Chapter 388: Joyful Eyes, Private Property! 【1/4, please subscribe
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Lu Qingying is very efficient
On the next morning, she sent someone to deliver three Eight Treasures Floating Cloud tea tree seedlings, and told her father that he needed to think about what happened yesterday and would give a reply in three days.
Wei Han didn't care about this!
He was just making a casual move. Whether the other party agreed or not, it didn't really have much impact on him.
However, looking at the three potted-like tea trees in front of him, a trace of distress appeared on his face - where should they be planted?
Wei Han originally wanted to use the Wanshou Changqing technique to induce the growth of seedlings, so as to obtain high-year tea leaves in bulk.
However, this secret technique of inducing labor is his own secret. In the sect, people come and go, and various Jindan cultivators have powerful and terrifying spiritual awareness. He dare not plant it in the backyard of Danfeng.
"How about planting it on Farm No. 37?"
Wei Han suddenly thought of the Bamboo Garden on the farm, or the residence on Tianyi Street in Four Seasons City!
Both places currently belong to him, and he occasionally lives there.
Seriously speaking, Farm No. 37 should be the most suitable.
This is the place where spiritual rice is grown. Not only does it have spiritual veins but it is also protected by a large formation. Even Jindan stage cultivators want to spy on it. Besides, no one would go to a farm on purpose to cause trouble, right?
"I'm going to be out for a while. If any guests come, just tell them I'm not here." Wei Han casually instructed Xiaoqing and Xiaozi, and as they bowed respectfully, he turned around and rushed towards the External Affairs Hall.
His identity has changed now!
Although he still had control of the farm in his hands, he didn't know whether he could continue to serve as the manager for a long time. This matter was related to whether he could plant tea trees in Zhuyuan, so he wanted to ask.
Along the way!
Someone recognized his identity.
One by one, the inner and outer disciples bowed and greeted him, calling him "senior brother", and some clever ones even called him "holy son" in advance. Everyone had a look of reverence and envy on their face, just like a thousand stars surrounding the moon.
Wei Han was a little uncomfortable with this.
But he still nodded gently to everyone.
"Is this Senior Brother Wei from Danfeng? So young?"
"Hush, keep your voice down. He was born as a casual cultivator. It's not easy for him to get to where he is today!"
"Haha, there are also rumors that he is Elder Qingyan's illegitimate son, but I don't know if it's true!"
Inside the Palace of External Affairs
The disciples who were queuing up to receive the task were pointing and talking.
Wei Han was too lazy to care too much and went straight to find Senior Sister Liu.
This cold-faced but warm-hearted Senior Sister from the Ninth Peak was busy at the moment. When she saw him coming, she couldn't help but asked in surprise, "Junior Brother Wei, what are you doing?"
"Senior Sister!" Wei Han forced a smile and said, "I was previously appointed as the manager of Farm No. 37, and now..."
He hasn't finished yet!
Senior Sister Liu suddenly realized and said, "With your current status change, it is indeed not suitable for you to continue to serve as the farm manager. I will hand it over to you right away."
"No, no, no!" Wei Han hurriedly stopped her: "Sister, you may be thinking wrongly. Although my status has changed, I still love tending to the spiritual rice in the fields, so I want to ask if I can keep the position of farm manager for a long time?"
"Um?"
Senior Sister Liu was a little confused!
The outer sect deacons around were also a little dumbfounded.
"Brother Wei, you have already become a phoenix, how can you still care about the income from the farm? I'm afraid that there is no saint son in our Changsheng Valley who is also the manager of the outer sect, right?"
"Yes, this is the work of the outer sect deacons. How dare I trouble you to do it?"
Everyone was talking and advising.
It seemed as if being a farm manager was such an humiliating thing.
Of course, no one would think that Wei Han was greedy and unwilling to let go. After all, the little profit from the farm was nothing to the Young Master and Holy Son of Danfeng.
"Brothers and juniors, don't be surprised." Wei Han pretended to sigh and said, "I was born as a casual cultivator, and the most enjoyable thing for me is to play with flowers and plants, so I want to continue to manage the farm."
"So that's how it is!" Senior Sister Liu was not surprised. After all, there were many cultivators with special hobbies in the world of immortal cultivation, so it was not surprising that he liked to be a spiritual plant husband.
Senior Sister Liu pondered for a while and said, "It is obviously inappropriate for you to serve as the farm manager at your current position. The sect has no precedent for this. However, the sect is very caring towards the saints and saints, and there are regulations that allow them to be granted certain properties."
"For example, mines, farms, shops in the fairy city and the like. As long as the saints need them, they can legally obtain a private property from the sect, which can also be regarded as an income!"
"It's just that no Saint has seemed to be interested in these things over the years. So if you want, I can report to the elders of the sect and transfer the farm to your name after the disciple-taking ceremony."
"From now on, the farm will be yours. You don't need to hand over the spiritual rice you produce to the sect, and the patrol disciples will also be dispatched by the sect. What do you think?"
Wei Han couldn't help but smile when he heard this.
I didn’t expect the sect to have such humane treatment.
The Holy Son and Holy Daughter are truly superior people, they can even enclose land and own private property.
Although other saints looked down on such treatment, he did. In this way, wouldn’t the farm be his private property in the future?
Many things that are not suitable to be done in a sect can be quietly implemented here, and will never attract the attention of outsiders. At most, people will mistakenly think that you just like to grow flowers and plants.
"In that case, I'll be asking for your help, senior sister!" Wei Han said with a polite smile.
"That's fine!" Senior Sister Liu pondered for a moment and continued, "Since you want to apply for property from the sect, a farm alone might be a bit shabby. How about this! I will apply for a mansion in Four Seasons City and twelve shops for you. All the future rental income will belong to you. You will have some private property of your own. The Saint Son of our sect cannot be too shameless after all."
"This is the upper limit of what I can apply for. If you are still not satisfied, you can ask the sect master to apply in person, or ask Elder Qingyan to come forward. I believe the sect should give you a higher salary!"
Wei Han raised his eyebrows with a hint of surprise.
Is this a pleasant surprise? Not only can he take over the farm, but he can also obtain a mansion and twelve shops in the inner city of Four Seasons City?
You know, that place is very valuable!
The annual rental income of each store is staggering.
The treatment that Changsheng Valley gives to the Son of God is truly shockingly good.
In addition, he did not expect that Senior Sister Liu, the deacon of the External Affairs Hall, would have such great authority. Her identity and background must not be simple, right?
Wei Han's eyes flickered but he didn't think about it any more. Instead, he agreed with a smile: "In that case, I'll have to trouble you, Senior Sister. Please take care of everything."
"good!"
Senior Sister Liu nodded and smiled, but she couldn't help but sigh in her heart!
A year ago, Wei Han was still an outer sect deacon who needed to use connections to get in through the back door.
Now, in a blink of an eye, he has become the Young Master of Danfeng and the Holy Son of the sect. This change of identity is truly regrettable.
(End of this chapter)
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