Chapter 112: 200 acres of farming (1/2)

”What? Two hundred acres!”

The disciple in charge looked at Zhou Shu in a daze, somewhat unbelievable.

Zhou Shu smiled and nodded, ”Yes, brother trouble.”

The disciple in charge is quite mature, and said slowly, ”Junior, I have to make it clear to you that renting spiritual land here is not allowed to be transferred to others. If you rent it yourself, you must grow it yourself. You are sure you want to grow it alone. Two hundred acres?”

”OK.” Zhou Shu was serious.

The disciple in charge looked at Zhou Shu, ”Okay, I hope you will be busy. Recently, there are fewer and fewer disciples renting spiritual fields, otherwise there are not so many. Two hundred acres of first-order spiritual fields, the rent for three years is Three hundred middle-grade spirit stones.”

Zhou Shu quickly handed out the Lingshi, ”Brother, this is the Lingshi.”

The disciple in charge took the spirit stones and counted them in surprise, ”Unexpectedly there are so many spirit stones...”

Zhou Shu just did nothing.

The disciple in charge took a jade plaque, punched in some marks and handed it to Zhou Shu, “There is the location of the spiritual field in the jade plaque, just around Qinghe Peak, and there are Linggu, medicinal seeds, and a corresponding tool beside the Miscellaneous Hall. Junior brother can buy it.”

”Thank you brother.” Zhou Shu saluted, turned and walked.

The disciple in charge yelled again, ”Junior, I suggest you go to the spirit beast pen to rent some green-iron longhorn beetles. It is a bit more expensive, but it is worth the price, otherwise you will definitely not be able to do it alone.”

”Thank you for your kindness, brother, I understand.” Zhou Shu turned around and thanked him, and then left the house.

”The current disciple, it's really messed up, it's not good to buy some magic weapons like Lingshi?” The disciple in charge sighed and continued to do things.

Zhou Shu bought two hundred acres of Linggu seeds and went straight to the Lingtian.

The idea of ​​farming, he thought about it for a long time, and found it feasible.

If it is planted well, one mu of spiritual field can produce 50 catties of spiritual valley in one season, and three seasons a year, that is one hundred and fifty catties, and two hundred acres is 30,000 catties. Linggu can be turned over to martial art to exchange for contribution, 30,000 catties can be exchanged for 15,000 contribution, which is also very good.

Although farming does not require much skill, it is extremely laborious, time-consuming and labor-intensive, and I have to be busy every day. Many disciples chose to use this method to make contributions, but they planted 20 to 30 acres at most, making it easier, while Zhou Shu planted 200 acres in one go.

This kind of difficulty, I am afraid it is several times bigger than mining.

But for farming, Zhou Shu also helped Yang Hei at Wuwangmen before. He knows how to do it, but now he picks it up and he is not a novice.

He didn't rent a spirit worm like the green beetle, it was not expensive, but he planned to use the ground to rebuild the body, without delay, and even specially asked for the Chen Xing iron **** from Xu Lie.

Qinghe Peak, can be regarded as the place where the aura of the lotus school is very strong, even at the foot of the mountain, it is much better than the Shaofeng Garden at the outer gate.

Countless spiritual fields line up in large expanses at the foot of the mountain, wide and wide, and many practitioners are busy in it.

In a spiritual field in the corner, Zhou Shu carried Chen Xing iron hoe, turning over the ground one by one, his face covered with sweat.

Xiao Gun was also taken by him to the edge of the Lingtian. He just drilled around and couldn't see anything unusual about it. It seemed to prove that this guy was not a shovel.

Made at sunrise, the sunset never ceases.

Rest immediately when tired, and busy again when rested, Zhou Shu has no fatigue. He has to rectify the land before the chores are released, otherwise he won't have such time when the chores are arranged.

He has never been back. He has built a small shed, and the big bucket of liquid medicine for cultivation and body tempering is also taken by him, soaking it at any time.

The 　　 painting symbols were put on hold, except for a few necessary thunder gun symbols, everything else stopped. But it was not a hindrance, the spa magical talisman had enough reserves, and on the quagmire talisman, the hunting of the demon had just ended, and there was not enough ink supply.

After nine days of busy days and nights, two hundred acres of spiritual fields were sorted out by Zhou Shu alone, and they were ready for sowing.

Looking at the neat and uniform spiritual field in front of him, Zhou Shu felt satisfied. After sowing the seeds, his work was reduced a lot. Watering the water twice a day on time, and weeding and insecticides at the right time.