A New Job for Temu

Chapter 95 A New Job for Temu (Please Subscribe)

Lingtian field ridge.

"Master Li, thank you for your hard work. Here's your payment—"

The Wu couple, beaming with smiles, counted out forty low-grade spirit stones and handed them to Li Changsheng. Their faces showed no reluctance, but rather a sense of joy at having gotten such a good deal.

"Thank you very much, Brother Wu and Sister-in-law Wu. I won't be polite."

Li Changsheng took the spirit stone, feeling the cool sensation emanating from it in his palm, and a smile appeared on his face.

He saw Ya Ya clinging to his leg and standing on tiptoe to look.

With a smile, he patted Ya Ya's little head, gave her a low-grade spirit stone, and put the remaining thirty-nine low-grade spirit stones into his sleeve.

I was about to ride Frog Pride away.

"Master Li, wait a minute—"

As she spoke, Sister Wu gave her husband a push.

Why are you pushing your forehead like that?

Wu Di glared at his wife, then, seeing Li Changsheng turn to look at him, scratched his head and said, "Master Li, my brother-in-law has three acres of spirit fields planted with top-grade spirit grain 'blood corn,' which will be filling out soon. Do you have time?"

"We've got a job!"

Li Changsheng's eyes lit up slightly, and he was about to agree when he heard that it was the top-grade spiritual grain "blood corn." He quickly swallowed his words, hesitated for a moment, and nodded, saying, "That's fine, that's fine."

"But Brother Wu, to ensure your 'Silver-Patterned Beans' are properly fertilized, I used quite a bit of 'spirit spring water.' To be honest, I didn't earn many spirit stones; it was just hard-earned money—"

"Grouting of Top-Grade Spirit Valley—"

Before he could finish speaking...

Sister-in-law Wu hurriedly said, "Master Li, my brother has no shortage of spirit stones. As long as you take good care of the three acres of 'blood corn,' the price is negotiable—"

These words made Wu Di, who was concerned about saving face, feel a little embarrassed, especially when she saw a neighbor coming over. She reached out and grabbed her, saying with a dark face, "Your brother is not short of spirit stones, but I am short of spirit stones."

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"Ten acres of 'Silver-Patterned Beans' yield about ten thousand spirit stones a year. Are you short of spirit stones? —"

As he spoke, he reached into his pocket, grabbed a handful, and without counting, tried to stuff them into Li Changsheng's hand.

"Master Li, here you go, I was just kidding—"

Li Changsheng glanced at Sister Wu, who remained silent but whose face had already fallen, smiled inwardly, took two steps back, and waved his hand in refusal, saying, "Thank you, Brother Wu."

"But no need, we've already agreed on the price. It's forty low-grade spirit stones, so it's forty low-grade spirit stones."

There's no reason to overcharge.

Seeing that Wu Di was about to speak, he chuckled and said, "Next time, next time Brother Wu irrigates the spirit field, just ask me again—"

"Look at you, I'm not short of spirit stones at all—"

Wu Di offered it forward again, but seeing that Li Changsheng insisted on refusing, he finally put away the spirit stones and said, "Master Li, your skills are excellent. I'll definitely treat you again next time, and I'll give you plenty of spirit stones—"

Sister-in-law Wu's expression softened a bit. Just as she was about to say something, she caught a glimpse of the old tree in the spirit field, her eyes lit up, and she suddenly asked, "Master Li, do you need any furniture or anything at home?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the old tree in the spirit field and said, "There's an ironwood tree growing in our field. If you want it, cut it down and take it back to make some furniture, a cage, or raise some chickens and ducks. It won't break even after a hundred years, isn't that great?"

Wu frowned, but seeing the glare from his wife, he said nothing.

"Ironwood—"

Li Changsheng turned to look at the old tree, which had been watered by the spirit rain and gleamed with a metallic sheen in the sunlight, and his thoughts stirred slightly.

"If we use the 'Wood Insect Puppet' Dao Seed to control this old ironwood, given that ironwood has a hardness comparable to a low-grade magic weapon, it should be quite strong, right? —"

Thinking of this.

He was immediately tempted.

Even if it can't be driven away, it's still a good animal pen for "fire raccoons".

"this--"

"Then thank you very much, Brother Wu and Sister-in-law Wu!"

Li Changsheng cupped his hands in thanks and said with a smile, "Where is your brother's spirit field? Brother Wu and Sister-in-law Wu, please show me the way. After I've watered the spirit field, I'll come back to carry this 'Ironwood' tree."

"Yes, yes, I want it."

Sister-in-law Wu smiled and said hurriedly, "My brother's spirit field is not far away. Master Li, please come with me."

As he spoke, he pulled Wu Di, who had a sour face, and led the way.

journey.

They encountered Lingnong, who came to investigate out of curiosity.

The Wu couple didn't hide anything and introduced Li Changsheng to everyone, praising him lavishly and exaggerating his abilities, almost boasting that with the "Little Cloud Rain Technique" he controlled, the spiritual rain would double the yield.

This immediately astonished the Lingnong.

Some of the spirit farmers sighed, saying that they had already made an appointment with the master, or they would definitely hire him. Others inquired carefully about the price and address, preparing to personally visit the Wu family's spirit fields before making a decision.

Wu's sister-in-law's younger brother, Lingtian, is indeed not far away.

One is at the westernmost end, and the other is at the easternmost end.

During the conversation, Li Changsheng learned that the ironwood tree had existed since his grandfather rented the land in Wudi, and he didn't know how many years it had survived.

Some of the furniture in the house is made from cut ironwood.

It's a pity it's been raised for a hundred years.

The old "Ironwood" never attracted a spirit into its body and became a spirit tree.

Now it occupies a significant portion of the spiritual field.

Because of its well-developed root system.

Every year, it takes a lot of effort to recultivate the sacred fields.

Wu's eldest sister-in-law had long been dissatisfied, and if Wu Di hadn't kept stopping her, she would have thrown the whole thing away long ago.

And upon hearing this...

Li Changsheng's eyes grew brighter.

Can "Ironwood" be cultivated?

If possible.

A single graded spirit tree is worth countless spirit stones.

How powerful would it be if controlled by a "Wooden Insect Puppet"?

Thinking of this.

His anticipation grew even stronger.

The group soon arrived at the easternmost part of Lingtian in District A.

In front of a sacred field shrouded in a pale red protective shield.

Before Wu's sister-in-law could even step forward to call for help...

A pale red shield quickly revealed a portal.

next moment.

A strong, fishy stench emanated from it.

It resembled rotting flesh and blood, or perhaps it was stinky tofu squeezed into juice by adding shoe insoles infested with athlete's foot.

It's as disgusting as can be.

Li Changsheng's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly took a few steps back while holding Ya Ya.

Even Frog Prodigy's consciousness was filled with hostility, and he moved to follow him upwind.

A middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance stepped out with a calm expression. He glanced sideways at Wu Di, whose face was full of disdain, then looked at Li Changsheng before finally fixing his gaze on Wu's wife. He smiled and said, "Sister, did you need something from me?"

"Dajun, isn't your 'blood corn' about to fill out? I've hired a master chef for you; he'll definitely be able to take good care of it—"

Sister-in-law Wu said with a smile.

He then carefully explained how Li Changsheng assisted in the grouting of the "Silver-Veined Beans," the coverage area of ​​the spiritual rain, and its characteristics.

Liang Jun, who hadn't paid much attention at first, gradually brightened up upon hearing this. After his elder sister finished explaining, he quickly walked towards Li Changsheng. Seeing his expression, he stopped two meters away, cupped his hands, and said, "I am Liang Jun, greetings to Master Li."

"Fellow Daoist Liang, you're too kind."

Li Changsheng politely returned the greeting, but then noticed patches of brown stains on his clothes that looked like dried blood. He had a feeling that this watering of the spiritual field might not be so simple.

"Blood Corn—"