Chapter 29 Ancient Planting Methods

  Kong Jing finished introducing the situation of Ling Nong She, ran into the inner room, carried out a box and placed it in front of Su Dong, opened it to reveal account books, house deeds, and land deeds, all neatly organized.

  "The world respects martial prowess, and since the Su Dong brothers are already third-tier Spirit Warriors, they are the highest existence in the Ling Nong Society. Therefore, it is only natural that you should take on the role of Society Head." Kong Jing said with a bow.

  Su Dong was taken aback and hastily declined. He didn't even understand the spiritual valley's cultivation, how could he be the president? Besides, Su Dong was only fourteen this year.

  It seems that Ke Nangong has made up his mind to give up the position of Shazhang, and even Zhou Xing beside him said: "The rules of the martial arts hall are indeed so, if you don't enter Lingnong Society and continue to stay in the martial arts hall, you will be the head of the apprentice department at this moment."

  Su Dong was speechless for a moment. He knew that the mainland valued martial prowess above all else, and the fact that a strong warrior could kill commoners without having to pay with their own life was the best example of this.

  Helpless, Su Dong had no choice but to take over the account book.

  The Tianxing Wuguan is a large entity in Hansheng City, but the Lingnong Society under its banner is very pitiful. In the north of the city, there are 80 mu of spiritual fields, plus four rooms for night watch and temporary rest, which is all the assets of the Lingnong Society.

  The output of spiritual rice and spiritual medicine can be sold to the Martial Arts Academy at market price, or it can be directly paid as rent to the Martial Arts Academy at a price of thirty taels of silver per mu of spiritual field.

  Su Dong calculated in her heart, with each mu of land producing 50 kilograms of spiritual grain. Even if they sold it at the retail price of one tael per kilogram, that would only be 4,000 taels. After paying the 2,400 taels in land rent, there were only 1,600 taels left. Subtracting the miscellaneous expenses, each of the 21 members of the Ling Nong Society would only get around 40-50 taels!

  The ordinary family in Frost Star City also has an annual income of twenty or thirty taels of silver, and the Ling Nong of Tian Xing Wu Guan is not much stronger than these common people. No wonder they are all poor and destitute.

  ……

  In May, outside the city is a lush green, with fresh air.

  Su Dong and Kong Jing went out of town to Lingtian to take a look at the situation. Zhou Xing had class, so he stayed in the martial arts hall.

  All the way through several spiritual fields, these spiritual fields are different from ordinary farmland. Each spiritual field is carefully surrounded by fences, and the spiritual valley planted is much sparser than usual.

  Su Dong could feel that there was indeed spiritual energy flowing in Ling Tian, but it wasn't a lot.

  "Why are they planted so sparsely? If they were planted more densely, wouldn't the yield be higher?" Su Dong asked curiously.

  Kong Jingdao said, "Lingtian is not ordinary land. Each piece of land must be carefully combed for many years, with a large amount of spiritual medicine used as fertilizer, and assisted by the technique of pulling stars, in order to grow spiritual grains."

  "Each piece of land has limited spiritual energy. If too many are planted, each stalk of Spiritual Grain will not get much spiritual energy and become ordinary wheat."

  Su Dong was taken aback and asked: "Do you still want to use the Stellar Pulling Technique?"

  "In the past, it was not used, and simply using the Lingyao and Lingnong methods as auxiliary tools was enough. However, now that Xing Shu has developed, using Qianxing Shu is actually more convenient than using Lingyao. But those Qianxing masters' fees are not low, every mu of land requires paying them 40 taels of silver per year. If it weren't for the Wu Guan subsidizing 10 taels per mu, the Lingnong estate would really go bankrupt." Kong Jing explained.

  Su Dong frowned, it turned out that the fortune teller had added a thick layer to it, and the spiritual field actually cost 40 taels of silver per mu, which was really too black.

  Soon, Su Dong and Kong Jing arrived at the spiritual field belonging to the Wu Guan. They saw a dozen or so farmers working under the scorching sun to weed, their movements slow as they used their spiritual power to turn over the soil bit by bit, crushing the grass roots before burying the entire blade of grass into the ground.

  Planting spiritual fields is a technical activity, and without a foundation in spiritual power, it can't be done well. Su Dong felt a sense of melancholy in his heart, these men were originally warriors, but now they didn't even have the slightest appearance of being warriors. If you don't look carefully, you would think they are ordinary farmers.

  Su Dong observed the feng shui of this spiritual field, and saw that this land was on a small hillside, high in the north and low in the south. From the perspective of feng shui, this is called **, unable to gather the earth's energy, with extremely poor feng shui.

  Kong Jing gathered everyone to stop their work and gather around. After listening to Kong Jing's introduction, they were all shocked. Firstly, they were surprised that Su Dong was so young yet had the strength of a third-stage Spirit Warrior. Secondly, they couldn't understand why a promising Spirit Warrior like him would come to farm.

  No one had any objections to Su Dong becoming the new president, after all, this was also a rule that had been followed for many years, and even in farming, martial arts were respected.

  Those who can work hard and cultivate the land are mostly honest and kind, even if they suffer losses, they will swallow their grievances. This group of diligent farmers looked at Su Dong, this 14-year-old new village head, with eager eyes, making Su Dong suddenly feel a great deal of pressure.

  After some thought, Su Dong said: "Since I, Su Dong, have been honored by everyone's support and became the president of this Ling Nong Society, I must give you all an account. If not, it would be truly ungrateful for your trust."

  "What's the point of living a life, or a tree having an autumn? What are we striving for?" Su Dong asked this group of spirit farmers.

  "Are you well-fed and warmly clad?" A man in tattered clothes thought for a moment before answering.

  Su Dong shook his head and said, "Having enough to eat and wear is just a person's basic requirement. You are all warriors by origin, and although you are now farming outside the city, you can't lose your warrior spirit."

  "For the sake of world peace?" A spiritual farmer stroked his chin and said.

  Su Dong shook his head again and said disdainfully: "Even if the sky falls, there will be a tall man holding it up. What does the chaos of the world have to do with us?"

  "What's the point of that?" These spirit farmers were all bewildered, having worked in the spiritual fields for a long time, causing their reactions to start becoming dull.

  Su Dong's gaze swept over the twenty or so people present, his voice loud as he declared: "For silver!"

  "Silver?"

  "It's all about the silver! What does the country, the world, or the people's well-being have to do with us? As a Ling farmer, we work hard every day in the fields, and every drop of sweat we shed must be rewarded handsomely."

  "I don't understand much about grand principles, but I think that Lao Nong should also live with his own dignity, not be looked down upon by others, and let his wife and children have a good life..."

  Su Dong's words hit the nail on the head. Without money, everything is difficult. These Ling farmers were once proud warriors in their youth, but later became disheartened due to injuries or being unable to break through levels with their spiritual power.

  Suppose Su Dong said to lead everyone in creating an eternal foundation, these lazy farmers are not interested at all, they can barely eat their fill, what's the point of talking about a thousand autumns and ten thousand generations?

  But making money is different. People living in the world, what can be done without spending money? With money, life can be better, and that's the simple truth.

  Su Dong is telling the truth, and his temperament is not bad either. Don't look at his young age, standing there, it really looks like that.

  The farmers heard that they could increase their income and all took it to heart, their eyes shining brightly, after all these years of poverty and hardship had been too miserable.

  Su Dong smiled and said, "If everyone doesn't object, then I'll announce the first measure of Ling Nong Society. We will cancel our contract with Xing Hui Society, stop using Qian Xing technique, and switch to traditional methods for planting Ling Gu and Ling Yao."

  The Ling Nong people were all stunned. Xing Hui was the Star Technique Association, and what fortune tellers, stargazers, and star casters were all serving the association.

  "It's not good this way, Xing Hui's power is too great, and if we offend them, our future days will be even more difficult."

  "It's impossible, without the Star-Pulling Art, how can a Spiritual Valley possibly grow in a Spiritual Field?"

  These Ling farmers strongly opposed, Su Dong said calmly on the side: "Everyone please rest assured, I unintentionally obtained an ancient method of planting spiritual fields. Even if we don't use Stellar Deviation Technique, it can still make the Spiritual Valley and Spiritual Medicine grow extremely fast."

  "If you don't believe me, I'll do it myself and show everyone. Following the ancient methods of our Ling Nong lineage, we can still cultivate top-grade spiritual grains!"

  Don't look at Su Dong's young age, but he speaks very maturely. Those honest and simple-minded Ling Nong are no match for Su Dong, all of whom were confused by the good prospects promised by Su Dong.

  ……

  Tianxing Martial Arts Hall, Yang Taishi's study room.

  "What? He wants to use the ancient method to plant Linggu and Lingyao? Does Su Dong really have some kind of ancient spiritual farming heritage?" Yang Taixi asked doubtfully after hearing Kong Jing's report.

  Kong Jing smiled and said, "Master of the inn, what superior ancient methods are there in the world? If the ancient methods were useful, why would Ling Nong's line have declined to this state today? And why bother seeking out those fortune tellers?" Kong Jing nodded his head and bowed.

  This fat old man is actually Yang Taosi's eyes and ears. As soon as Su Dong returned home, Kong Jing immediately came to Yang Taosi to report the situation.

  Yang Taixi nodded, let out a cold snort and said: "Young people are all fleeting enthusiasm, let him mess around for now, he'll still come crawling back to me eventually! By the way, what else did he do today?"

  Kong Jingdao said: "He also ordered two large water tanks at the ironwork shop in the north of the city, and he wanted them urgently, to be delivered tomorrow."

  Yang Tai thought of the strange spiritual power of the Su family, and muttered to herself. She nodded slightly and said in a low voice: "Tell the blacksmith's shop, I also want two water jars like the ones Su Dong ordered."