Han Su Came to Borrow Rice: One Had to Be Realistic

[Cold-Warm Grass]

(Needed to be planted in summer; after yin and yang were balanced, it became Yin-Yang Grass. A single plant was worth roughly 5 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones.)

[Centipede Vine]

(A single plant could cover an entire spirit field. Its ripe fruit could be refined into pills, with a total value of roughly 30 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones.)

[Four-Leaf Clover]

(One leaf was inferior, two were good, three were excellent, and four were supreme. A single extreme-grade plant was worth roughly 3 Low-Grade Spirit Stones.)

Xu Changqing lay in his chair, holding Myriad Records of Spirit Fields in his hands.

After reading through it over the past few days, he had come to understand spirit fields more and more.

Though he was still severely lacking in experience, he was no longer a complete novice who knew nothing.

"Wangwang!" At that moment, Wangwang barked toward the field ridge.

Xu Changqing looked up and discovered someone approaching.

Once the person drew close, he saw a familiar face.

Who?

Han Su!

"Senior Brother, I'm here." Han Su wore a smile.

Xu Changqing rose from his chair and stepped forward to greet him. "Still as quick as ever."

Han Su chuckled. "Since Senior Brother called for me, of course I had to come as soon as possible."

Xu Changqing pointed at the frozen spirit fields. "I just learned that turning over the soil when the temperature is low can dig up the insect eggs inside and freeze them to death."

Although the low-grade Metal-Killing Formation could kill insects,

it was better to save where one could.

After all, every activation consumed spirit stones and Metal Spiritual Power.

It especially caused wear to the spirit artifacts buried in the soil.

Starting now would not only freeze the insect eggs to death, but also loosen the soil