Chapter 216 The First Batch of Materials (2)
They only vaguely knew that Ma Xinghua and Luo Xuanyi had signed a contract for a higher price, but they never knew it could be sold for so much higher!
The townspeople who knew how to calculate couldn't help but quickly calculate in their minds. The spiritual herbs and monsters that the town had originally contracted to sell to the trading house by the mayor had a total price of around 10,500. The amount they sold was more than double what they had sold to Luo Xuanyi!
Today they delivered two thousand spiritual herbs to the trading house, and after decomposing two thousand five hundred monsters, they received three thousand six hundred spiritual coins!
Just the price I got from selling to Luo Xuanyi, if divided equally, would give each family about eighteen or nineteen spirit coins. This is half of the monthly income, not including the money earned from other livelihoods.
The breathing sounds in the yard suddenly became heavier. Thinking about the money given by the trading house, which was not enough to make a living, many people began to regret that they should have sold less goods to the trading house in the morning.
Luo Xuanyi had spent the money precisely to achieve this effect. She surveyed the courtyard with satisfaction, then waved her hand. The storage bag suddenly floated upside down, its red string untied. She smiled, pointing to the empty jar in the corner, and said to Ma Xinghua, "Bring anything that can hold money here. Otherwise, I'm afraid a single jar won't hold all the sixteen thousand spirit coins."
Ma Jiaju ran back and forth in the backyard several times, even carrying out the rice jar and placing it heavily on the tiled floor. However, compared to the more than 9,000 spirit coins, it was still too small. Several nearby townspeople immediately responded and diligently ran back to their homes to bring out several round buckets for drying rice and bottles and jars of pickles. The yard was soon filled with containers of all sizes.
But Luo Xuanyi still shook her head: "Not enough."
She simply walked towards the main house, her black robe fluttering with her steps. Everyone seemed to be attracted by her and followed her to the corridor connecting the front and back courtyards, where they saw Luo Xuanyi suddenly stop.
A stream of light suddenly emanated from the gray storage bag suspended in mid-air, flowing across the vermilion-painted corridor. The soft light flickered, and for a moment everyone's eyes averted, unable to look directly. But they were surprised to find that the vegetation on both sides of the corridor had instantly turned an emerald green.
A huge amount of spiritual energy overflowed, and wild flowers bloomed on the stone bricks, and buds sprouted from green branches. The spiritual energy rushed towards everyone with the wind. Everyone felt that the fatigue of the day was swept away, and they breathed freely, and their bodies seemed to be lighter. A few boys couldn't help but breathe deeply in ecstasy, and even Uncle De couldn't help but quicken his breathing.
The spiritual energy dissipated between heaven and earth, and the light on the corridor finally dimmed. Everyone was able to open their eyes and look, and they couldn't help but hold their breath.
Spirit coins, piles of spirit coins, neatly stacked on the corridor.
Sixteen thousand spirit coins were piled up into a moonlight-white wall, radiant and spotless, filling the corridor.
The dust on the beams and the moss between the bricks were all washed clean by the extremely clean spiritual energy. The corridor seemed to have returned to the time when it was just built. The glazed tiles were sparkling, and the immortals carved on the beams that had been covered in dust for a long time were looking down at everyone with compassion for the scene of sentient beings crossing the sea.
Luo Xuanyi turned around and looked at them, a circle of moonlight-like halo reflected behind her, and her expression seemed vague and holy, just like the immortal on the tall sorghum.
"These are all yours now. You deserve them."
There was no ecstasy, no riot, not even the sound of breathing. Everyone stared blankly at Luo Xuanyi and the wall that seemed to be made of jade.
Ma Xinghua and Du Que'er stepped forward and began to call out the names of the representatives from each family according to the remuneration that each family deserved in the book. The townspeople consciously lined up quietly and watched as Ma Jiaju's big hands bit by bit dismantled the sacred high wall into pieces of light and distributed them to each family.
Tian Liu, dazed, held the twenty spirit coins in his hand and walked to the side of the group. The spiritual energy emanating from the spirit coins was pure and beautiful. He held them as if he was finally holding a crescent moon.
No, it was not the moon. What he was holding was a bag of rice that would allow him to survive the month, a medicine bag for his wife who was suffering from tuberculosis, and candy crumbs for his little daughter who had her mouth split open by the mayor's servants after she stole a bunch of rice ears out of greed.
The kitchen finally had more oil and salt, so he no longer had to retch during meals. He could save a little money; a few spirit coins would provide him with security for the next month, and he no longer had to worry all night about suddenly getting sick and not being able to earn money. He could get a good night's sleep, a full three hours.
Moreover, this is not a one-time thing. Next month, and the month after, he can still live this kind of life because Luo Xuanyi signed a six-month contract.
What he was holding was still the moon, the moon that was out of reach and could only be obtained in his dreams.
A tear suddenly fell from Tian Liu's eyes, dry from life. He clutched the spirit coin, knelt down before Luo Xuanyi, who was standing in the corridor, and kowtowed three times without a word.
Luo Xuanyi was startled, but more people took out spiritual coins and bowed down to her like Tian Liu, as devout as if they were worshiping a god.
She didn't understand what the money really meant to them. Some things were useless to theorize unless one experienced them. She just watched as groups of people took their spirit coins, knelt down, and left.
The wall of spirit coins that had gathered together to nourish the plants was dismantled and finally fell into the hands of the townspeople. Everyone rushed back home to tell their families the good news.
The sun had set, but Guhu Town wasn't pitch black as usual. Only the mayor's mansion, ablaze with lights, could be seen. Every household had a light, a rare sight, and occasionally, cries could be heard. But unlike in Guhu Town before, these cries were of joy.
Luo Xuanyi stood on the corridor, feeling unusually complicated.
They didn't know that before Luo Xuanyi came to deliver the goods, she was still thinking about how the town would be destroyed by the high food prices in order to confirm her next move.
She threw so much money at once, deliberately setting a trap for the townspeople. To get more money, they would undoubtedly further reduce the price they offered to the trading house, inevitably exacerbating the dissatisfaction of the mayor and the trading house, which served as the middlemen. She assumed that the total amount of materials obtained from such a large price would be enough to gather before her coins ran out, and the intensified conflicts would only foster fertile ground for her evil intentions.
Her actions were full of malice, but she was thanked by the townspeople. It's a truly darkly humorous story.
Luo Xuanyi never regretted what she did. She knew that everything she did was for her own benefit, and the number of people affected by her evil deeds far exceeded the number of townspeople.
She was just a little troubled by the byproducts of her actions, and it would be better if she could not make them so emotional.
However, Luo Xuanyi calmly considered that emotional people were more likely to harbor deeper evil thoughts after being betrayed. Therefore, although it was a pity, she should just let them be.
Luo Xuanyi waved his robe and put all the wooden barrels into the storage bag, then turned around and returned to the third courtyard.
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