Everyone enjoyed this ordinary dinner.
According to Zhang Mushan, although the spotted deer that Wang Chen shot was not a very precious Demon Beast, it was very rare within a thousand miles radius and was about to be hunted to extinction by hunting cultivators.
The taste of venison is very good, similar to the texture of beef tenderloin. After being grilled and sprinkled with salt and ground spices, it has a delicious taste that will make you swallow it with your tongue.
The deer blood wine mixed with the spirit wine has the function of nourishing yin and strengthening yang. Zhang Mushan is not a greedy person, so in the end he asked Wang Chen for a jar to take home and drink slowly.
Before leaving, he specifically reminded Wang Chen not to go hunting too far away alone.
Also, be careful of the slave-catching teams in other fairy cities.
The slave catching team is much scarier than Demon Beast!
Wang Chen kept it in mind.
When he got up early the next morning, after weeding the Spirit Field, he took out the chopped deer meat bones, mixed them with a certain proportion of deer blood, and evenly sprinkled them on the field.
Spirit Rice, who "smelled" the smell of blood, poked out countless roots from under the soil layer, rolled up the broken meat and bones and dragged them back underground.
"Eat meat, eat meat!"
They were happy and happy, and expressed their gratitude and satisfaction to Wang Chen.
Wang Chen: "..."
In the days that followed, Wang Chen continued to live a reclusive life.
He listened to Zhang Mushan's warning and did not go hunting far away. He wandered around Dongli Mountain every time he went out.
Although Dongli Mountain's prey is rare and very difficult to find, Wang Chen relies on Upper Clarity Qiankun Mirror and the powerful Divine Sense to always find some Demon Beast that is hidden deep inside.
Never come back empty-handed again and again!
Wang Chen decomposes the essence of these hunted prey and eats them himself, or takes them to the market to exchange supplies with others.
Chop the rest to add fat to Spirit Field.
In addition to taking care of Spirit Field, Wang Chen spends most of his time practicing.
He was calm and calm, practicing Innate Five Elements Technique and Mystic Mirage Dragon Art diligently, cultivating Dragon Abyss Sword day and night, and practicing new sword skills at the same time.
The days were extremely fulfilling.
By the Mid-Autumn Festival, dozens of acres of Spirit Rice planted by Wang Chen are about to mature.
Since he missed spring plowing, he could only plant this season's Bijing Rice this year. However, with proper care and sufficient input of meat fertilizer, he saw a bumper harvest soon!
At this time, Wang Chen no longer goes out and guards his own Spirit Field waiting for harvest.
There are two worlds inside and outside Feixu Valley. If he goes out hunting at this time, these Spirit Rice might be secretly cut away without even leaving any residue.
However, what Wang Chen unexpectedly happened was that the rice thief did not appear.
Three monks came.
The leader was an old man in green with a kind face. He looked harmless with a smile.
When he saw Wang Chen who was guarding Spirit Field, he opened his mouth and said, "Fellow Daoist, I want all these Bijing rice."
Wang Chen was stunned for a moment.
I have seen people doing business, but I have never seen anyone talking about business like this. His tone was so matter-of-fact that he seemed to be convinced!
Wang Chen asked calmly, "What's your price?"
The old man in green raised a finger. "Three pounds of rice and one Lower Spirit."
Grass!
Wang Chen resisted the urge to curse.
When selecting seeds before, he had a special understanding of the market prices of different Spirit Rice.
Bijing Rice is easy to grow but difficult to produce a high yield. It tastes good and has a strong nourishing effect, so it is very popular in the market.
The market price of a pound of unhulled rice is around 1 Lower Spirit. It is said that the price can be higher if it is sold at Yongle Immortal City.
As a result, the other party actually offered Lower Spirit for three pounds of grain.
"Too low."
Wang Chen shook his head. "At this price, I might as well keep it for myself."
He consumes a lot of money to practice Heavenly Dragon Vajra Righteous Dharma, and his usual appetite is much larger than that of an ordinary monk.
You must keep part of the Bijing Rice you plant for yourself.
"Low?"
The old man in green looked at Wang Chen with a half-smiling expression, "Friend Daoist Daoist, I learned that I, Qian Wancheng, am the shopkeeper of Feixu Valley Wine and Rice Shop."
As he said that, he showed a piece of Identity Token!
Wang Chen's heart sank.
There is only one wine and rice store in Feixu Valley, which sells spiritual wine and Spirit Rice.
And everyone knows that all the shops in the valley are properties under the name of the leader of Feixu Camp - True Person Mu.
Wang Chen is not afraid of the old man in green who is trying to buy or sell by force. Even if the opponent is high-level Purple Mansion, he is capable of defeating him.
The problem is that there is Golden Core True Person standing behind this guy.
Then the situation is very different!
Wang Chen knows very well that the dignified Golden Core True Person will not pay attention to such a trivial matter. The people who play this kind of bullying and domination are 100% the people below him - such as the shopkeeper Qian in front of him!
Moreover, the other party is still confident and not afraid of Wang Chen being exposed at all.
With his mind spinning, Wang Chen said in a deep voice, "I have always admired True Person Mu and am willing to offer three thousand catties to Bijing Rice."
"Bah!"
The old man in green turned his face, spat on the ground with a vicious look, and yelled, "True Person Is this some rice missing from you? Don't overestimate your ability and try to cling to me. If you don't tell me what's good or bad today, I'll make it hard for you to eat!"
Wang Chen held back his anger and said, "Let's do this. I will keep five thousand kilograms of rice for myself and sell the rest to you at this price. Just show respect to True Person."
A good man does not suffer immediate losses. Since the other party dares to act in the name of True Person, he is not afraid of making things worse.
If you argue seriously with this shopkeeper and refuse to give in, chances are that Wang Chen himself will be the unlucky one in the end.
"I'll leave you a thousand pounds at most."
Qian Wancheng blew out a puff of air from his nostrils and looked at Wang Chen with cold eyes. "What do you think of five thousand jins? I'm not afraid to tell you, I, Qian Wancheng, will order these rice today!"
"Okay."
Wang Chen said, "Then I will only keep one thousand catties and sell the rest to you."
This has reached his lowest point.
"You're smart."
Qian Wancheng smiled and said, "I will send people to harvest tomorrow, so be prepared!"
After saying that, he turned around and took the people away.
The two people brought by Qian Wancheng have a strong temperament. At first glance, they look like Battle Cultivator who has been on the battlefield. Their eyes are bright and murderous.
"Slow down!"
Wang Chen said quickly, "The deposit hasn't been paid yet."
Qian Wancheng turned around and asked in surprise, "What's the deposit? Are you telling me about the deposit?"
He laughed loudly, then waved his hand and said, "I will give it to you, and you are afraid that I will default on it? You are overthinking it!"
Wang Chen remained silent.
Qian Wancheng thought Wang Chen had really given in, and said, "I'll come back tomorrow. I hope you're ready."
After Qian Wancheng and the three left, Wang Chen thought about it and then sent a talisman letter to Zhang Mushan.
As a result, the latter arrived in a hurry only at dusk.
"I'm going out today."
Zhang Mushan explained, "I just saw your talisman letter when I came back. Did something happen?"
Speaking of which, Wang Chen is really in trouble! ——
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