When the villagers saw Li Qingyun's appearance, they all greeted him warmly, especially the son and daughter he was holding, who were the targets of everyone's banter.
This is a real problem. Li Qingyun has done well. He has contracted all the land in the village and recruited all the laborers in the village as workers. In other words, everyone in the village will work for Li Qingyun. It is difficult to face the boss.
Why don't you just keep a straight face and pretend not to see it?
"Fuwa, I haven't seen you for a few days. Where did you go to investigate again? Haha, let me tell you, you don't have to go anywhere now. You lie at home every day and you have endless money. Why are you bothering all day long?
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"Oh, Ke Ke is so beautiful, just like the doll on TV. My eldest nephew, you are so lucky. You have a son and a daughter and your own career. What else do you want in this life?"
"Haha, let me tell you, in my life I envy Fuwa the most for marrying two beautiful wives and being able to live in peace and harmony. As for career and money, just spend enough."
Li Qingyun smiled and responded one by one. What the villagers said made sense, but they were not themselves and did not know their own troubles. Money must continue to be earned, otherwise after the small space is upgraded, more and more jade will be needed. How can one maintain a small space without money?
Is the space normal?
If there is such a big trouble in the world, if you don't continue to work hard and recruit good players, there will always be jealous and greedy people who will jump out and divide your own resources and rob your property.
You have to keep going on this road and go on according to your own ideas.
There were many people on the street, even more than the people in the village. Without exception, most people recognized Li Qingyun. After seeing him, no one dared to come up to say hello. Instead, they were avoiding the god of plague, for fear of being noticed by him.
Li Qingyun smiled indifferently. He didn't care and strode towards Farm No. 1 in the Northland.
The rice in the village is basically harvested around the National Day, but the spiritual rice grown on Farm No. 2 has turned yellow due to special circumstances. The breeze blows, bringing bursts of fragrance like chaff.
Such a spiritual rice field was surrounded by thousands of people looking at it. The situation was indescribably weird, as if these people had never seen a rice field in their lives.
The paths around Farm No. 2 are already crowded with these people. They don’t make any noise or stir up trouble. They just press the shutter as hard as they can to take a photo.
I just noticed that when Li Qingyun appeared, there was a slight commotion and I took the initiative to make way for him. No one spoke to him either. It seemed that I just wanted to visit the Ling Rice Field. I didn't want to make friends with Li Qingyun.
Zheng Xinyan, Chu Yingtai, Gong Xinghe, Gu Zhaoji, Xiao Qian, Wang Dachui... They patrolled the farm nervously, going around and around, for fear that someone would rush in and snatch the precious spiritual rice.
Seeing Li Qingyun push the door open and come in, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that as long as Boss Li showed up, everything could be solved.
"Isn't it just a hundred acres of spiritual rice? Why are you guys working so hard? What's going on with these people outside? Do they want to rob or buy?" Li Qingyun joked nonchalantly.
Gong Xinghe said angrily: "You put it lightly, the jade fat rice from Emei is only sold to those who are destined, and the worst coarse rice costs 10,000 yuan per catty. The Guishou rice from Wudang also costs the worst.
Fifty thousand yuan per catty is also only sold to related households. As for the special rice that is only available to the top management of the central government, you can't buy it no matter how much you pay. And the rice grown in our No. 2 farm is only better than other rice in quality, and
At what price should we sell it? If everyone is rushing to buy it, who should we sell it to?"
Li Qingyun pouted, this is indeed a problem, but let's first see the quality of the spiritual rice he grows.
So he put Keke and Chongchong on the ground and let them play next to them. Li Qingyun went to the edge of the field and grabbed a rice ear. He rubbed it in the palm of his hand and used a spiral force to peel off the chaff in an instant, revealing the crystal grains.
The clear long strips of rice are two or three times larger than ordinary rice. They are almost transparent. Perhaps because the spiritual energy is too strong, there are six or seven small green dots on each grain of rice, which means that they are coming out of the rice.
Observe with your spiritual mind that these green dots are the most nutritious spiritual energy essence in spiritual rice.
Almost every grain of rice has these tiny green dots as small as needle tips, with as many as seven or eight and as few as two or three, forming a distinctive feature.
"Huh? The seeds we use don't have these green dots? Are they mutated?" Li Qingyun cried out when he saw this kind of rice for the first time.
"Before they matured, I often looked at some of them, and there were no such little green spots. Recently, the shells turned yellow, and when I peeled some of them off for observation, I discovered these green spots. After boiling, the green spots did not disappear, like fish roes.
Generally, it blooms in the mouth and has an excellent taste." Zheng Xinyan introduced.
"When cultivating rice seedlings next year, use all these mutated rice seeds. Only ten acres of rice seedlings grown from ordinary seeds will be left for comparison," Li Qingyun said.
At this time, someone among the onlookers finally couldn't help it anymore. A middle-aged man, about forty-five or six years old, with sallow cheeks, a short beard, and wearing a handmade coarse cloth, shouted in a loud voice:
"Li Qingyun, Boss Li is back, right? I'm Lei Ao. We exchanged a few words on the forum. Do you have any impressions?"
"Lei Ao? Know-it-all Lei Ao? I do have some impressions." Of course Li Qingyun had an impression. This guy, who is known as the senior figure in Jianghu, has a bad temper and often disagrees with others. He yells and scolds people on Jianghu forums, and is often warned and deducted by the administrator.
I just didn't expect it to be a middle-aged man with a sallow face. I thought he was at least sixty or seventy years old. It was obvious on the forum that he was a high-level master of the second level. Why did he look so sick? Look at his sallow face.
, there are also deep sunken eye sockets, and the injuries to the liver and gallbladder are probably serious.
"That's right, I am Lei Ao. I don't want to be taken as a know-it-all, but I still know a lot about the secrets of the world, haha." Hearing someone praise him, this middle-aged man smiled so hard that his molars were exposed.
"I'm a guest from afar, please come in." This was the first time Li Qingyun took the initiative to make friends on the forum. Li Qingyun had a good impression of this neutral know-it-all, and immediately handed him over and let him enter Farm No. 2.
Lei Ao was not polite and immediately opened the door and entered Farm No. 2. Although this farm was only a small hollow iron gate more than two meters high, few Jianghu people dared to break through. If there was a move here, the three realms over there would
Experts would jump over from Chunqiu Medical Center and slap the intruder to death. Even if they called the special management department, they would not be able to answer the question.
"Thank you, thank you. Boss Li is so generous. Haha, due to the influence of Jianghu Forum, I thought Boss Li was not easy to get along with, so I watched him outside for a long time without daring to speak. So what? I won't talk in circles with you.
My liver and gallbladder have been seriously injured, my spleen and stomach are extremely weak, and elixirs are hard to find, so I can only place my hope on spiritual ingredients. This time, I hope to buy a few kilograms of spiritual rice from Boss Li without shelling it." Lei Ao doesn't have to shell it either.
I was polite and offered to buy spiritual rice as soon as I entered the gate.
The Jianghu people outside immediately pricked up their ears and eavesdropped to see how Li Qingyun answered, because this matter was of great importance. If Li Qingyun was willing to sell, they could also get some. They would not leave empty-handed.
Li Qingyun glanced at Lei Ao's coarse clothes, hesitated, and asked: "I'm not one to beat around the bush. I just want to ask, are you rich? Or is your family rich?"
Lei Ao slapped his chest and said confidently: "I am rich, of course I am rich. My family is from Haiqing Province. I have several jade mines and pastures with countless horses, cattle and sheep. This
The cultivators of this era have no money or resources, and no one can cultivate above the second level. You can set a price, as long as it is not too much higher than the market price, I won’t even frown."
Li Qingyun thought, how many jade mines are there? The jade mines in Haiqing Province are almost all sapphire. This kind of jade has a stronger effect on small spaces than the mutton-fat jade in the Xinjiang area. I am worried that I can't contact the sapphire mine.
Now there is a resource person, and the resources he owns are extremely scarce. It seems that he can make a big long-term deal.
Just as he was about to answer, he saw countless complicated looks from around him. Li Qingyun frowned slightly. There were too many martial arts masters around him, and the risk factor was too high this night. He had to find a way to give these people a little hope and not let them risk robbery.
, spoiling the spiritual rice that is about to be harvested.
So Li Qingyun said loudly: "Since this is our first year to cultivate and grow Qinglong Spirit Rice, we have not yet conducted specific experiments on the yield and quality. Let's wait until tomorrow morning. I will definitely give you a specific answer. How much can it be sold?
The price per kilogram will be announced tomorrow."
These words were spoken in a loud voice. They were not meant for Lei Ao to hear. Almost everyone on the street around them heard what Li Qingyun said.
Suddenly, there was some commotion, and most people showed a hint of excitement on their faces. They all thought that they had hope of buying the spiritual rice grown by Li Qingyun. Moreover, this was the first time they had heard the name of this spiritual rice.
, called Qinglong Lingmi. After shelling, it is naturally called Qinglong Lingmi.
Although Lei Ao had a violent temper, he still had a good temper. Seeing that Li Qingyun had already promised it to him, he stopped urging him. After expressing his gratitude, he drifted away, saying that he was going back to the Bamboo House Hotel to rest.
At this time, someone finally shouted at the top of his lungs: "Boss Li, we also want to buy some Qinglong Lingdao, are you really selling it to the public?"
"Since everyone has come all the way here, I am too embarrassed to hold it tight. Therefore, the sale is certain, but the quantity will definitely not be large. Everyone must be prepared. It is getting dark now, so everyone should disperse.
Tomorrow morning, prepare cash or transfer via mobile phone, and come here to queue up." Li Qingyun replied loudly, giving these people hope that after they finish harvesting the spiritual rice in an emergency at night, it will not be too late to disclose the high price.
These Jianghu people did not expect that Li Qingyun was so easy to talk to. They were all very excited. Even those who were doubtful were surrounded by the crowd and left Farm No. 2.
After the Jianghu people had almost dispersed, Gong Xinghe asked in a low voice: "Boy from the Li family, do you really plan to sell to these Jianghu people? There are more than a thousand people today. When the news comes out at night, there may be more than 2,000 people."
People, or even more... Our one hundred acres of spiritual rice, how many people can we share?"
"Stop saying anything, quickly prepare the harvesting machine and harvest at night. **** Ancestor Banban, among these crowds, there are at least a dozen masters of the Three Realms hidden. If there is a real trouble, a fire can burn all the mature ones.
Who should we turn to for the rice? Our power here is seriously insufficient. I didn’t expect their desire for spiritual rice to be so strong. They can’t do it without selling it." Li Qingyun said helplessly in a low voice.
"What about the price?" Zheng Xinyan asked eagerly.
"The starting price is 100,000 yuan per pound... I tried my best to raise the price to see how many people could afford it." Li Qingyun gritted his teeth and replied. (To be continued.)