! Let's find a place to eat hot pot!" Fang Xiaoyu joked with Sister Hong with a smile.
Sister Hong rolled her eyes at him: "It's such a hot day, so you're not afraid of getting angry."
"Don't be afraid, I like to eat something a little stronger and spicy lately." When he said this, Fang Xiaoyu glanced at Sister Hong's chest intentionally.
Sister Hong could vaguely hear something in this boy's words, and she replied politely: "Okay, sister, I'll treat you to a roast chicken dinner tonight. It's said that if you eat it, you'll be in a hurry, so you should take it easy."
Fang Xiaoyu smiled and said nothing, looking at the two beauties in front of him who were rich, capable, and good at making men happy, feeling a little reluctant in his heart.
"Where are we going to spend the night tonight? Let's take a step and see!"
He scratched his head and shouted to Sister Hong: "Drive!"
Sister Hong started the car and drove forward slowly. At night, Fang Xiaoyu took the three beauties to eat, drink and have fun. They drank and sang so happily that they went crazy until one o'clock.
He spent the night at Sister Hong's house. Of course, Yao Qian and Ye Qian were also there, and they didn't do anything bad.
The next day, Fang Xiaoyu asked Sister Hong to drive to the foot of Beishan Mountain. As soon as they entered the wasteland, they smelled a faint fragrance of grain.
Fang Xiaoyu rushed into the wasteland and took a look. He saw a lush green field in front of him. Many tender seedlings were growing in the ground, and there was still dew hanging on them.
"When you get rich, the ancient golden seeds sprout." (To be continued)