Chapter 137 Buried Spiritual Essence
After a long time, Ye's father finally understood the other party's intention.
The contract signed with Wanmao Supermarket did state that the market risks would be borne by the client.
"Isn't this a market risk? You are breaking the contract!" Dad Ye was angry.
Wang Xin smiled and said, "How can this not be considered a market risk? Feedback now shows that customers prefer jasmine-scented white strawberries. We follow the market and purchase whichever ones are popular."
Dad Ye was furious!
"Then why didn't you tell us in advance?"
"We didn't expect that jasmine-scented white strawberries would be so popular?" Wang Xin smiled proudly. The supermarket did have this kind of white strawberries, but they were incomparable to the Ye family's. He just wanted to play a trick on them.
So what? The Ye family had no choice.
He missed out on such a huge sum of money. Today, he must let the Ye family know that no matter how good the crops are, they cannot be sold without a suitable platform!
"There's nothing we can do about it. The market is ever-changing. How about I collect the overripe strawberries first? But as you know, strawberries are prone to spoilage if they're too ripe. We can't do that for high-end fruits. We can only look for old customers to see how they sell."
Wang Xin hypocritically suggested, "In that case, the price will definitely not be as high as before. After all, we have also taken risks. However, if you are willing to lower the price, I will take the trouble to negotiate with the company. We will still buy all your strawberries. This way, I can have an explanation to the company, and you can also reduce your losses. What do you think, Boss Ye?"
How is it? Damn it!
Father Ye almost swore, and refused loudly in a harsh tone:
"No thanks!" Go to hell!
"That's a shame! Boss Ye can come to me if he changes his mind. After all, there are still so many strawberries in the village. It's not easy to find buyers on short notice. Strawberries have a short shelf life, and it would be a waste if they all rot..."
"I heard that Boss Ye's village started to grow strawberries. If they knew that Boss Ye didn't sell any, then the villagers would have lost money and wasted their labor. I wonder if they would blame you then?"
The other party kept chattering with malicious intent, and Ye's father was so angry that he hung up the phone.
Bah! These businessmen have no skin!
Ye's mother was confused over there, and Ye's father didn't say much. He only started talking about it after returning home and having dinner.
"Then what should we do in the future?" Ye's mother looked angry.
"It's okay. The previous contract mainly focused on price, and there was no stipulation that we can't sell it to others." Ye Zhen comforted.
"But I remember the contract said that the other party would give priority to purchasing the things we grow." Mother Ye was worried.
Ye Zhen was even less afraid, "He purchases his products, and we earn ours."
"We are here to make money, not to quarrel with him. The company is not owned by him. Anyway, we have notified Wang Xin that if he does not come, he will bear the consequences alone. We are not afraid of his self-righteous control." Ye Zhen snorted and laughed.
It's not a threat at all!
Mother Ye felt much more relieved. What her daughter said made sense. Wouldn't they still be able to sell the products even if they didn't sell them to supermarkets?
Ye's father was more careful this time, and patted Ye's mother on the shoulder: "It's okay, luckily I felt it was wrong and recorded it later. We followed the contract, and the responsibility is definitely not ours."
So what if I offend the other party?
They are not doing business based on personal relationships; the other party is just an employee.
If the company comes to purchase, they will sell it. If the company doesn’t come, they don’t care.
Whether it's Grandma Ye's online store, or Mom Ye's group, or even the backstage...
Ye Zhen smiled mysteriously and calculated with his fingers. Fortune was rolling in, things were going smoothly, and things were turning around.
A Wang Xin, fearless!
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The summer rain is heavy and rapid, pouring down on the earth. It rained for half the night, and when the sky was slightly bright, the rain stopped and the wind died down, and the sky slowly cleared up.
Misty mountains, green curtain of wind and smoke
In the distance there are continuous mountains, the sky is clear blue, water vapor is rising, smoke is shrouded, and everything is hazy and frosty, like a shy maid covering her face.
The cool breeze blew away the summer heat. Early in the morning, Mother Ye and Grandma Ye put on their rain boots, carried their backpacks, took their two-clawed rakes, and called Aunt Ye to go up the mountain to pick mushrooms.
There is plenty of rain in July and August, and the climate in the mountains is hot and humid. After a night of rain, all kinds of wild mushrooms always appear on the ground.
You can pick up a lot of mushrooms by just raking up the thick and fluffy grass leaves. This year, all the dried mushrooms were given to Uncle Ye's family. Grandma Ye plans to pick more and keep them for making soup and hot pot during the New Year.
They didn't even eat a bite of breakfast and hurried up the mountain with their things.
It was rare for Little Brother Ye to get up so early, and Father Ye was very surprised;
"Oh! The sun rises from the west today. Is it the first time for a lazy guy to get up?"
"Isn't this just to make more videos? If I don't update every day, my fans will keep asking me about it and my traffic will drop!"
Doesn't Ye Xiaodi like to sleep? Of course not.
Grandma Ye is going to pick mushrooms, so she definitely can’t broadcast it live. Doesn’t that mean he’s the only one who can go live?
The aunties and grandmas in the village are very serious about picking mushrooms. If it hadn't rained heavily last night, there would have been people going up the mountain with flashlights in the middle of the night.
The early bird catches the worm!
If Grandma Ye and Mother Ye didn't pick up the trash quickly, there would be nothing to pick up when they got there.
After all, mushrooms can be sold for money now!
The Ye family is no longer short of money, and there are still many people in the village waiting to pick them up.
It's a good thing for the child to move around. Ye's father was eager to see it, and then waved his hand and urged:
"Go quickly, go quickly, don't delay."
Dad Ye has to go to the rice field to weed today. The rice is growing well, so the weeds in the field are rampant. They look like rice seedlings, with long, green leaves and deep roots. You can't pull them out without great strength.
If it were usual, it would not work if people went to the fields to pull weeds. We would have to buy some herbicides and spray them once or twice!
When there is abundant spiritual energy, rice grows well and weeds naturally flourish.
Ye Zhen had no other choice. In the world of immortal cultivation, all kinds of spiritual fields and medicinal gardens also had spiritual insects and weeds. At that time, there were disciples looking after them every day. But no matter what, immortal cultivators naturally had less effort than a mortal like Ye's father.
Dad Ye mentioned this at dinner yesterday. In the afternoon, while the weather was cool, Ye Zhen went to the fields and cleaned them up roughly. There was still some that he hadn't taken care of, so Dad Ye cleaned them up again today.
After putting the lotus leaves in the yard to dry, Ye Zhen went up the mountain.
There are fewer weeds on the mountain. After all, we raise a few sheep. We drive the sheep out in the morning and let them be self-sufficient. There is grass and water on the mountain. We bring them back in at night. We don’t have to worry about the sheep being hungry, and we can also clear the weeds under the fruit trees.
After letting the sheep out, Ye Zhen let go and continued walking towards the top of the mountain.
Along the way, we passed a pigpen and a small waterfall. The grass became more and more lush, and the trees became thicker and thicker. When we reached the top of the mountain, we could still see a big river in the distance, which ran across the towns like a jade belt.
Ye Zhen chose a valley that was sheltered from the wind and absorbed the air, and took out a small piece of green thing the size of a finger.
This time when Ye Zhen went to Wuping Mountain, he went down tens of thousands of meters further than last time, but still could not see the bottom. There was no sunlight inside, and only some tiny plants existed.
On the contrary, the quality of the spirit stones becomes higher as you go down, and spirit stones of various colors are deeply embedded in the stone wall, one piece after another.
Ye Zhen’s eyes lit up when he saw it!
My mind was racing, the words "get rich" were flooding my screen!
If all of this were chiseled out, we could build a mountain!
Thinking that there was still spiritual energy left in the Dan Mansion, Ye Zhen gritted his teeth and continued to explore downwards. He didn't know how many meters he had walked, but the deep pit seemed like a chasm with no bottom in sight.
At this moment, the spiritual energy is so dense that it is about to condense into water droplets. The spiritual sense cannot penetrate more than a few meters in the air. The thick spiritual energy blocks the spiritual sense.
Ye Zhen stood at the edge of the mountain wall with regret. The Dan Mansion did not have enough spiritual energy and he had to fly back, but there must be something strange below.
The spiritual energy here is as concentrated as a large spiritual vein, but it did not dissipate. Instead, it all poured into the underground.
Ye Zhen waved his hand vigorously towards the mountain wall where the spiritual energy was the most concentrated, and the spiritual energy in the Dan Mansion immediately dropped by half.
"Bang!" The rocks exploded with a deafening roar.
After all the broken rocks fell, Ye Zhen flew over.
“!!!” Ye Zhen was so happy that he almost jumped up!
In addition to the spirit stones outside, the huge hole that was exploded was filled with sparkling milky white spirit crystals.
I didn't expect it really exists here!
Ye Zhen immediately reached into his trouser pocket. Fortunately, he was prepared this time, Ye Zhen thought proudly, otherwise he would not be able to take any good things back.
He took out a folded object from his trouser pocket and unfolded it - a large sack.
Yes, it is so down to earth.
Without a Qiankun bag, there were no tools or materials to draw the storage talisman, so I had to provide everything at home.
Afraid that the spirit stones or spirit crystals were too heavy and would burst the bag, Ye Zhen took a few more and put them together.
Hehe! You didn't expect that!
After prying a few of them with great grunts, Ye Zhen simply continued digging. He didn't even pick up the spirit crystals and buried his whole body in the water.
As she dug and pried, the spirit crystals piled up into a path under her feet. The deeper she went, the more spiritual energy there was, even to the point where it formed mist visible to the naked eye, making everything hazy.
Ye Zhen was panting heavily, with a ferocious look on his face and eyes full of fanaticism as he dug all the way!
I don’t know how long I drilled inside, but Ye Zhen became more and more excited.
One day, she even stepped on the spiritual crystal under her feet!
What a waste!
Ye Zhen sighed, his mouth corners cracked, like an old ox plowing the fields, or the donkeys and horses pulling the mill in the production team, he continued to dig tirelessly!
It’s sent, it’s sent!
Ye Zhen's heart was pounding, his brain was so overwhelmed by the joy that he didn't know which way was which. He could only dig mechanically!
With his spiritual energy exhausted, Ye Zhen was gasping for breath. Not knowing how many miles deep into the mountain wall he had gone, Ye Zhen pried open a gigantic spiritual crystal that was blocking his way.
suddenly see the light!
If the spiritual energy outside is so dense that it condenses into mist and is difficult to see, then here it has condensed into milk.
Inside was a huge cave. The walls of the cave were covered with sparkling spirit stones. Large spirit crystals formed into columns, and milky white drops of water fell from the pointed ends below.
White lotus-like spiritual plants grew on the spiritual stone pile. Water droplets gathered on the ground. After thousands or tens of thousands of years, the water droplets gathered into a finger-thick stream and finally flowed into an irregular round pool the size of a palm.
The snow-white and thick spiritual liquid formed a milky paste and settled at the bottom and around the small pool, leaving only traces of the spiritual milk flowing in from the outside.
Ye Zhen pounced forward, carefully and lovingly caught a drop, took a deep breath, and the newly advanced cultivation in his body loosened up.
Oh my god! It's spiritual milk! One drop of it can improve one's cultivation level by one major realm.
Ye Zhen suppressed his excitement and continued to walk inside. Finally, he found a spiritual marrow inside another slightly larger spiritual milk.
Ye Zhen took out a bit of spiritual marrow the size of his little finger, and then picked out the spiritual crystals from the most concentrated part and put them into a sack.
The spiritual milk cannot be used now, otherwise the person will burst in the next second! She is relieved to leave it here.
After recovering his spiritual energy inside, he returned excitedly as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
And now, Ye Zhen buried this small piece of spiritual marrow into the earth veins. The next second, the mountain seemed to come alive invisibly!
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