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East side of Jiasanqi Farm
There is a hillside that is neither big nor small!
The hillside is densely packed with a large number of houses, which are simple and plain. Most of them are the residences of the spirit plant farmers. Occasionally, the patrol teams will also take a simple rest here.
On a large open space on the top of the hillside, there is a quaint bamboo courtyard built with formations arranged on the outside of the courtyard. Many ornamental flowers and magical bamboos are planted in the courtyard. A lot of magical herbs are also planted in the small medicinal field, which looks very elegant.
This is, of course, Luo Lan's former residence!
“I didn’t expect this old woman to be able to enjoy herself.”
Wei Han muttered and took over the place without any hesitation.
He simply replaced the formation with the second-order Eight Desolate God-conferring Formation, and added a large-scale control formation outside the farm. Even if he was attacked by a cultivator at the peak of the foundation-building stage, he could remain invincible and wait for rescue.
This immediately increased my sense of security!
Coupled with the scanning of spiritual sense and the patrol and surveillance of the army of gold-eating ants, he believed that no one could create trouble under his nose.
Finished all this!
Wei Han did not start his retreat immediately.
After all, he is a new official and cannot ignore the spiritual fields.
He began to inspect every spiritual field here. He walked between the ridges, sniffed the fragrance of the earth with his nose, and occasionally listened to the buzzing of insects. It was a nice scenery.
"Master Steward!"
"Greetings, Mr. Steward!"
When the farmers who were busy in the fields saw him, they all bowed respectfully.
Wei Han no longer had the cold look he had just now, but nodded with a gentle smile, showing no disdain for their lowly status at all, which made all the spiritual plant husbands feel inexplicably touched for a moment.
"Father-in-law, how many years have you worked here?" Wei Han was strolling around and randomly found a ridge to sit down. Not far away, the white-haired old man who had just asked for mercy was busy.
He seemed to be startled!
When he saw it was Wei Han, he immediately saluted, walked over tremblingly and said, "Master, I am Wang Laowu, and I have been a spiritual plant husband here for 53 years."
"53 years? That's quite a long time." Wei Han was surprised.
"Yes, yes!" Wang Laowu smiled nervously, "I only know how to farm and don't know anything else. I have nothing to do with the previous steward. You must be more careful, steward."
"There's no need to mention this matter again." Wei Han waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "I'm willing to keep you here because I trust you. From now on, the matter of Luo Lan will be forgotten. You can just farm peacefully."
"Yes, yes, thank you very much, Manager." Wang Laowu immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sit down, let's chat for a minute." Wei Han patted the edge of the field. Wang Laowu quickly waved his hands and said he didn't dare, but under his insistence, he still sat down nervously.
Obviously, he still felt a lot of pressure sitting on an equal footing with a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage.
"Where are you from, father-in-law? How many people are there in your family?" Wei Han asked casually.
Wang Laowu's nervousness gradually eased. He smiled awkwardly and took out a pipe from his storage bag. He lit it and puffed on it, then replied, "I am actually a royal descendant of the Tiansheng Dynasty under the rule of the Corpse Demon Sect. When I was young, I was full of dreams and gave up my wealth and glory to enter the world of immortal cultivation. I thought I could travel the world and live forever."
"Who would have thought that reality is so cruel? After decades of struggling as a casual cultivator, I am only at the fifth level of Qi training, and I don't even have the slightest chance of building a foundation!"
"In the end, I simply found an ordinary wife and had a bunch of kids. Then I joined this farm and farmed the land steadily. If I work hard every year, I can support myself and my family."
"I now have 38 great-grandchildren, three of whom have spiritual roots and talents. I have already given up on cultivation! All the spiritual stones I earned have been invested in them. I hope they can have a bright future."
Wang Laowu kept talking on and on.
Wei Han was a little dazed, as if he saw the figures of many low-level cultivators, who also broke into the world of immortal cultivation with full of hope and passion, but were finally smoothed out by life.
If I didn’t have the cheats, I would have had a very hard time!
The world of immortal cultivation has always been a cannibalistic place, with stricter hierarchy than any other world. It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to stand out!
"How many spirit stones can you earn in a year on the farm?" Wei Han changed the subject out of curiosity.
Wang Laowu chuckled and said, "How can this be accurate? We spiritual farmers all make a living by our skills. If you are very capable, you can rent 30 to 50 acres of spiritual fields. When the harvest is good, you can hand over 80% of it, and we can keep 20%."
"If you have no skills and can only tend to ten or twenty acres of spiritual fields, you may even go hungry if you are attacked by monsters or poisonous insects."
"Now, second- and third-grade spiritual fields can produce two crops of rice each year, and one acre can produce about 300 to 500 kilograms of rice. The wholesale price of yellow sprout spiritual rice in Four Seasons City is only 41 broken spiritual points per kilogram. Can you calculate how much you can harvest?"
Wei Han was secretly surprised!
It seems that there is a huge gap between the rich and the poor among the spiritual plant husbands!
Those who have the ability and connections can naturally cultivate superior spiritual fields and grow superior spiritual rice. Although they can only get 20% of the income each year, they can still make a lot of money.
Those who have no ability and no connections can only cultivate inferior spiritual fields and grow the lowest grade yellow sprout spiritual rice. They can get a maximum of 180 kilograms of rice per acre per year, and one kilogram is only 41 broken spiritual points. Occasionally, when there is a good harvest, the rice shop will have to lower the price.
If we encounter a natural disaster like a locust plague, the harvest may not be enough to be handed over, and we will have to be whipped and starve. It’s miserable to think about it.
"Oh right!" Wei Han asked with great interest, "How much spiritual rice does our village need to hand over to the sect every year? 80%?"
“No, no, no!” Wang Laowu waved his hands repeatedly and said, “The sect does not collect according to the proportion. They collect a fixed amount. No matter if you encounter natural disasters or man-made disasters, you must hand over 300 kilograms of spiritual rice per acre.”
"That is to say, we must reach this level per acre to make sure our work is not in vain, and only when we reach 375 kilograms can we get 20%. As for the rest, most of it goes into the hands of the manager."
"The sect has long been aware of this. As long as they ensure that 300 kilograms of tribute are provided, they don't care much about how much of the extra is embezzled, and they often turn a blind eye!"
"oh?"
Wei Han suddenly understood after hearing this.
No wonder Luo Lan had been holding on to the farm for decades and refused to let go. Even when he was about to die and was dismissed, he still wanted to continue to control it.
It turns out that being a manager here not only brings in salary and merit points, but you can also make some extra money.
Don't underestimate a few dozen kilograms of rice per acre of land. There are more than 10,000 acres of land here, and hundreds of thousands of kilograms of rice can be produced a year. If a little bit accumulates, you can make a profit.
"It seems that we need to recruit more spirit plant husbands as soon as possible!"
"We can't have so many spiritual fields left unattended!"
Wei Han frowned and thought about it, and suddenly thought of Lu Yan.
Doesn’t this guy want to be a spirit plant husband? If we get him over to help with some management, it would probably be better than doing it ourselves, right?
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(End of this chapter)
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