27: Chapter 27 Selling Golden Spirit Rice

Ye Jing's words did not seem like a lie; after all, just a few months ago, he was still a staggering old man.

Now, his face was glowing with health, and he walked with great agility; he was a living advertisement for this magical rice.

Zheng Dali's eyes also lit up. Having slaughtered pigs and sold meat for many years, he understood the importance of strength and blood vitality better than anyone. If this rice truly had such a great effect, let alone martial arts halls, even the great aristocratic families in the city would scramble to buy it.

"Uncle Ye, how much of this golden spirit rice can you provide?" Zheng Dali asked.

Hearing this, Ye Jing smiled slightly. "I'll sell you a hundred jin of this rice first to test the waters. If the Director is satisfied, I will provide it long-term."

Zheng Dali was overjoyed upon hearing this. This meant that Ye Jing had quite a lot of this golden spirit rice in his possession.

He immediately said, "Uncle Ye, please wait for a moment. I will discuss the price of the golden spirit rice with the Martial Arts Hall Director and then purchase the goods from you."

Ye Jing nodded and said with satisfaction, "That's fine, but do not reveal my identity!"

He had no dealings with the Director of the Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall and did not know what kind of person he was, so he could not expose his identity for the time being.

"That goes without saying!" Zheng Dali naturally understood Ye Jing's concerns and readily agreed.

After sending Ye Jing off.

Zheng Dali immediately rushed to the Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall in town.

The location of this martial arts hall was easy to find, not far from the entrance of the town.

A plaque with the four characters "Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall" hung above the tall gate. The calligraphy was bold and powerful, clearly the work of a martial arts expert.

There were several apprentices practicing at the entrance of the martial arts hall. They looked to be only teenagers, and their shouts rose one after another, full of Aura.

After Zheng Dali stepped forward and spoke a few words to an apprentice at the door, the apprentice turned and ran into the martial arts hall.

Not long after, a tall, burly middle-aged man with a powerful build followed the apprentice out. He had a majestic expression, his temples were bulging high, and blue veins were visible on his forehead.

This man was wearing a short-sleeved martial arts outfit, his skin was dark, and his face carried an air of authority.

This person was none other than the Director of the Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall, Guo Zhengning, who was already at the Peak of a Second-Stage Martial Artist.

He could exert over a thousand jin of force, making people feel awestruck.

"Dali, are you looking for me for something?" Guo Zhengning's voice was as loud as a bell.

Zheng Dali hurried forward and smiled. "Director Guo, I've brought you something good! I want to talk about a cooperation with you!"

After saying that, he handed over the paper package in his hand.

Guo Zhengning picked up the paper package, and as soon as he opened it, his eyes widened. He quickly closed the package and treated Zheng Dali with extreme courtesy. "Brother Zheng, please come inside for a chat!"

Within a day, Zheng Dali rushed to Ye Jing's home without stopping and asked for a hundred jin of rice, with the price to be set entirely by Ye Jing.

This surprised Ye Jing greatly. He hadn't expected the Director to send someone so quickly to discuss the golden spirit rice.

Ye Jing thought for a moment and said, "The yield of my golden spirit rice is fairly stable. Currently, I can provide about a hundred jin every month. As for the price, how about five hundred wen per jin of spirit rice?"

This price was not low, but for spirit rice that could assist in the cultivation of blood and Qi, it was not outrageous.

Zheng Dali remembered that the Director had asked him to negotiate the price of this golden spirit rice no matter what, so he smiled and said, "Deal! However, Elder Ye, Director Zhenwei also has a request if you intend to form a long-term partnership with him.

He can take everything you have, but this rice cannot be sold to anyone else in town; it must only be supplied to the Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall!"

"Take everything?" Ye Jing was somewhat surprised. This Martial Arts Hall Director couldn't be that wealthy, could he? To be so generous as to monopolize his business.

After hearing this, Ye Jing still didn't agree immediately. He said, "I appreciate the Director's sincerity. Taking everything is certainly a good thing, but I have a concern. My golden spirit rice has just started to be sold externally. If I block my own path all at once, in case there are any changes with the martial arts hall later, my livelihood would be cut off."

Hearing this, the smile on Zheng Dali's face faded slightly. "Uncle Ye, do you not trust the Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall?"

Ye Jing waved his hand and explained, "It's not that I don't trust you, but it's better to leave some room for maneuver so we can meet on good terms in the future. I can promise to prioritize supplying the Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall. I will give you all the spirit rice each month, and if the yield increases in the future, I will ask you first if you want it.

But as for absolutely not selling to others, I really cannot agree to that."

Zheng Dali frowned, thinking that Ye Jing's words made sense. He was silent for a moment and then nodded. "Uncle Ye, what you said is reasonable. How about this? I will take your words back to Director Zhenwei and discuss it with him.

However, I have to give you some inside information. The reason the Director wants to take it all is that he's afraid this golden spirit rice will fall into the hands of other martial arts halls and strengthen his rivals."

Ye Jing nodded. It seemed that this Director of the Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall was well aware of how formidable this spirit rice was, which is why he acted this way. After all, with so many martial arts halls in the town, each having its own competition, it wasn't surprising.

After the deal was settled, Ye Jing immediately had Ye Xuan and Ye Yi weigh out over two hundred jin of golden spirit rice.

They had harvested quite a lot of that rice, and it had long since filled the entire storage room.

But on the surface, they only carried out a hundred jin of golden spirit rice just for show.

Zheng Dali promptly and readily paid fifty taels of silver. The sight of the shiny white silver made it difficult for Ye Xuan and Ye Yi to hide their excitement.

Ye Jing accepted the silver and said calmly, "By the way, Dali, in the future, we should trade in a hidden place and not be seen by others!"

This golden spirit rice was so profitable that it was hard to guarantee no one would target them, so Ye Jing had to be cautious.

With a large sum of money coming in.

Ye Jing looked at his somewhat dilapidated home, so he took the fifty taels of silver and handed them to Ye Xuan, saying, "Xuaner, find a craftsman tomorrow to repair the house, and then build an extra room to use as a storehouse for the golden spirit rice!"

"Yes! Father!" Ye Xuan quickly agreed, his eyes full of excitement.

After having the money, the Ye family hired masons the next day to renovate the house.

The money Ye Jing had earned from hunting in the mountains previously, as well as the money from Niu Gui, had all been used to provide food and clothing for the family. Now that the golden spirit rice had been sold, there was spare money to repair the house.

Ye Jing stood outside looking at the dilapidated thatched cottage, thinking that once he earned more money, he would have to find a good courtyard. The family couldn't always be squeezed into this cramped thatched hut.

Thinking of this, Ye Jing couldn't help but think of his late wife. If she were still alive and saw him developing this family, she would be happy too.

His heart softened as he thought about how he had wandered to this village, met that pretty girl, and then had children with her, growing old together until the end of their lives.

Now, with the help of the Immortal Willow, hope had been brought to him and this family. He could be considered to have comforted his late wife's soul in heaven.

He smiled faintly, feeling a bit more at ease.

That night, while Ye Jing was playing with his grandson in the house, Wang Laosan suddenly ran over and shouted, "Elder Ye! This is bad! The government officers are here!"

Hearing this, Ye Jing stood up abruptly, and everyone in the house became tense.

"Wang Laosan, what's going on?" Ye Jing asked hurriedly.

Wang Laosan shook his head repeatedly. "I don't know either. It seems a thief has sneaked in here, and the government people are conducting a search. They've run into our village to search!"

"Many government officers have arrived now, and they want all of us villagers to go to the Village Chiefs Hall for a search!"