The price of goods of the same quality is clearly divided in different places.

The sweet potato in Qin Xu's hand, if it is put in a high-end supermarket, washed and bagged, two or three catties can be shouted for twenty or thirty yuan.

But in the farmer's house where he planted, he was five pounds a catty, and he still felt that he had taken advantage of Qin Xu.

Is there a difference in quality between the two at different prices?

There really is.

Later, when Qin Xu went home, he also picked up a sweet potato steamed by his mother Liu Amei for the little pig to gnaw, and felt that the sweet potatoes sold by Lao Wenjia were much more delicious than those sold in supermarkets.

According to the farmer's big brother's words, they live in the mountains, the sweet potatoes are sweet, the taste is soft, and they are still the old varieties kept by Guiyuan Village, the texture is delicate, and the yield is not high, but the taste is not enough.

Hearing that the next batch of sweet potatoes could be dug up by the end of October this year, Qin Xu hurriedly ordered the next batch of 500 catties.

It is more cost-effective to let the pig eat sweet potatoes than to let him eat the dumplings in the store.

In addition to the sweet potatoes of Lao Wen's family, Lao Wen also helped Qin Xu to ask other houses if there was any food that the little pig was fragrant and could look at.

So, Qin Xu bought another fifty catties of pimple small potatoes, twenty catties of ridge soybeans, ten catties of dried longan, and two large pumpkins.

Not all rural agricultural products can be favored by the fragrance of piglets.

It's the same sweet potato, the sweet potato of the other house is round, big and good-looking, and the little pig Xiangxiang sniffed it with her nose, didn't look at it at all, turned her head and left.

After Lao Wen walked out with Qin Xu, he was surprised.

"Your little pig is really spiritual. Qiao Laosi's sweet potatoes have sprinkled a lot of compound fertilizer, so they are grown and can be sold at a high price, but the taste is a little worse, I didn't expect this little guy to be a thief!"

Can you not be shrewd?

If you are not shrewd, how can you go all over the streets of Chaohai City and focus on the dumpling shop that is so expensive that you vomit blood.

Qin Xu complained silently in his heart.

After searching around, the trunk was almost full, and when Qin Xu, who had a bumper harvest, was about to go home, he suddenly heard the old man mention it.

"In fact, a few years ago, many fruit trees were planted in the village, but then they could not be sold for money, and they were all deserted, and now it is also the time when the peaches are ripe. ”

Qin Xu looked in the direction pointed by Lao Wen, in a green mountain forest, the vines were dense, but there was a fruit forest hidden.

If you ask in detail, there are many peaches, but they lack management, they are small, there are many insect bites, and they can't be sold at a price, so they rot on the trees and fall into the ground every year.

After listening to this, Qin Xu was very interested, and decided to ask Lao Wen for a few large bags of chemical fiber containing corn kernels, and prepared to go up the mountain to have a look.

Lao Wen didn't accompany Qin Xu up the mountain.

Don't look at the farmer's money, but there are a lot of affairs, he has to go to the field to weed when he eats!

Besides, the road leading to the fruit forest, the people of the village often go there to collect firewood, and it is not dangerous, this kid is tall and shapely, and there is no danger.

However, he instead lent Qin Xu a sickle to chop the weeds on the mountain.

The little pig that entered the forest was fragrant, and the little short legs were running, and the speed was fast to lead the way in front.

It is petite, and its round size does not affect its movements, and it is more flexible than the tall Qin Xu.

Qin Xu was too tall, walking in the mountains and forests, he was hit on the head by grass and vines for a while, and he had to bend down and bow for a while, but he walked bummerally.

Old Master Qin was standing on top of Qin Xu's head at this time, his robes fluttering, and his mouth kept muttering pronunciation that Qin Xu couldn't understand.

Qin Xu guessed that this was probably the language of his cultivation world!

After walking for more than half an hour, Qin Xu finally saw the peach tree that Lao Wen said.

The peach trees are planted on a terraced field, surrounded by many climbing wild vines and clumps of weeds. The area of each terraced field here is not large, only ten or twenty square meters, and five or six fruit trees are planted on one floor.

The little pig Xiangxiang got into the weeds, worked for a while, held a very small emerald green pear in his mouth, and squatted happily next to Qin Xu, gnawing on the pear juice.

"Yo, have you really found something good?" Qin Xu Yile plucked the little tail of the little pig's fragrant fragrance and turned around.

The little pig Xiangxiang changed direction and ignored Qin Xu, who was harassing people.

Qin Xu was thinking about how to split the weeds and get some peaches and pears to go back, and the old Master Qin, who was standing above him, finally spoke.

"The aura here is slightly more abundant than in the city, and the old man suddenly thought of a technique that is most suitable for cultivating here. Old Master Qin smiled with a smile and floated in front of Qin Xu, saying with great certainty.

Qin Xu suddenly thought of the Lingyan Heart Technique that he had just practiced for a day.

The effect of covering half of the head......

Why, he had the illusion that Old Master Qin was experimenting with him as a guinea pig?

"This cultivation method, called the Wind Knife Scroll, is an exercise for external power to drive the cultivation of spiritual energy, and in the mortal martial arts of the cultivation world, it is a superior divine skill. ”

"Old Master Qin, is this reliable, didn't I just cultivate that yesterday, Lingyan Heart Technique?" Qin Xu asked weakly.

"There is no need to worry, there is no conflict between the two cultivation. Old Master Qin shook his head and said with great certainty.

despises the five-hundred-year-old ancestor who is still selling cuteness.

Qin Xu complained.

"Isn't there an old saying that you should be single-minded in your cultivation?" This sentence was made up by Qin Xu.

"No, no, no, practice single-mindedness, refers to the avenue in front, but unfortunately now the aura is lacking, the avenue has been blocked, only another way, can reach the path of cultivation. Master Lao Qin explained, "I don't know which technique is the most suitable for your cultivation, so it's not wrong to give it a try." ”

I'll go!

Confirmed.

The young-faced baby ancestor just used him as a guinea pig.

Qin Xu propped up the long-handled sickle given to him by the farmer's eldest brother on the ground, and said weakly: "Okay, okay, okay, you are the boss, how do you say to practice?"

"The old man is demonstrating in front of you, and you can just hold a knife and follow the old man's posture. Old Master Qin flew up and folded a long wild orchid new leaf, floating in front of Qin Xu in the air, using the blade as a sword, and posing in a posture of waving a knife.

Knife?

Qin Xu was inexplicable, and blurted out, "Where do I have a knife?"

After speaking, he followed Old Qin's gaze and landed on the rusty sickle in his hand.

"......" this, it's too cowardly, right?

"Old Master Qin, don't you want to take advantage of this, why don't you change it?" Qin Xu asked consultatively.

After the little pig finished nibbling a pear, he didn't know where to pick up another red plum, and while eating, he found a shady grass under the grass to watch the excitement.

"The old decay cultivates as a sword, and the sword qi is a sword, you? Old Master Qin bluntly refused, "If you don't have a sharp blade in your hands, you won't be able to cultivate the sword wind scroll at all." ”

Return the sword qi to the sword?

"Old Master Qin, aren't you cultivating to nothing, how can you be able to use the Spiritual Power Imperial Sword again?" Qin Xu still didn't want to wield a rusty old scythe used by an old peasant.

"The sword qi is born from the heart, the old man was not good at cultivation talent back then, and he had no hope of Jindan, but he had a long lifespan, and he had nothing to do, and he practiced the method of sword cultivation for a while. After Old Master Qin finished speaking, he no longer let Qin Xu drag it, and directly waved the orchid leaf and began to demonstrate the movement of the knife wind.

Qin Xu had no choice, so he could only pick up the rusty sickle in his hand and practice alongside.