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Chapter 31

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Jiang He pinched off one of the corn kernels.

"Look at the corn kernels. They're entirely golden and crystalline. Don't you feel hungry at first glance?"

Mu Wanqiu accepted the corn kernels.

With her slender fingers, she held the kernels in front of her eyes and examined them carefully. Her beautiful eyes were filled with astonishment. "These kernels are nearly three times larger than normal kernels. It looks like they have indeed evolved … Ah!"

Even as she spoke, Mu Wanqiu squeezed the kernels with her fingers.

It was a very normal movement.

Squeezing normal corn kernels was fine, but Jiang He's corn …

It was huge, thick, full of grains, thin skin, and juicy. It was crunchy, and a light pinch … and it exploded with a crack.

The juices within sprayed all over Mu Wanqiu's face.

The juices were milky white and had a unique corn fragrance.

Jiang He's eyes widened, but before he could admire it, Mu Wanqiu had already wiped off the corn juice on her face.

There was still some corn juice on her fingers, and Mu Wanqiu brought it to her nose for a sniff before sucking it into her mouth, smiling. "It seems that your corn juice would taste good."

Jiang He laughed out loud. "You would definitely look beautiful when you drink corn juice, Miss Mu."

“???”

Mu Wanqiu was left baffled. That answer … was a little out of line.

Unbeknownst to her, she was sweating inwardly.

This Mu Wanqiu was quite something.

Musing to herself for a moment, Mu Wanqiu then said, "I have to confirm if your corn is really effective."

Jiang He put away the corn and pointed at Wang Siyu, flatly saying, "A living example is right in front of you. Do you think I would lie to you, Miss Mu? You can just not buy it if you don't believe me, Miss Mu. "

"No, that's not what I meant …"

Mu Wanqiu quickly said. "Mister Jiang is a fourth-tier martial artist, and Miss Wang is an employee of the Special Bureau. How could I not believe you?"

"How about this? How much for one corn? I'll buy one to try."

Jiang He held up five fingers.

“50?”

Mu Wanqiu's eyes widened. "Fifty for one corn? Why don't you rob a bank?"

Jiang He yelled out the door, "Dumbo, see our guest out."

Woof, woof, woof.

Several barks rang out.

Dumbo darted into the room and stood on its hind legs, waving its front paws in a gesture of invitation.

Mu Wanqiu's temper flared at once.

She took a deep breath. Her chest … was as flat as a horse's nest.

He could only suppress his anger and ask, "Mister Jiang, how much is this corn? I'll buy it, okay? "

"Five hundred thousand, non-negotiable."

Waving Dumbo off, Jiang He said, "First of all, I can guarantee the effects of the corn. Moreover, this agricultural product of mine has no pollution, no side effects, and no rebound for life."

"Furthermore …"

"With Miss Mu's figure, you should have used the products on the market, right? How can those things be effective? "

"I estimate that if you eat three to four of my big corn, you'll be as big as Wang Siyu."

Mu Wanqiu muttered to herself for a moment before agreeing. "Alright, I'll buy one first. I'll buy more if it works."

Actually, she also understood that she had entered the wrong line of thinking previously.

After all, this was the normal reaction of humans.

How much is a corn worth?

But if this corn really had the same effect as the one in the river, then it was definitely worth the price.

"Nice!"

Jiang He took out the corn he had just peeled and passed it to Mu Wanqiu, who said, "I'll transfer the money to the bank account you gave me today."

With that …

She glared viciously at Jiang He.

She was so pissed off by Jiang He that she actually had a dog send her off … Still, that dog of hers was quite interesting.

Jiang He smiled faintly. "Miss Mu, the saying that the customer is king doesn't apply to me. I won't sell you corn again if you keep glaring at me."

"You …"

Gritting her teeth, Mu Wanqiu angrily got into her car, slammed the door and sped away.

Wang Siyu, on the other hand, was left gaping at Jiang He's actions, muttering, "Five hundred thousand for one corn … Jiang He, is your corn that valuable?"

"Then … doesn't that mean I've eaten a million after eating two of your corn?"

Jiang He was in a good mood after today's harvest, and laughed out loud. "It's just a million, it's nothing … by the way, take these two corns and eat them slowly when you get home."

Wang Siyu quickly waved him off, blushing. "I can't, I can't or I won't be able to walk easily. I'm going home, but be careful — I'm afraid she won't let this go."

Jiang He only came to a realization after seeing off Wang Siyu.

"Walking is not easy?

Is it a burden if it's too big? That lass is actually that good at driving? "

Locking the gates from the inside, Jiang He headed straight to the yard.

It was one in the morning, and the autumn winds were blowing and the moon was bright. It was the perfect time for planting.

Jiang He called out to Dumbo, who promptly started digging, its four paws flying and soon digging a small hole in a corner of the yard.

"Not bad."

Jiang He took out a cucumber and threw it at it.

There were still dozens of them left, and he had not decided whether to sell them just yet. It was better to feed them to the dog and cultivate Dumbo's ability so that it could watch over his yard.

"Still, there are many species of Ferals in this day and age, and having a dog watch over my yard is too low class. If I have the chance, I should get a rank-seven or rank-eight python or condor …"

The thought flashed through his mind.

Jiang He turned on his System and redeemed a nitrogen fertilizer.

His farm still needed more than half the EXP to level up, and he had been spending too many Farm Points recently. After learning the Nine Yang Technique and the First Style of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, he had less than 200 Farm Points left.

After redeeming a nitrogen fertilizer, he only had dozens of Farm Points left.

"Looks like I have to think of a way to earn more Farm Points and learn the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms as soon as possible …"

Jiang He took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket.

Inside the porcelain bottle were three Qi Nourishing Pills.

"The greatest use of the Qi Nourishing Pill is to replenish one's True Qi. Of course, it can also be used to cultivate and increase one's True Qi cultivation … However, the cultivation increase of this thing is limited. Taking one Qi Nourishing Pill is roughly equivalent to cultivating for three days, and one Qi Nourishing Pill is worth more than a hundred thousand. An ordinary martial artist simply cannot afford it."

Jiang He buried a qi pellet and nitrogen fertilizer into the ground, a look of anticipation in his eyes.

If he could really grow a Qi Nourishing Pill, he would be rich.

At that time, he could directly eat the Qi Nourishing Pills as if they were chocolate beans. Wouldn't his cultivation speed soar?

"Sigh."

"What a pity. When the time comes, I'll have to take pills to cultivate, and I'll lose some of the joy of cultivation …"

… …

At the same time,

Linzhou City.

In a certain villa district.

A middle-aged man in a suit dialed a number.

"Lord Immortal General, I just received news that Cordo failed, and Duan Tianhe has returned to the Spiritual State."

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