Chapter 358 Isn't this fat and rich? 【34, please subscribe】
The registration work of Lingtian harvesting is still proceeding in an orderly manner.
Because the Lingzhi husbands are all experienced immortal cultivators, the harvesting and counting speed is very fast, and all the spiritual fields have been harvested in half a day.
Wei Han does one-on-one counting every time!
Although the husbands of Ling Zhi didn't know the income of other people, but whenever it was their turn, they were all dumbfounded by their own income, and finally left with their storage bags in ecstasy.
Obviously, Wei Han's concession made them a lot of profits!
In this way, Lingzhi husbands also support his management even more, and they will not be willing to leave here in the future even if they are killed.
Finally, Wei Han counted the total number and found that in more than 10,000 mu of spiritual fields, a total of more than 3.27 million catties of spiritual rice were produced, although most of them were worthless yellow bud spiritual rice.
But there are also many precious Lingmi like purple Lingmi.
"The total has come out!" Wei Han held the jade slips and said to Lu Yan: "We have harvested a total of 3,278,416 Jin 4 taels of Lingmi, of which Huangya Lingmi accounts for about 60%. We have to hand over 204 yuan to the sect. 9010 catties of Lingmi!"
"In addition, 491,585 catties of spiritual rice and 380,000 low-grade spiritual stones were distributed to 327 Lingzhi husbands just now. We still have 737,821 catties of spiritual rice left, and the total value can reach around one million spiritual stones."
After finishing speaking, he handed the jade slip to Lu Yan!
It records various detailed figures, even down to how much Lingmi each person has handed in. This bill is definitely the most authentic and professional.
Of course, except for Lu Yan, he is not going to show it to anyone, let alone hand it over to the sect with this bill.
"So many?" Lu Yan was also taken aback!
This is half a year's income!
In this way, wouldn't it be more than two million spirit stones a year?
This oil is too rich, right?
"It's okay!" Wei Han curled his lips indifferently, not particularly moved by this, if he didn't want to find a place to practice quietly, he would not look down on this benefit.
More than one million low-grade spirit stones are only 10,000 middle-grade spirit stones!
Wei Han really wants to earn this profit, and there are ways to do it.
So he waved his hand and said directly: "You have worked hard during this time, you will share 30% of the profit this time, and you can pick up Lingmi or Lingshi if you want."
"Thirty percent?" Lu Yan was secretly shocked.
He knew that Wei Han was generous, but he didn't expect to be so generous.
Giving him 30% profit as soon as he raises his hand, this is hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, would anyone else be so generous?
I thought it would be good to earn a few thousand spirit stones, but who knew that Wei Han was still beyond his imagination.
"Too much!" Lu Yan replied in a deep voice, "10% is enough, I want all of them! Is that okay?"
"oh?"
Wei Han gave him a surprised look.
This guy's business sense is still very keen. Apart from hanging out in the farm, he sells butcher in Four Seasons City on weekdays.
"Fine!"
Wei Han was too lazy to ask further questions.
Whether the price of Lingmi will rise or not, he is really not interested.
Although he had done this kind of buying and selling business in Xishan City before, but now his status and strength are different, these things can no longer arouse his interest.
"Take it, it's been hard work recently!" Wei Han said with no refusal.
Lu Yan took a look and couldn't help but secretly clicked his tongue again.
This amount of wealth is still too exaggerated for a monk in the Qi refining period.
"It seems that I have to be careful when I go in and out in the future, it will be bad if I am watched!" Lu Yan joked with a smile.
Wei Han nodded seriously when he heard the words.
He is aware of the insecurity of this low-level monk.
So after thinking about it, he casually threw a few pieces of "Firebird Art Essence and Blood Talisman" to him, and said: "With this thing in hand, basically no one can rob you during the Qi refining period. If you are in danger, let it go. I still have more."
"Good!" Lu Yan nodded gratefully.
"Let's go, I have to go to the sect to hand over the Lingmi."
Wei Han dropped a sentence, released the flying boat and rushed straight into the sky, heading straight for the Valley of Longevity.
The news of harvesting the lingmi has spread, if he doesn't hand in the lingmi share as soon as possible, it's hard to guarantee that he won't be targeted by those who want to.
Although he is not afraid of anyone, he still doesn't want to cause any trouble.
So he didn't give anyone a chance, and rushed all the way to the sect.
As a result, as soon as I stepped into the sect, I saw three huge airships with a size of hundreds of feet floating above the mountain gate. They were shaped like a building ship, and they were so huge that they could block out the sky. At this moment, there were a large number of disciples gathered on the deck .
"What's going on? Could it be that they are about to go to war?" Wei Han was shocked.
He stepped into the foreign affairs hall, and found that the place was much deserted than before, and there was no scene where outer disciples gathered everywhere in the past.
He glanced at a female cultivator who was busy.
This person has a handsome appearance and a stern face, but he is a bit inhumane, but Wei Han is quite familiar with her, because she helped him win the ninth peak Liu senior sister who is in charge of the No. 37 farm.
"Senior Sister Liu!" Wei Han nodded slightly to say hello, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter with the flying boat outside? Could it be that the secret realm of the Forbidden Forest is fighting again?"
"That's right!" Senior Sister Liu raised her eyes and replied seriously: "The three major sects fought hard outside the forbidden area of the Guilin Forest. This is the first batch of disciples to support them. A total of 200 foundation-building and 3,000 Qi-training monks will be sent. Someone should be sent."
Wei Han frowned imperceptibly.
Sure enough, a fight broke out. It stands to reason that the Xiuxian sect would not be so noisy if they started a war. Even sending out some foundation building and Qi training monks can't decide the outcome of the battle, can they?
"Don't be too surprised." Sister Liu explained casually: "The sect needs elites, so if there is a slight conflict, you can't wait to pull the disciples out to practice and practice. This is normal."
Wei Han was speechless again.
This explanation cleared his doubts.
It turns out that the competition for the secret realm is fake, but the military training is real.
The big bosses of the sect don't care how many low-level monks die. When they encounter a conflict, the first thing they think of is to let the low-level disciples fight and kill. The elite who finally stand out is the hope of the sect. Obviously, the big bosses don't want to The sect grows a bunch of flowers in the greenhouse.
It seems that good practice in Dazong is not absolute.
At least at this time, being involved in a war is definitely not a good thing.
"Never mind him, just don't get involved with me, it's just a small conflict! The high-level sects won't be forced to recruit, right?" Wei Han muttered in his heart, raised his head and continued: "Senior Sister Liu, today the harvesting of the lingmi at the farm under my jurisdiction is completed, and we are hereby Come to the sect to hand in, please help me count one or two."
"Oh? So fast?"
Senior Sister Liu was a little surprised, but she nodded in agreement.
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