Chapter 215 The First Batch of Materials (1)
Slowly savoring the tea, the soft fragrance melted on the tip of the tongue, Luo Xuanyi tapped the table lightly with her fingers.
During this time spent in the fields chatting with the elderly farmers, Luo Xuanyi had come to understand the importance of rice to ordinary people. The high price of rice in the market, coupled with the scarcity of rice in circulation, was the most pressing expense for the village. If rice prices were normal, the residents of Guhu Town would be considered well-off.
The waiter's words reminded Luo Xuanyi. She had previously considered harvesting crops and fields to collect vital energy, but she could only vaguely estimate the specific chain reaction that would trigger. Anyway, as long as it brought chaos to the righteous path, it would be fine.
But now, perhaps in this small town she could see the consequences firsthand?
However, these are secondary. The most important thing now is to ensure that she has enough materials for her formation flags.
Suddenly, a steady stream of footsteps echoed down the street. Luo Xuanyi looked down from the window and saw pairs of large men carrying wooden barrels, striding toward the alley entrance. A hint of joy rose in her heart.
Ma Xinghua's courtyard had never been flooded with so many people at once. For a moment, the only visible sight was the ancient banyan tree's canopy-shaded canopy. Even though they were all born into the military, they were still relatively disciplined. Uncle De stood on the steps, waving his cane and sternly directing the men to stack the barrels according to their categories into the main halls on either side. Children and women, armed with paper, pens, and books, busied themselves checking the numbers on the lists.
For a moment, the whole yard was filled with shadowy figures and dust raised by their footsteps.
After a flurry of activity, Du Que'er received all the books. The townspeople had previously counted and delivered a minimum batch of goods to the trading house, so now it was easier to count the number and types.
The people in this town were much more literate than in other small towns. After all, they were all drummers, and Ma Xinghua often taught them some characters, so the records were concise and clear. Du Que'er took the book and checked it one by one, making sure there were no mistakes, then handed it to Ma Xinghua.
Everyone who was originally busy seemed to be suddenly suppressed by something, and the yard suddenly became silent.
The halls on either side were filled with wooden barrels, and everyone was feeling uneasy. The things piled here represented half of their monthly earnings. If they sold it all to the trading house, they would barely be able to fill their stomachs, not even stay afloat.
There was indeed someone involved in the deed signed by Luo Xuanyi and Ma Xinghua, but what if Luo Xuanyi suddenly changed her mind?
Half of the spiritual herbs and demon bones will fall into your hands, which is the biggest source of livelihood for every household.
Everyone's eyes were silently cast towards the courtyard gate, looking at Luo Xuanyi who was arriving late.
Luo Xuanyi had actually been outside the door for a long time, but the dust in the courtyard made her stop and wait for a while. When the courtyard fell silent, she stepped in with a rare and sincere smile.
"Can we start the delivery?" Her cheerful voice eased the tension in the yard a little.
Ma Xinghua held the book in his hand, nodded solemnly, and walked down the stairs. "Count and record everything in this book. Please follow me and mark the categories and numbers according to the book."
Luo Xuanyi didn't care about the type of ingredients; after all, they were low-grade materials; as long as there was enough, it would be fine. But she knew that if she showed it now, her previous excuse for alchemy would become questionable. After all, no alchemist would not care about their own materials.
Moreover, if everything here was left to the townspeople, no matter how simple-minded they were, facing the large amount of spirit coins at their fingertips, Luo Xuanyi could not guarantee that they would not falsify the numbers or fill them with defective products.
Although it was a waste of time, Luo Xuanyi followed Ma Xinghua as they opened and inspected each barrel one by one. Each barrel had a different inscription. Ma Xinghua pointed to one and said to Luo Xuanyi, "Each household has its own inscription, and the inscriptions also have corresponding markings. For example, the spiritual herbs in this barrel all belong to the Dai family. They were collected and counted by the Dai family themselves, and the number of items was recorded in the inscriptions."
"Once the delivery is complete, you will take this book. If you later discover that there is something missing from this barrel that is inconsistent with the book, you must ask the owner of the corresponding barrel to come to me for judgment. If a town resident dares to falsify the facts, I will not show partiality!"
The highly respected Uncle De also nodded, slamming his cane on the ground. His sharp eyes swept across the courtyard: "Even if you leave the army, you are still the drummers I trained! Anyone who dares to cheat will be punished according to military law!"
The courtyard was in a state of silence. Luo Xuanyi saw a young man with a swollen face curl his lips in disdain before being slapped on the back by a hunched middle-aged man beside him. They appeared to be a father and son.
Seeing Luo Xuanyi looking over, the young man narrowed his eyes and smiled, his demeanor quite exaggerated. He silently gestured with his fingers between the barrel and himself, as if he were the Dai family member Ma Xinghua had mentioned. Looking closely, he was dressed better than everyone else, his fingers were free of calluses, and his skin was smooth and shiny, giving him the air of a dandy from a wealthy family.
His father's clothes were the same as all the middle-aged men in the yard. His back was hunched, and he must have been seriously injured in the past. His face was old and weathered.
Ma Xinghua also noticed the young man's small gesture, and her brow furrowed suddenly, but she said nothing. Instead, she continued to examine the materials with Luo Xuanyi. From noon until dusk, Du Que'er and Ma Jiaju, holding lanterns, watched as Ma Xinghua closed the lid of the last wooden barrel containing the monster. She finally breathed a sigh of relief, "We're done. Everything is as recorded in the book, and nothing is missing."
"Then tell me the price you agreed on." Luo Xuanyi walked to a table and quickly took out two storage bags filled with zeros. "Tell me the total price."
Ma Xinghua's fatigue vanished, and she said excitedly yet with a hint of hesitation, "A total of 2,600 spiritual herbs and 2,100 demon beasts. According to the price we agreed on before, the spiritual herbs will cost a total of 6,900 spiritual coins, and the demon beasts are all whole, for a total of 9,100 spiritual coins."
Although he had calculated the price himself, Ma Xinghua still paused before speaking: "The total amount is 16,000 spirit coins."
The townspeople in the yard widened their eyes.
First update~ If sister Yi continues to squander like this, the money she stole will soon be gone hh
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