The next morning, just as the sun rose in the east, the Meng Family's younger generation slowly made their way toward the family's rear courtyard.
Today was the great day for harvesting the "Six-Pattern Wheat" from the five mu of Spirit Plant Fields in the Meng Family's rear courtyard.
During this period, whether it was the Meng Family's higher-ups or its younger generation, all had gained greatly from those Second-Tier Spirit Plants, the "Six-Pattern Wheat."
Nearly everyone's monthly stipend had doubled compared to before.
Thus, if they successfully harvested this "Six-Pattern Wheat" today and continued selling it, the monthly stipends received by their group would surely rise by quite a bit again in the future.
With this mindset, under Meng Haoran's lead, the Meng Family's younger generation spent only half an incense stick's time harvesting all five mu of Spirit Plant Fields. Then, after spending the time it took to drink a cup of tea weighing each sack of "Six-Pattern Wheat," Meng Haoran recorded every result on paper talismans.
Before long, Meng Haoran turned and walked toward the pavilion behind him, handing the stack of paper talismans to Meng Bohai at the side.
Meng Bohai looked up at Meng Jingshan, only to hear him say in a deep voice, "Read it!"
Over these past days, Meng Jingshan had seen everything Meng Haoran had done for the Meng Family. In particular, the effort he had poured into the five mu of Spirit Plant Fields in the rear courtyard moved the old man as the Meng Family's clan leader.
Meng Bohai cleared his throat, then announced loudly, "The Spirit Plant Fields planted with Six-Pattern Wheat cover five mu. Today's harvest is as follows: the first field yielded nine hundred and forty-five jin of Six-Pattern Wheat; the second field yielded one thousand and thirteen jin; the third field yielded one thousand one hundred and twenty-six jin; the fourth field yielded one thousand one hundred and ninety-seven jin; and the fifth field yielded one thousand two hundred and forty-four jin."
Meng Bohai swallowed lightly, continued reading, and declared, "Today's harvest of Six-Pattern Wheat from the five mu of Spirit Plant Fields totals five thousand five hundred and twenty-five jin!"
Clap! Clap! Clap!
After hearing this, Meng Jingshan could not help clapping his hands as he said joyfully, "Good, good, good! Excellent!"
He turned toward Meng Haoran and said with a smile, "Hao Ran, you put in great effort in this matter. Once it is done, I will reward you!"
Meng Haoran cupped his fists. "Many thanks, Clan Leader Jingshan!"
Meng Haoran secretly thought, This harvest from the five mu of Spirit Plant Fields totaled five thousand five hundred and twenty-five jin, only a little over three hundred jin more than the harvest two months later. This proves two things. First, the yield of the Spirit Plant Fields is closely related to my cultivation. Second, the Spirit Plant Soil in these fields is only Yellow Grade. If I wish to increase the yield further in the future, then aside from raising my cultivation, I will need to improve the quality of this Spirit Plant Soil!
Standing to one side, Meng Bohai smiled. "Clan Leader Jingshan, it is still early today. Why not deliver this Six-Pattern Wheat to Gray Robe Jiang Lao and trade with him today?"
"That is precisely my intention. Once we bring back those Spirit Stones, we can give the children a little sweetness!"
Meng Jingshan nodded. "For this trip to the Black Market in Chiyang County, you and Hao Ran shall go together. Xinghua Meng Pavilion is not far from here."
Upon hearing this, Meng Bohai and Meng Haoran both cupped their fists in acknowledgment.
At sunset, Meng Bohai and Meng Haoran finally arrived at the place they had arranged to meet Gray Robe Jiang Lao last time.
Meng Haoran looked around and said in a low voice, "This Jiang Lao always arrives later than us by some time."
Meng Bohai replied, "Don't worry. As a merchant of Chiyang County's Black Market, he naturally has some precautions in place. We are neither in a hurry nor afraid!"
As he spoke, Meng Bohai looked at Meng Haoran again and asked, "Hao Ran, just now I noticed that your aura was long and steady, utterly different from yesterday's. Could it be that you have broken through again?"
Meng Haoran smiled faintly. "Yes. Clan Uncle Bohai, I unexpectedly broke through last night when I went to the back mountain to pay respects to my father."
"Hahaha! Besides your usual hard work, perhaps your father has been secretly helping you as well!"
Meng Bohai laughed. "I must take back what I said before. That day, I said you would surpass your father and reach the Tenth Layer of Qi Refining before the age of thirty. Looking at things today, you will not even need to reach thirty. You will attain the Tenth Layer of Qi Refining at twenty!"
Meng Haoran cupped his fists. "Hao Ran thanks Clan Uncle Bohai for his auspicious words!"
The moment his words fell, a rushing sound came from not far away.
Meng Bohai's expression changed. "He's here!"
Meng Haoran also became somewhat vigilant. This was their first time conducting a Black Market transaction with Gray Robe Jiang Lao in the evening.
A moonless night with high winds was the night for murder!
What kind of plans did this Gray Robe Jiang Lao have?
A black shadow drifted over. Once they saw his face clearly, it was indeed Gray Robe Jiang Lao.
Gray Robe Jiang Lao stopped and lightly cupped his fists. "Fellow Daoist Bohai, it has been a long time!"
Meng Bohai returned the gesture. "Jiang Lao, an inch of time is an inch of gold. There is no need for more pleasantries. Let us begin."
"Good!"
Gray Robe Jiang Lao extended a hand. "Please show me the Six-Pattern Wheat, Fellow Daoist Bohai."
Upon hearing this, Meng Bohai sent five Storage Bags flying to Gray Robe Jiang Lao's feet with a flick of his hand.
At this point, Meng Bohai was already a Half-step Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator. Dealing with Gray Robe Jiang Lao, a cultivator at Qi Refining Perfection, was naturally no challenge for him.
Therefore, he was not worried that Gray Robe Jiang Lao would steal this "Six-Pattern Wheat."
Gray Robe Jiang Lao took several steps forward. His pupils abruptly contracted as streams of spiritual sense spread out and entered the five Storage Bags.
Not long afterward, Gray Robe Jiang Lao raised his head and smiled. "Fellow Daoist Bohai, your strength truly cannot be underestimated. The Six-Pattern Wheat you brought last time was already enough to pleasantly surprise me. I never expected that the Six-Pattern Wheat you brought this time would exceed the previous amount by more than three hundred jin. I am truly impressed!"
"Jiang Lao flatters us!"
Meng Bohai pointed to the five Storage Bags beside Gray Robe Jiang Lao's feet and replied, "Please settle the Spirit Stones for us, Jiang Lao."
Gray Robe Jiang Lao nodded. "We previously agreed on a purchase price of sixteen Spirit Stones per jin of Six-Pattern Wheat. Fellow Daoist Bohai brought five thousand five hundred and twenty-five jin this time. Calculating it that way, that comes to..."
Meng Haoran reminded him, "Eighty-eight thousand four hundred Spirit Stones! Jiang Lao, this junior has already calculated it for you!"
Gray Robe Jiang Lao laughed. "Good lad! You came prepared. You want to take these Spirit Stones away so quickly—you are a little impatient!"
Meng Haoran replied, "My family urgently needs these Spirit Stones. Please do not take offense, Jiang Lao!"
After hearing this, Gray Robe Jiang Lao no longer hesitated. He counted the Spirit Stones from his robes, then flung five Storage Bags toward Meng Haoran, saying with a smile, "Lad, the Spirit Stones you mentioned are inside. Take a look!"
Meng Haoran caught the Storage Bags in one motion. The spiritual sense within his sea of consciousness immediately spread out and entwined with the Storage Bags.
Not far away, Gray Robe Jiang Lao was instantly shocked by the sight, secretly thinking, Am I seeing things? This brat has actually broken through again?
Before you continue