106: Qi Gathering Seed Resurrection

Blowing in the evening breeze, strolling under the setting sun, Jiang Hanwen's shadow met the afterglow and danced with the gentle wind amidst the farewell shouts of his subordinates.

"Slow down! Handle everything with care!"

More than a dozen guards were moving things.

Jiang Hanwen stood at his doorstep, mouth slightly agape. Could they really Cultivate this much?

How many people had the Zhuang family recruited over the past year?

Wooden cubes, five feet square, were stacked one after another at his doorstep, easily fifty or sixty of them, enough to build a pyramid.

"Chief Steward Jiang, these are all the qi gathering grass seeds, a total of 42,800 catties. Do you have any other instructions?"

"No, you may go."

"Yes!"

Jiang Hanwen lifted the lid to look, revealing qi gathering grass seeds like grains of rice.

Unlike normal seeds, these were not from fertile soil, but from ordinary farmland.

The seeds were shriveled, yellowish, and looked half-dead.

Jiang Hanwen directly carried two boxes into the courtyard and closed the door.

In everyone's eyes, including Song Shuming's, his instruction for these people to Cultivate qi gathering grass was merely a temporary measure to test them.

This was because the qi gathering grass seeds grown in farmland were useless; they couldn't be used for medicine, nor could they be sown to produce qualified qi gathering grass.

But in reality, these numerous, low-value, trash seeds, once transformed, would become valuable medicinal treasures.

Just thinking about over 40,000 catties made Jiang Hanwen's lips curve into an uncontrollable smile, harder to suppress than an AK. Having money was good, but earning money was even better!

He used the deep pool he had utilized during his previous Breakthrough, poured in one meter of water, and then dumped all two boxes of seeds into it.

"Splash!"

Jiang Hanwen continued to pour water, ensuring that all 2,000 catties of seeds were soaking in the water.

Everything was ready, all that was needed was the final push.

First, he cast the Spirit Rain Technique for fifty breaths, then gathered Spiritual Qi into his palm, casting the Gathering Life Technique!

Two and a half hours later, Jiang Hanwen leaned back in his chair, panting heavily.

He had rested three times in between, performing a total of one hundred and eighty Gathering Life Techniques. Even a donkey on a production team wouldn't work this much.

In the water, the seeds that had just been about to float to the surface now all glowed with a faint green, sinking to the bottom, each seed plump and full of vitality.

Jiang Hanwen grinned. These 2,000 catties of seeds, after being restored by the Gathering Life Technique, had all become normal seeds, suitable for medicine.

He had acquired these 40,000-plus catties of qi gathering grass seeds from the Medicine Field at a price of almost half a tael of silver per catty.

But if he were to sell them, the current market price fluctuated between seven and nine taels. Even at the lowest price of seven taels per catty, that was a 1300% profit margin!

A certain philosopher once said:

"If capital has a 50% profit, it will take risks;

For 100% profit, it will trample all human laws;

With 300% profit, it will commit any crime, even risking the gallows."

Jiang Hanwen could only say, Old Man Ma, your viewpoint is good, but in a Xuanhuan world, the percentages are too low.

At least in Dazhai Village, currently, apart from himself, there wasn't a single true Spirit Planter. Even if there were a Spirit Planter, he might not know the Gathering Life Technique. And even if he knew the Gathering Life Technique, he might not think of using it this way.

The exorbitant profits gained from a monopoly are not about the value itself, but about the lack of competition!

Just like in his previous life, when e-cigarettes first came out, due to lax regulation, many small vendors sold fruit-flavored ones.

As far as Jiang Hanwen knew, a 'kill-matt' who was working as an internet café manager just a month prior, along with another internet café manager who had a bit of money, saw the opportunity. They directly mortgaged their family homes for loans.

Boldly, they went to a factory in a certain province in the Southeast, directly leased a production line to produce e-liquid pods, and then sold them online under the guise of beverages.

Because they spent a lot of time online, playing on forums, they had many online friends. They recruited agents everywhere, and their network spread incredibly fast.

In just over half a year, the two went from internet café managers earning over four thousand a month to entrepreneurs with assets exceeding ten million.

And this was just a small monopoly.

Later, to protect the tobacco industry, the authorities cracked down, and small workshops were shut down and sealed, creating a new monopoly—a certain e-cigarette company that went public in just three years with a market value of three hundred billion.

Jiang Hanwen still remembered that when they first started, that internet café manager complained to him.

Among all their customers, programmers were truly desperate for money, not caring about their lives. They all stayed up late writing code, buying twenty or thirty boxes of e-liquid pods at a time, as if they wanted to smoke their lungs to shreds.

In short, Jiang Hanwen had struck it rich with the current monopoly on qi gathering grass transformation!

However, haste makes waste.

Once these qi gathering grass seeds of his flooded the market, oversupply would definitely cause a price plunge, which wouldn't be cost-effective.

Therefore, he didn't plan to sell the seeds openly. He intended to sell them to Tianyuan Residence at three taels per catty, half the market price, to make a profit on both ends.

In Gong Qing's notes, there was a dish that required a large amount of qi gathering grass—Spiritual Water Boiled Chicken Soup.

This chicken soup required two to three catties of qi gathering grass per serving. With his low-priced qi gathering grass, the price on the menu could be lowered, increasing sales, a win-win!

Of course, one Tianyuan Residence couldn't consume so much, so Jiang Hanwen planned to use this item to artificially inflate prices for his future foot bath parlor project.

One link connected to another. The bitter apricot fruit matter was only missing a final period—which was to find a legitimate income project for himself, forming a logical closed loop: the foot bath parlor!

Jiang Hanwen looked down the mountain. It was time for his Immaculate Body to get some exercise.

After watering the qi gathering grass in the basement and seeing the completely transformed qi gathering grass that had turned into dark green flower buds, Jiang Hanwen estimated that he was getting closer and closer to cultivating a third-grade Spirit Gathering Plant, perhaps in the next generation, or the generation after that!

He liked this feeling of everything proceeding in an orderly fashion.

Perhaps it wasn't intense enough, or full of twists and turns, but with the accumulation of time, rotten garbage would become fertile soil, and black mud would eventually bloom into sacred orchids. All quantitative changes were for the qualitative change of breaking free from the cocoon.

Just like the Dao Comprehension effect of the bitter apricot fruit, from when he first encountered it, researched it, to finally using it, a long time had actually passed, and the effort spent involved more than just him, Wu Shen, and Gong Qing.

Around him, any seemingly excessive "preferential treatment" was the result of accumulated effort.

Time was always his sharpest weapon, bar none!

At dawn, Jiang Hanwen, carrying the 2,000 catties of seeds stored in his ring, stepped out of the Medicine Field. Today, he was going to attract investment and become a big capitalist.

In the accountant's courtyard, Chen Qingzhi was looking at the Zhuang family's account books for the month, his brows furrowed deeply.

As the family head recruited people and Cultivated, the consumption of resources was enormous, like feeding an army.

Especially those few exceptionally talented Disciples; a wave of the hand meant Spiritual Plants, and awarding courtyards and servants was commonplace. All the money flowing out was real cash.

Although with more people, the income from down the mountain also doubled and redoubled, among wealth, Dao, companions, and land, money was placed first. The resources needed for Cultivation could truly be described as immense.

The Zhuang family had been in a net outflow for four months. Coupled with so many competitors coming down the mountain, each family had a Qi Induction Realm expert as their anchor, fearing no one. With only outflow and no inflow, Chen Qingzhi was worried.

"Father, Chief Steward Jiang is here, just outside the door," his son, Chen Bo, stood by the door.

"Chief Steward Jiang?" Chen Qingzhi was overjoyed and instinctively stood up. Could it be that this lord was finally going to take charge of affairs?

"Quick, quick, quick—never mind!"

With that, Chen Qingzhi personally went out to greet him.

"I wondered why the magpies were chirping happily today. So it was Chief Steward Jiang who arrived."

Jiang Hanwen looked over. In just one year, Chen Qingzhi had many more white hairs at his temples, and his face was full of the vicissitudes of life, as if more than five years had passed.

After some pleasantries, the two sat back inside.

Chen Qingzhi directly handed the account book to Jiang Hanwen, his face a bitter gourd.

"Alas, Chief Steward Jiang, do you have a way to help this old man?"

Looking at it, it was an account book showing only expenses and no income.

This was clearly a preemptive move, fearing that the Medicine Field would ask for money, making it impossible for Jiang Hanwen to speak up and avoid awkwardness for everyone.

Old fox, Jiang Hanwen cursed inwardly.

"I can help, and this small deficit can be easily covered."

"Wait a moment."

Fearing a leak, Chen Qingzhi quickly stood up, motioned for the guards by the door to move away, called his son to guard the door, and then closed the door behind him.

"This old man is all ears for Chief Steward Jiang's brilliant insights.

Please!"

Chen Qingzhi sat down, looking at Jiang Hanwen seriously.