"Junior Brother Chen, we need more assistance from you for this matter."
Jin Shanping, the Deputy Head of the Spirit Plant Department, amiably saw Chen Mobai out the door. Chen Mobai nodded and then went to see Sun Gaochang.
"Senior Brother Sun, how do you think we should handle this?"
Chen Mobai sat down in the seat opposite him. Sun Gaochang served him a cup of clear tea and listened with a helpless, bitter smile on his face.
"Junior Brother Chen, the Spirit Plant Department only has a yearly budget of one hundred thousand Spirit Stones and one hundred thousand sect contributions. After your one hundred acres of Fire Spirit Rice matures, if we bought all of them, according to the ten times support, we would need two hundred thousand sect contributions. Even if I approve it on my side, I don't think the Vice Hall Master in the Reward Virtue Hall would agree. The matter will end up being reported to the sect leader, which will put him in a difficult position."