Chapter 52 - Chapter 52: Chapter 47 Hard to Persuade a Dead Ghost l (1/2)

Chapter 52: Chapter 47 Hard to Persuade a Dead Ghost l

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Just then, Wang Haikun walked over, with Wang Yuzhu following behind him.

Seeing the shovel in Wang Yuzhu’s hand and the basket on his back, Qin Niu understood everything.

“Ah Niu, I told you to send a few baskets of fertile soil from the mountains. Why is it so troublesome? My uncle said that yesterday you dawdled until evening before you delivered it to my field, and you had an unwilling look on your face the whole time. Do you think 1 can’t afford to pay you or what?”

Wang Haikun cursed and swore, glaring with a pair of bull’s eyes.

He probably also feared being called a thief behind his back by the villagers, so he shouted especially loud.

Pay me?

Didn’t see a single copper coin.

Moreover, Qin Niu’s humus was selling for fifty wen a basket. Even Wang Furen was reluctant to spend that money, let alone someone like Wang Haikun who was tightfisted to the extreme.

“Master Kun, 1 only picked the best mountain soil for you because it was for you. But, the high-quality soil is simply too scarce. There’s just a thin layer. To collect such a big basket, it takes a whole day. Haven’t I been in the mountains these past two days? I haven’t even been able to take care of chopping wood or the crops in the field. I’ve just been collecting fertile soil from the mountains for you.”

Qin Niu was talking nonsense with his mouth full of lies, naturally speaking the language of ghosts when meeting one.

Hearing the furious tone of Wang Haikun, it was certain that Wang Yuzhu had whispered some detrimental words about Qin Niu to him.

But it didn’t matter.

Petty people are everywhere, and now that Qin Niu’s strength had increased, he naturally didn’t need to listen to Wang Yuzhu’s slander.

Given a little more time, he could even face the brother behind Wang Haikun without any fear.

This time should come very soon.

Because he had already figured out how to directly cultivate termites with the blood of the Ancient Banyan Tree.

In just two days, he had evolved an ordinary Young Worker Ant into a Grade Two Lightning Worker Ant. After experimenting a few more times, he should be able to use it on Fourth and the Ant Queen.

With a Grade Three insect, he would be able to go to the city and certify as an Insect Master.

Naturally, he would no longer fear Wang Haikun’s brother.

As for Wang Haikun, Qin Niu really didn’t take him seriously.

If pushed too far, Qin Niu now had the power to kill him outright.

With Qin Niu’s current strength, killing him would probably be easier than killing a Black Bear.

But to ruin his future over such a despicable person and attract the pursuit of the authorities—definitely not worth it.

After hearing Qin Niu’s explanation, Wang Haikun’s expression had already become much more pleasant.

He eyed the basket of humus on Qin Niu’s back, and said arrogantly, “Good that you know your place, kid. Hurry up and bring it to my field. Besides, I’m buying all the mountain soil left in your field.”

“But… but that’s the little bit of manure I’ve painstakingly stored! It’s meant for top-dressing the sorghum. Now that you’ve bought it all, what am 1 supposed to do with my sorghum?”

Qin Niu played the pity card with a sad face.

“Cut the crap. The seedlings of your sorghum are already so tall; my sorghum is still yellow-leaved and thin-stemmed. It’s your honor that I’m buying your lousy manure.”

“Master Kun… this manure can only be used on the poorest fields; it can’t be used on your poor fields! I’m afraid it might cause manure injury!”

“Humph, you think I’m a fool? This manure can be used on your field, and it can be used on my field, and the effect will only be better. Look at you, pinching and scraping. It’s just a few baskets of manure, isn’t it? I’m not refusing to pay. Go on, hurry up and carry this basket on your back to my place.”

“Alright then!”

With a look of ‘helplessness’, Qin Niu walked away with the mountain soil on his back.

Not far away, some villagers were secretly watching the commotion, but given Wang Haikun’s fierce reputation, no one dared to come closer.

Everyone saw that the sorghum growing in Qin Niu’s poor field was thriving and genuinely started to see him in a new light.

Ah Niu’s planting skills have greatly improved!

Indeed!

He might even become the second Xu Zhenchang of our Shuangfeng Village.

The villagers whispered among themselves.

If one has outstanding planting skills, they could rent the Yan Family’s land to farm, strive for over a decade, accumulate wealth, and buy good fields to become wealthy.

Xu Zhenchang was a model tenant in the eyes of the villagers.

Qin Niu, carrying the humus, arrived at Wang Haikun’s field.

He saw that the base of the sorghum seedlings had all been covered with the ■purchased’ humus from his own field.

A cold smile appeared on Qin Niu’s face.

Good advice is no match for the one destined to die.