Bab 14: Reserving Seeds
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
One's aura comes from confidence.
Chi Qiaosong, who had transmigrated over, had the Golden Finger of the one-acre field and had advanced to the Wrestler Plane. It could be said that his aura had risen sharply, making his already handsome face even more stunning.
"Can't you find someone else to watch with you?" Chi Qiaosong asked seriously.
Suddenly, the female student's face turned red, and she ran out of the classroom without a backward glance.
"Ahh." Chi Qiaosong sighed.
It was not that he did not understand her hidden intentions, but she was not particularly beautiful, and he was only 15 years old. It was simply not the age to consider matters of the heart.
His virginity, also known as the Primordial Yang, was very important for martial arts practice.
If his Primordial Yang was leaked when his body had yet to reach maturity, it could not be recovered no matter how hard he tried to make up for it in the future.
For several days, he had been looking for the inspiration for the Purple Cloud Serenity. Still, unfortunately, he had no talent for internal strength, and he had never been able to find his energy fluctuation.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to rely on myself. I hope that the one-acre field will be upgraded quickly."
When he went home again on the weekend, the lentils in the one-acre field were ripening one after another, and it would take two months for a crop of lentils to be ready.
In the next few mountain fields, the lentils sown by Mr. and Mrs. Chi were only sparse bean sprouts, and the germination rate and growth rate were far lower than in the one-acre field.
"It normally takes six months." Mr. Chi sighed in satisfaction.
It takes about six months for lentil seedlings to germinate to maturity. The time frame was shortened to two months in the one-acre field, and the growth rate was three times that of ordinary fields.
Chi Qiaosong said, "Dad, this is our family's secret."
Mr. Chi glanced at the bay tree in the one-acre field and nodded solemnly, "I know. I don't even let your uncle come here casually, let alone outsiders."
Previously, Chi Qiaosong had spread a story about the one-acre field.
He said that the reason why the one-acre field was so special was because he had found a spiritual root in the mountain, and it was this ordinary-looking bay tree.
It was the energy of the bay tree that allowed the lentil sprouts to mature in two months.
Mr. Chi was convinced of this.
"When our family gets rich, Dad, you can find out how to take over the First Ridge. At that time, this mountain will be owned by our family, and outsiders will not be able to enter."
"Take over the First Ridge?" Mr. Chi was surprised. This was something that had never crossed his mind. "How much would it cost?"
"Are you still afraid that I won't make any money?" Chi Qiaosong said calmly.
Mr. Chi was immediately pleased. "I'll go back to the town to find out." The First Ridge was located on the edge of Xian City, but it was administratively under Chengguan Town's jurisdiction.
"Then I'll pick some lentils first and let Mom cook a dish to taste."
Chi Qiaosong picked the ripe lentils. Then, at noon, Mrs. Chi cooked three lentil dishes: lentils fried with meat, stir-fried lentils, and stewed potatoes with lentils.
"It's delicious. It's super delicious!" Chi Qiaowu, who had never liked vegetables, kept loading his plate with lentils.
Second aunt also praised, "It's tender, fragrant, and crunchy. Are these lentils grown by us? How can they be so delicious?"
Chi Xiaoya smiled and said, "Xiaoya likes to eat lentils."
Chi Qiaosong tasted it himself.
The lentils grown in the one-acre field were far superior to ordinary lentils in both taste and appearance. There were lentils on the market this season, but they were very different compared to their lentils.
There was no doubt that this was the effect of the one-acre field.
He immediately said, "Mom and Dad, how much is a kilogram of lentils on the street?"
"Thirty cents."
"Let's sell our lentils for three dollars a kilogram. That shouldn't be a problem."
"Three dollars a kilogram?" Second aunt stammered. "How can lentils be sold at such a high price?"
"There are a lot of big families in Xian City. Not to mention lentils, which cost three dollars a kilogram. They can afford 31 kilograms of lentils at this price." Chi Qiaosong sighed.
The gap between the rich and the poor in the Daxia Republic was unimaginably huge.
A few people grabbed 99 percent of the country's wealth, which was befitting of the old saying—the poor die poor, and the rich die rich.
"Let's try selling some and see?" Mr. Chi hesitated.
Chi Qiaosong wanted to agree, but he thought of something and shook his head, "Forget it. Selling a little won't make a difference. First, I'll do some experiments to see if I can grow it again. Then, I'll sell it when the supply is stable."
The lentils harvested in the one-acre field could weigh 500 kilograms at most.
The amount was still too little.
He thought about saving the seeds first so that he could test whether these lentil seeds would fall back to ordinary lentils after leaving the one-acre field. If so, it was better to consume it themselves.
It was not easy to buy such good vegetables with money. It would be a pity to sell them to others.
Although he was only 15 years old, Chi Qiaosong gradually became the decision maker for the Chi family. Mr. and Mrs. Chi had no opinion, and naturally, second aunt did not have any opinion either.
They decided not to sell the lentils nor eat them at home. Instead, they would reserve all the seeds.
When June was approaching, Commander Zhu's adjutant came to the lecture hall.
His adjutant was tall and beefy. He wore a new military uniform with a long spiked sword hanging from his waist and a python revolver hanging from his belt. He was a master of martial arts and could easily block bullets with his hands. Holding a gun was simply an honor.
"Comrade Liu Wentao is hereby appointed as the chief instructor of the Military Academy in Ink Ridge County and will be coordinating the affairs of the Military Academy, teaching the students to practice martial arts and be loyal to Commander Zhu Guangshan."
The adjutant read out his letter of appointment.
Chief Luo was promoted to the Fuliang Municipal Martial Arts Institute. However, after much competition, his previous position was taken over by Liu Wentao, who had been silent before. Many people were shocked at this.
[Clap clap clap!]
There was a round of applause in the auditorium. The teachers on stage and the students offstage all applauded vigorously.
Taking the letter of appointment from the adjutant, Liu Wentao was light in his steps. He smiled brightly and said, "Thank you, everyone, for your vote of confidence, and many thanks to Adjutant Li for making this trip in person. I have little talent, but I will give my all to bring prosperity to the Military Academy, give back to everyone, and do my part in cultivating martial arts talents!"
[Clap clap clap!]
There was another round of applause.
Liu Wentao felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his life, "With Adjutant Li here as my witness, as the chief instructor, I will mainly review the following three aspects..."
Leaders' speeches were always lengthy.
Chi Qiaosong and hundreds of other students quickly lost their concentration and whispered among themselves.
Li Weiwei said in Chi Qiaosong's ear, "Mr. Zhou must be pissed off. The chief instructor position that was supposed to be his was seized by Mr. Liu. Hehe, it's really interesting to watch a plot twist halfway through!"
Zhou Xiangxian was Chief Luo's deputy. He had the most senior qualifications in the Military Academy and also was at the Knight Plane in the martial arts.
During the two weeks that Chief Luo was away, he managed the daily operations of the Military Academy and was the acting chief instructor. However, in the end, the winner was Liu Wentao.
Liu Wentao was also at the Knight Plane, and he was relatively unknown. No one would have imagined that he would rise to the top.
"Who is Chief Liu's backer?" Chi Qiaosong asked curiously.
"I have no idea."
Whoever the chief instructor was had little influence on the students. After all, the students were all following Warrior Plane instructors and were working hard to practice beginner physical martial arts. No one had been able to emerge and attract the attention of the Knight Plane instructors.
Nevertheless, the Military Academy was a small-scale mob.
The next day, rumors spread that Zhou Xiangxian was attacked by Liu Wentao. Zhou Xiangxian had always followed the way of the Fuliang Municipal Martial Arts Institute, but Liu Wentao had instead leaned toward the county magistrate.
The county magistrate was the top gun in the county.
The Military Academy of Ink Ridge County was located in this county, and the county magistrate had the right to interfere with matters pertaining to the appointment of the chief instructor, which was why Liu Wentao could be a dark horse.
"It's not over, believe me. Mr. Zhou's temper is not to be trifled with." Li Weiwei was curious about watching the excitement and went to ask about Zhou Xiangxian's reaction every day.
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