Chapter 358 Isn’t this offer too lucrative? 【3/4, please
Chapter 358 Isn’t this offer too lucrative? 【34, please subscribe】
The registration work for harvesting the spiritual fields is still proceeding in an orderly manner.
Since the spiritual plant farmers were all experienced cultivators, the harvesting and counting were very fast, and all the spiritual fields were harvested in half a day.
Wei Han always counts and calculates one by one!
Although the spirit plant husbands were unaware of other people's gains, every time it was their turn, they were all dumbfounded by their own gains, and finally left in ecstasy, holding their storage bags.
Obviously, Wei Han's concessions made them a lot of profit!
In this way, the spiritual plant husbands will be more supportive of his management, and they will probably be reluctant to leave here even if they are beaten to death in the future.
Finally, Wei Han counted the total number and found that more than 3.27 million kilograms of spiritual rice were produced in more than 10,000 acres of spiritual fields, although most of them were worthless such as yellow sprout spiritual rice.
However, there are also many precious spiritual rices such as purple spiritual rice.
"The total is out!" Wei Han held the jade slip and said to Lu Yan, "We have harvested a total of 3,278,416 jin 4 liang 2 qian of spiritual rice, of which yellow sprout spiritual rice accounts for about 60%. We have to hand over 2,049,010 jin of spiritual rice to the sect!"
"In addition, we have just distributed 491,585 kilograms of spiritual rice and 380,000 low-grade spiritual stones to 327 spiritual plant husbands. We still have 737,821 kilograms of spiritual rice left, and the total value is probably around one million spiritual stones."
After saying that, he handed the jade slip to Lu Yan!
It records various detailed figures, even down to how much spiritual rice each person has handed in. This bill is definitely the most authentic and professional.
Of course, he didn't plan to show it to anyone except Lu Yan, and he would not hand over this bill to the sect.
"So many?" Lu Yan was also shocked!
This is the profit for half a year!
In this way, wouldn’t that be more than two million spirit stones a year?
Isn’t this a bit too lucrative?
"It's not so bad!" Wei Han curled his lips indifferently. He was not particularly excited about it. If he didn't want to find a place to practice in peace, he would not care about this little profit.
More than one million low-grade spirit stones are only ten thousand medium-grade spirit stones!
If Wei Han really wants to earn this little profit, there are plenty of ways to do it.
So he waved his hand and said directly: "You have worked hard during this period. You will get 30% of the profits this time. If you want spiritual rice or spiritual stones, you can ask for it."
"Thirty percent?" Lu Yan was secretly shocked.
He knew Wei Han was generous, but he didn't expect him to be so generous.
He was given 30% interest just by raising his hand. That's hundreds of thousands of spirit stones. Would anyone else be so generous?
He thought it would be good enough to earn a few thousand spirit stones, but who knew that Wei Han would exceed his imagination.
"Too much!" Lu Yan replied in a deep voice: "10%, I want all the yellow sprout spirit rice! Is that okay?"
"oh?"
Wei Han looked at him in surprise.
This guy has a keen business sense. On weekdays, he either hangs out on the farm or sells meat in Four Seasons City. He lingers in the market all day long. Could it be that he realizes that the price of spiritual rice will continue to rise in the future?
"Okay!"
Wei Han was too lazy to ask more questions.
He is really not interested in whether the price of Lingmi will go up or not.
Although he had done this kind of reselling business in Xishan City before, his status and strength are different now, and these things no longer interest him.
Wei Han casually found a storage ring, stuffed 400,000 kilograms of yellow sprout spiritual rice into it and handed it to Lu Yan. The total number seemed a lot, but in fact, the value was only about 180,000 or 190,000 spiritual stones at most. The other spiritual rice with the highest total value was still in his hands.
"Take it. You've worked hard recently!" Wei Han said without allowing any refusal.
Lu Yan took it and took a look at it, and couldn't help but secretly click his tongue again.
This amount of wealth is still too exaggerated for a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage.
"It seems that I have to be careful when going in and out in the future. It would be bad if someone spots me!" Lu Yan joked with a smile.
Wei Han nodded seriously when he heard this.
He was aware of the insecurities of these lower-class monks.
So after thinking about it, he casually threw a few more pieces of the Fire Bird Essence Blood Talisman to him and said, "With this thing in hand, basically no one can rob you during the Qi Refining Period. If you encounter danger, just release it. I have a lot more."
"Okay!" Lu Yan nodded gratefully.
"Let's go. I have to go to the sect to hand in the spiritual rice."
Wei Han left a word and released the flying boat, which rushed straight into the sky and headed straight for the Changsheng Valley.
The news of harvesting the spiritual rice has spread. If he does not hand over his share of the spiritual rice as soon as possible, it is hard to guarantee that he will not be targeted by someone with ulterior motives.
Although he is not afraid of anyone, he still doesn't want to get into any trouble.
So he didn't give anyone a chance and rushed towards the sect at lightning speed.
As a result, as soon as I stepped into the sect, I saw three huge flying boats of thousands of feet in size floating above the mountain gate. They were shaped like building ships and were so huge that they blocked out the sky and the sun. At this moment, a large number of disciples were gathered on the deck.
"What's going on? Are we going to go on an expedition?" Wei Han was shocked.
He walked into the External Affairs Hall and found it much quieter than before. There was no longer the scene of outer disciples gathering everywhere as before.
He glanced around and looked at a female cultivator who was busy.
This person had a handsome appearance and a stern face, and seemed a bit unapproachable. However, Wei Han was quite familiar with her because she was Senior Sister Liu from the Ninth Peak who had helped him get the position of manager of Farm No. 37.
"Senior Sister Liu!" Wei Han nodded slightly and greeted her, then asked with a smile, "What's going on with the flying boat outside? Could it be that there's a fight going on in the Forbidden Land of the Weird Forest again?"
"That's right!" Senior Sister Liu raised her eyes and answered sternly, "The three major sects are fighting fiercely outside the Weird Forest Forbidden Land. This is the first batch of disciples to support them. A total of 200 foundation-building and 3,000 Qi-cultivating cultivators have been sent. More people should be sent in the future."
Wei Han frowned slightly.
As expected, a fight broke out. Logically speaking, a war between immortal cultivation sects would not cause such a commotion. Sending out some foundation-building and Qi-training monks cannot decide the outcome of the war, right?
"Don't be too surprised." Senior Sister Liu explained casually, "The sect needs elites, so when there is a little conflict, they can't wait to pull the disciples out for training. This is normal."
Wei Han was speechless again.
This explanation relieved his doubts.
It turns out that the fight for the secret realm was fake, but the military training was real.
The big bosses of the sect don't care how many low-level monks die. When they encounter conflicts, the first thing they think of is often to let the low-level disciples fight and kill. The elites who finally stand out are the hope of the sect. Obviously, the big bosses don't want to raise a bunch of greenhouse flowers in the sect.
It seems that it is not absolutely easy to practice in a large sect.
At least at this time, getting involved in a war is definitely not a good thing.
"Never mind, just don't involve me, it's just a minor conflict! The sect leaders won't force us to recruit them, right?" Wei Han muttered in his heart, raised his head and continued, "Senior Sister Liu, today I have harvested the spiritual rice from the farm under my jurisdiction, and I have come to the sect to hand it in. Please help me count it."
"Oh? So soon?"
Senior Sister Liu was a little surprised, but still nodded and agreed.
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(End of this chapter)
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