Chapter 648 Three Cents Commission!

Two hours later.

The spiritual rice planted by the one hundred and eighty-three spiritual cultivators present had all been weighed, and each received his or her share of the harvest.

Among them, except for a few who chose to keep a part of their spiritual rice, most of the other spiritual planters chose to sell their spiritual rice to the fairy city in exchange for spiritual stones.

When the last spirit planter got the spirit stone, Zhu Ming waved his hand and said: "Okay, the harvesting and handing over of the spirit rice has been completed. Please step back!"

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Deacon!"

More than a hundred Lingzhifu bowed and thanked them one after another, and then retreated consciously.

At this time, Zhu Ming turned around and said to Wei Hong with a smile on his face: "Fellow Daoist Wei, according to the regulations, you can get 3% of the 80% of the spiritual rice collected this time as a commission. I don't know whether you want the spiritual rice or exchange it." A spiritual stone?"

Wei Hong already knew about this rule when Fellow Daoist He came last time.

Therefore, he responded without any surprise: "Let's stick to the spirit stone. We have already escaped from the grain, and the spirit rice is of little use to us anymore!"

"Haha, that's true!"

Zhu Ming smiled heartily and understood Wei Hong's choice very well, so he took out a pile of middle-grade spiritual stones wrapped in spiritual power and pushed them towards him, and said: "This time, the harvest of each mu of spiritual field is less than 100 yuan." About fifty kilograms, a total of 8,000 acres of spiritual rice. Our fairy city charges 80%, which works out to 960,000 kilograms of spiritual rice. Fellow Daoist Wei, you take three cents of it, which is 28,800 spiritual stones. This is 288 pieces of medium-grade spiritual rice. Stones, fellow Taoist, count them?”

This number is almost equal to the harvest of several spiritual rice growers!

No wonder Zhu Ming said just now that foundation-building monks like Wei Hong looked down upon thousands of spiritual stones.

Because it is indeed much easier for foundation-building monks like them to earn spiritual stones than hard laborers like Ling Zhifu.

Besides, these commissions can also be regarded as some invisible benefits provided by Immortal City to deacons like Wei Hong. Otherwise, the official annual salary of 10,000 spirit stones would really not be able to retain people!

Naturally, Wei Hong would not do that embarrassing thing. He put away the spirit stone with a wave of his hand, and then said with a smile: "Haha, what's so good about this? Daoyou Zhu's character is still very trustworthy to Wei." ”

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Zhu came all the way and invited me to drink a cup of spiritual tea in Mr. Wei's courtyard. Mr. Wei still wants to have more interactions with Fellow Taoist Zhu!"

Zhu Ming had completed this mission, so he was naturally not in a hurry to go back, so he smiled and accepted the invitation: "Haha, then Zhu Ming is bothering you!"

"Why are you bothering me? Fellow Daoist Zhu please come quickly!"

After that, Wei Hong took Zhu Ming to the small courtyard on the right.

That's right, it's another independent courtyard.

He had already made up his mind. The small independent courtyard on the left was his permanent residence. Not only was it planted with withered blood vines, but it also had a secret room for cultivation. Naturally, it was not suitable for entertaining guests.

Therefore, he decided to set up the small courtyard on the right as a place to entertain guests, and he would occasionally go there to sit there.

This small courtyard is exactly the same as the one on the left. Wei Hong invited Zhu Ming to sit down at the stone table in the courtyard.

Then he quickly boiled a pot of water and brewed a pot of spiritual tea. Then he poured a cup for Zhu Ming and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhu, please!"

"Haha, okay, then Zhu is welcome!"

Zhu Ming was also familiar with it. He picked up the tea cup and took a slow sip without any politeness.

After Zhu Ming put down his tea cup, Wei Hong asked: "Fellow Daoist Zhu, I wonder where the deacons' gathering you mentioned is located? And when does it start?"

"Haha, fellow Taoist, please don't be impatient!" Zhu Ming seemed to understand Wei Hong's mood very well, so he didn't show off and explained directly: "I'd better tell fellow Taoist about this deacon gathering first. Speaking of which, Zhu joined Xiancheng Less than ten years ago, it is said that this deacon gathering was created by some deacons a long time ago. Later, it became larger and larger, and basically all the deacons from the outside world in Immortal City will participate in it. "

"Occasionally, some deacons with good backgrounds will come to participate and exchange resources with each other."

“This deacons’ gathering is a small gathering every month and a big gathering at the end of every year.”

"That is to say, everyone can attend the monthly gatherings, but not all of them may be present. However, at the big gathering at the end of the year, basically all the deacons of the outer sects will show up, and the scale can be said to be huge!"

"As for the location, in order to facilitate our gathering, the Lord of the City has specially allocated the Cangling Hall in the southern district of the city to us. This means that we, the outer sect deacons, can enter the Cangling Hall for gatherings on two days in each month."

"In three days, it will be the party time for this month."

Zhu Ming told Wei Hong all the information he knew.

In fact, this information is not a secret at all. As long as you take the time to inquire, you can definitely know it easily. Therefore, Zhu Ming did not deliberately hide anything.

Besides, he really wanted to make friends with Wei Hong, and he also had good intentions to drag Wei Hong to the party.

Even though this deacon party is full of deacons who were promoted from casual cultivators, once the number of people increases, the people inside will automatically form various factions and factions. Zhu Ming also wants to win over one more like-minded friend for himself.

After Wei Hong heard this, he immediately said gratefully: "Thank you so much, fellow Daoist Zhu, for telling me. Wei is grateful!"

He didn't say it verbally, but he had already remembered this favor in his heart.

Wei Hong actually knew that he could find out even if Zhu Ming didn't tell him.

But he has been staying in this spiritual plant garden and rarely returns to the fairy city. He has no other friends of the same level, so he naturally has no way to inquire about these things. Zhu Ming can tell him directly, which is naturally a big favor.

Zhu Ming waved his hand and said: "Hey, Brother Wei, why don't you be polite? Besides, this deacon gathering is open to every deacon. Even if Zhu doesn't say it, you will know it later."

"Haha, how can it be the same? Let's not talk about anything else. Wei has already remembered this favor from Brother Zhu, and will definitely repay it in the future!" Wei Hong clasped his hands and said.

"Don't be polite, don't say these!"

Zhu Ming waved his hands repeatedly, as if he really didn't take it to heart.

Then he continued to chat with Wei Hong, and also exchanged some cultivation experiences. Both of them gained a little and were very satisfied with it.

After half an hour, Zhu Ming stood up and said goodbye, "Daoyou Wei, I have to go back to report, so I'll take my leave first!"

"Okay, Daoyou Zhu, take care, I won't see you off!" Wei Hong stood up and said.

"Haha, by the way, Daoyou Wei, you can wait for me in front of the Treasure Pavilion in the south of the city in three days, and then we will go together to attend the deacon meeting!" Zhu Ming did not forget to remind him before leaving.

"Okay, I understand!"

Wei Hong nodded immediately, and then watched Zhu Ming fly away from the valley quickly.