Chapter 69
: Liu Quan's Arrogance and Shi Mao's Wasteful Efforts (Please continue reading)
"I wonder where the 'rice field offering' will be located this time. I hope it's not too far..."
Li Changsheng thought to himself.
He only found out recently.
Yuanhe Mountain has no fewer than a hundred spiritual estates similar to the Five Grains Spiritual Estate. Some of these estates, like the Five Grains Spiritual Estate, mainly cultivate grains, while others focus on cultivating medicinal herbs.
The distance can be far or near.
If the "sacrificial field" is too far away, then it will be a bit troublesome.
Without much thought, Li Changsheng went down the mountain and headed straight for his own spiritual field. Just as he reached the fork in the road leading to his own spiritual field, he saw a "Green Wild Ox" leisurely grazing on the grass under a big tree not far away.
A man dressed in floral cloth was leisurely reclining on a deck chair.
"After the divorce, Uncle Liu's clothes have become increasingly flamboyant..."
Li Changsheng secretly praised him and stepped forward.
Then he noticed that Uncle Liu was not only dressed in a flashy way, but also had a beautiful pink flower pinned to his ear, which startled him.
no…
Spring has arrived? ...
Hearing footsteps, Liu Quan opened his eyes and glanced over. Seeing it was Li Changsheng and Ya Ya, he sat up, took an oilcloth bag from his pocket, handed it to Ya Ya, and said cheerfully:
"These candies were freshly fried this morning, try them and see if they're good..."
Ya Ya blinked and looked up at Li Changsheng.
Li Changsheng nodded with a smile, "Take it, quickly thank Uncle Liu."
"Oh dear..."
Ya Ya couldn't speak, but she could still understand some of the things Li Changsheng said. She took the oilcloth bag and grinned her little white teeth.
"We're getting distant, really distant..."
Seeing this, Liu Quan pretended to sigh.
Li Changsheng discovered that although Ya Ya seemed silly, she actually held grudges. If he didn't speak to her, Ya Ya would never pay any attention to Uncle Liu.
Ignoring Uncle Liu's comment, she looked him up and down and couldn't help but laugh, "Uncle Liu, your outfit today..."
Uncle Liu's eyes lit up upon hearing this. He immediately stood up, turned around as if casually, patted off non-existent dirt, and shook his head, saying:
"Your aunt bought it for me, it's just a low-grade ceremonial robe. I said I didn't want it, but she insisted on buying it for me. Look at this..."
His tone seemed impatient, but he was actually showing off:
"I don't see much difference between these robes and ordinary clothes, except they're more comfortable, breathable, and cooler to wear. They even come with some kind of 'cleaning' rune, so you don't have to worry about sweating or dust..."
"Besides these, what else is good about it..."
As if remembering something, Liu Quan shook his head and said, "They even said this was made by the famous 'Thousand Clothes Pavilion' in the 'Three Mountains Market,' that a single garment takes half a year to weave and costs several hundred low-grade spirit stones..."
As he spoke, he looked at Li Changsheng, whose face had gone from a broad smile to a stern expression, and said with obvious pain in his eyes:
"A single garment costs several hundred low-grade spirit stones. Look at that, you don't know the price of salt and rice until you're in charge of the household. Your aunt has never experienced hardship! She needs to be taught a lesson..."
"I think you need to be taught a lesson!"
Li Changsheng glared at the seemingly humble and boastful Uncle Liu, thinking to himself.
Uncle Liu's words
Except for the genuine pain she showed at the end, everything else she said was just her way of showing off.
He looked at Uncle Liu's face, which seemed old but wasn't quite.
He was puzzled. Who was this aunt? Why was she looking at Uncle Liu?
Is the Great Wisdom a Peacock's Pride?
Did you hit it off?
Without Li Changsheng even asking, Uncle Liu started bragging about his wife.
Not a coincidence.
It wasn't through an introduction.
Instead, he was an old acquaintance of Uncle Liu. He usually purchased weeds and seedlings to supply a pen for raising low-grade spirit beasts called "tusked boars." The business was very successful, with three large breeding boars alone.
More than 100 sows were bred.
There were hundreds or even thousands of piglets, making it a large-scale animal pen.
And Uncle Liu's new wife.
It was the eldest daughter of the owner of this animal pen, known as "Qin Dabao," who was called the Pig Queen. After a while, she learned that Uncle Liu was getting a divorce. The night before, she drank with Uncle Liu and forced herself on him.
At this point...
Uncle Liu immediately realized his slip of the tongue, his face flushed, and he hurriedly explained, "Your Aunt Qin and I met once more than ten years ago. Now, we were so moved that I couldn't help myself..."
"Hey, what are you laughing at, kid!..."
Li Changsheng suppressed a smile and cupped his hands, saying, "Congratulations, Uncle Liu, on your happy marriage."
Seeing that Uncle Liu was eager to defend himself, he quickly changed the subject:
"By the way, Uncle Liu, didn't you mention last time that the animal pen sells 'Thousand-Eyed Spider' eyes and 'Dream Silkworm' silk? Could you please buy me a pair of spider eyes and a foot of silk?"
After speaking, he took out seventy low-grade spirit stones from his pocket and handed them over.
Liu Quan didn't ask him why he bought it, and waved his hand, saying, "Never mind, it's worthless, consider it a gift from your uncle."
"Uncle Liu's gotten cocky. He's treating seventy low-grade spirit stones like dirt..."
Li Changsheng felt a pang of regret that things had changed so much. Uncle Liu had truly turned his life around. Why couldn't he find such a good man?
Coming to his senses, he placed the seventy low-grade spirit stones on the recliner, turned and left with Ya Ya, waving his hand and saying:
"Thank you for your trouble, Uncle Liu. I'll give you a red envelope at your wedding another day..."
"Get the hell out of here..."
Liu Quan laughed and cursed.
He's such a grown man, wouldn't it be a laughing stock if he held a banquet?
He turned around, put the spirit stone into his sleeve, lay down on the recliner, and leisurely hummed a folk opera tune.
Spirit Field.
As Li Changsheng approached his own spiritual field, he saw Shi Mao leading several people to dig a "spiritual well" on the edge of the neighboring spiritual field.
Upon his arrival.
Shi Mao greeted him politely, "Senior Brother Li, going to the fields?"
More than ten days have passed.
The two men were somewhat familiar with each other. Li Changsheng paused slightly, nodded, and curiously glanced at the well, which was about the size of a bowl, before saying:
"Junior Brother Shi, how's the digging of the 'Spirit Well' going?..."
"good…"
Shi Mao felt a bitter taste in his mouth, but on the surface he pretended to be indifferent and said, "It shouldn't be more than a few days before we can get out of the water..."
"That's good, that's good..."
Li Changsheng nodded, exchanged a few words, and led Ya Ya, Wa Tianjiao, and Da Congming into the "Spirit Gathering Array".
Looking at the shimmering paddy fields and lush green rice seedlings next door, Shi Mao scratched his head in frustration.
Several days have passed.
He dug no fewer than five wells, spending over a hundred spirit stones in total. He did manage to draw water, but it contained no spiritual energy; it was just ordinary well water.
"Maybe we should just forget about it..."
But the thought of wasting over a hundred spirit stones made Shi Mao somewhat unwilling. He turned around and walked to the old man and the young man digging the well, saying impatiently:
"I say, do you even know how to dig a 'spirit well'? You've dug five wells already, and still haven't found any spirit water..."
The old man, covered in mud, chuckled and said, "Don't worry, sir, perhaps this well will yield the answer."
The boy, equally covered in mud, said impatiently, "Whether we can dig out a 'spirit well' depends on us, not on whether there's a 'spirit water vein' under your field..."
"next door…"
Just as Shi Mao was about to say something, the old man shouted, "The water is coming out..." Then the old man twisted the copper pipe in his hand, and a stream of muddy water gushed out from it.
The boy quickly scooped up a handful, not minding the dirt, put it to his mouth to taste, and shook his head slightly.
"It lacks spiritual energy..."
Shi Mao's face immediately turned ashen. Before the old and young could speak, he pointed to the path in the fields beside him and gritted his teeth, saying:
"Get out of here..."
"How can you talk like that..."
The boy's eyes widened immediately. He was about to say something when the old man pulled him aside, bowed apologetically, and quickly packed up his tools. They had already received their wages in advance, so they didn't hesitate and turned to leave.
"Hmph, it's just bad luck of her own, and she blames the well digger..."
The boy's mutterings reached Shi Mao's face, making it even uglier. However, he didn't react. "Five Grains Spirit Manor" was not the outside world. If he killed someone, he would be in deep trouble.
Turning around, he glanced at the bubbling well, then at the spirit field, hesitated for a moment, then walked to the adjacent paddy field, a forced smile on his face, and called out:
"Senior Brother Li, I have something to discuss with you..."
Li Changsheng thought to himself.
He only found out recently.
Yuanhe Mountain has no fewer than a hundred spiritual estates similar to the Five Grains Spiritual Estate. Some of these estates, like the Five Grains Spiritual Estate, mainly cultivate grains, while others focus on cultivating medicinal herbs.
The distance can be far or near.
If the "sacrificial field" is too far away, then it will be a bit troublesome.
Without much thought, Li Changsheng went down the mountain and headed straight for his own spiritual field. Just as he reached the fork in the road leading to his own spiritual field, he saw a "Green Wild Ox" leisurely grazing on the grass under a big tree not far away.
A man dressed in floral cloth was leisurely reclining on a deck chair.
"After the divorce, Uncle Liu's clothes have become increasingly flamboyant..."
Li Changsheng secretly praised him and stepped forward.
Then he noticed that Uncle Liu was not only dressed in a flashy way, but also had a beautiful pink flower pinned to his ear, which startled him.
no…
Spring has arrived? ...
Hearing footsteps, Liu Quan opened his eyes and glanced over. Seeing it was Li Changsheng and Ya Ya, he sat up, took an oilcloth bag from his pocket, handed it to Ya Ya, and said cheerfully:
"These candies were freshly fried this morning, try them and see if they're good..."
Ya Ya blinked and looked up at Li Changsheng.
Li Changsheng nodded with a smile, "Take it, quickly thank Uncle Liu."
"Oh dear..."
Ya Ya couldn't speak, but she could still understand some of the things Li Changsheng said. She took the oilcloth bag and grinned her little white teeth.
"We're getting distant, really distant..."
Seeing this, Liu Quan pretended to sigh.
Li Changsheng discovered that although Ya Ya seemed silly, she actually held grudges. If he didn't speak to her, Ya Ya would never pay any attention to Uncle Liu.
Ignoring Uncle Liu's comment, she looked him up and down and couldn't help but laugh, "Uncle Liu, your outfit today..."
Uncle Liu's eyes lit up upon hearing this. He immediately stood up, turned around as if casually, patted off non-existent dirt, and shook his head, saying:
"Your aunt bought it for me, it's just a low-grade ceremonial robe. I said I didn't want it, but she insisted on buying it for me. Look at this..."
His tone seemed impatient, but he was actually showing off:
"I don't see much difference between these robes and ordinary clothes, except they're more comfortable, breathable, and cooler to wear. They even come with some kind of 'cleaning' rune, so you don't have to worry about sweating or dust..."
"Besides these, what else is good about it..."
As if remembering something, Liu Quan shook his head and said, "They even said this was made by the famous 'Thousand Clothes Pavilion' in the 'Three Mountains Market,' that a single garment takes half a year to weave and costs several hundred low-grade spirit stones..."
As he spoke, he looked at Li Changsheng, whose face had gone from a broad smile to a stern expression, and said with obvious pain in his eyes:
"A single garment costs several hundred low-grade spirit stones. Look at that, you don't know the price of salt and rice until you're in charge of the household. Your aunt has never experienced hardship! She needs to be taught a lesson..."
"I think you need to be taught a lesson!"
Li Changsheng glared at the seemingly humble and boastful Uncle Liu, thinking to himself.
Uncle Liu's words
Except for the genuine pain she showed at the end, everything else she said was just her way of showing off.
He looked at Uncle Liu's face, which seemed old but wasn't quite.
He was puzzled. Who was this aunt? Why was she looking at Uncle Liu?
Is the Great Wisdom a Peacock's Pride?
Did you hit it off?
Without Li Changsheng even asking, Uncle Liu started bragging about his wife.
Not a coincidence.
It wasn't through an introduction.
Instead, he was an old acquaintance of Uncle Liu. He usually purchased weeds and seedlings to supply a pen for raising low-grade spirit beasts called "tusked boars." The business was very successful, with three large breeding boars alone.
More than 100 sows were bred.
There were hundreds or even thousands of piglets, making it a large-scale animal pen.
And Uncle Liu's new wife.
It was the eldest daughter of the owner of this animal pen, known as "Qin Dabao," who was called the Pig Queen. After a while, she learned that Uncle Liu was getting a divorce. The night before, she drank with Uncle Liu and forced herself on him.
At this point...
Uncle Liu immediately realized his slip of the tongue, his face flushed, and he hurriedly explained, "Your Aunt Qin and I met once more than ten years ago. Now, we were so moved that I couldn't help myself..."
"Hey, what are you laughing at, kid!..."
Li Changsheng suppressed a smile and cupped his hands, saying, "Congratulations, Uncle Liu, on your happy marriage."
Seeing that Uncle Liu was eager to defend himself, he quickly changed the subject:
"By the way, Uncle Liu, didn't you mention last time that the animal pen sells 'Thousand-Eyed Spider' eyes and 'Dream Silkworm' silk? Could you please buy me a pair of spider eyes and a foot of silk?"
After speaking, he took out seventy low-grade spirit stones from his pocket and handed them over.
Liu Quan didn't ask him why he bought it, and waved his hand, saying, "Never mind, it's worthless, consider it a gift from your uncle."
"Uncle Liu's gotten cocky. He's treating seventy low-grade spirit stones like dirt..."
Li Changsheng felt a pang of regret that things had changed so much. Uncle Liu had truly turned his life around. Why couldn't he find such a good man?
Coming to his senses, he placed the seventy low-grade spirit stones on the recliner, turned and left with Ya Ya, waving his hand and saying:
"Thank you for your trouble, Uncle Liu. I'll give you a red envelope at your wedding another day..."
"Get the hell out of here..."
Liu Quan laughed and cursed.
He's such a grown man, wouldn't it be a laughing stock if he held a banquet?
He turned around, put the spirit stone into his sleeve, lay down on the recliner, and leisurely hummed a folk opera tune.
Spirit Field.
As Li Changsheng approached his own spiritual field, he saw Shi Mao leading several people to dig a "spiritual well" on the edge of the neighboring spiritual field.
Upon his arrival.
Shi Mao greeted him politely, "Senior Brother Li, going to the fields?"
More than ten days have passed.
The two men were somewhat familiar with each other. Li Changsheng paused slightly, nodded, and curiously glanced at the well, which was about the size of a bowl, before saying:
"Junior Brother Shi, how's the digging of the 'Spirit Well' going?..."
"good…"
Shi Mao felt a bitter taste in his mouth, but on the surface he pretended to be indifferent and said, "It shouldn't be more than a few days before we can get out of the water..."
"That's good, that's good..."
Li Changsheng nodded, exchanged a few words, and led Ya Ya, Wa Tianjiao, and Da Congming into the "Spirit Gathering Array".
Looking at the shimmering paddy fields and lush green rice seedlings next door, Shi Mao scratched his head in frustration.
Several days have passed.
He dug no fewer than five wells, spending over a hundred spirit stones in total. He did manage to draw water, but it contained no spiritual energy; it was just ordinary well water.
"Maybe we should just forget about it..."
But the thought of wasting over a hundred spirit stones made Shi Mao somewhat unwilling. He turned around and walked to the old man and the young man digging the well, saying impatiently:
"I say, do you even know how to dig a 'spirit well'? You've dug five wells already, and still haven't found any spirit water..."
The old man, covered in mud, chuckled and said, "Don't worry, sir, perhaps this well will yield the answer."
The boy, equally covered in mud, said impatiently, "Whether we can dig out a 'spirit well' depends on us, not on whether there's a 'spirit water vein' under your field..."
"next door…"
Just as Shi Mao was about to say something, the old man shouted, "The water is coming out..." Then the old man twisted the copper pipe in his hand, and a stream of muddy water gushed out from it.
The boy quickly scooped up a handful, not minding the dirt, put it to his mouth to taste, and shook his head slightly.
"It lacks spiritual energy..."
Shi Mao's face immediately turned ashen. Before the old and young could speak, he pointed to the path in the fields beside him and gritted his teeth, saying:
"Get out of here..."
"How can you talk like that..."
The boy's eyes widened immediately. He was about to say something when the old man pulled him aside, bowed apologetically, and quickly packed up his tools. They had already received their wages in advance, so they didn't hesitate and turned to leave.
"Hmph, it's just bad luck of her own, and she blames the well digger..."
The boy's mutterings reached Shi Mao's face, making it even uglier. However, he didn't react. "Five Grains Spirit Manor" was not the outside world. If he killed someone, he would be in deep trouble.
Turning around, he glanced at the bubbling well, then at the spirit field, hesitated for a moment, then walked to the adjacent paddy field, a forced smile on his face, and called out:
"Senior Brother Li, I have something to discuss with you..."