My wife is a supplier of materials for cultivating immortals

Chapter 3 Intermediaries

For Yan Huang, the task that Ye Ziqi entrusted to him is actually quite easy, watering the flowers and feeding the fish every day is considered as the end of the job.Ye Ziqi, on the other hand, used the phone numbers in their old phone book to find ways to contact those buyers who hadn't been in touch for many years, and at the same time taught him some knowledge about their family's business.

"Then, the buyers in this world can basically be divided into two groups." Ye Ziqi explained, "The first group is those who have become immortals; this type of people, what they need are often particularly high-end materials. They look down on low-grade materials such as Aescin ganoderma, Longxu golden vine, and Yiyue Ronghua. These high-grade materials usually take many years to grow, but the price is also very expensive. The rarer and the higher the grade Materials are more expensive."

"Well, it's understandable." Yan Huang nodded while watering the strange plant in front of him. Ye Ziqi continued: "There is another class. They are people who are cultivating, but have not yet become immortals. What they need The materials are relatively low-end, such as ice lotus catkins, moon cold grass, blood bodhi and so on. However, even the same kind of fairy grass has grades, and the price may vary several times for different grades. The better the cultivation technique, the better the planting The higher the grade of the fruit, the more valuable it will be."

"Ah..." Yan Huang responded, "But I don't know how to take care of these. I just water them."

Ye Ziqi handed him a yellowed notebook at this time: "This is a planting technique passed down from generation to generation in our family, and what kind of plant preferences are listed on it. The body of wood spirit is only an entry-level requirement in this line, but anyone who grows fairy grass They must all be wood spirits, relying on this alone is of no advantage, and it is actually the cultivation method that determines the yield and grade."

Speaking of this, Ye Ziqi added another sentence: "If the body is also a wood spirit, the more careful the care is, the higher the quality of the fruit will be. Do you understand, husband? From now on, people will have to rely on your efforts Come to raise."

When Yan Huang heard this sentence, his whole body was full of energy: "Leave it to me! I will definitely work hard to learn the care techniques in this book! When I grow good materials for cultivating immortals and earn enough money, I will marry you." You go through the door!"

"Well! I'll wait for you!" Ye Ziqi said with a happy smile, Yan Huang paused and then asked suspiciously: "You really didn't plan on me to restore your family glory? You took the initiative to add me on WeChat back then , Why did you..."

"Oh, I added you back then because I saw you were a nice person. You are so gentle to a roadside plant, and you must be no worse to your girlfriend!" Ye Ziqi stomped her feet and said angrily, " I've been dating you for a year, and we've been living together for almost half a year, can't you feel whether I love you or not?"

Yan Huang thought about it, and indeed, Ye Ziqi had always been very kind to him.

Although he was an intern in Ye Ziqi's flower shop in his senior year, he lived in a house rented by her after living together. She paid for the rent, water and electricity, and she also took good care of him in terms of life, cooking and washing his clothes.Although Yan Huang also shared some housework, Ye Ziqi took the initiative to undertake most of it.

But in fact, he and Ye Ziqi are the same age, both 23 years old this year, but he went to school a year later than Ye Ziqi, so Ye Ziqi became his "senior sister".

Thinking of this, Yan Huang patted Ye Ziqi's head to completely dispel his doubts.

Knowing that he had dispelled his doubts, Ye Ziqi continued, "I have an appointment with an agent to come to our house this afternoon to check the quality of this ginseng fruit. If the deal is made then, remember to pick the ginseng fruit."

"Shall I go?" Yan Huang pointed at himself in surprise, and Ye Ziqi nodded: "Ginseng fruit is made by gathering the aura of all things, and it itself is a bit like a child. If you touch it, you won’t be allowed to touch it, and once you touch it, it will immediately become aura and dissipate. So in Journey to the West, didn’t you use a special wooden fork to pick it? It’ll be fine after you pick it off.”

"Didn't you tell me that Journey to the West is a lie?" Yan Huang raised his eyebrows and asked.

"I said that Zhu Bajie is a lie, but the ginseng fruit is real." Ye Ziqi pinched his face, "Silly old man."

"Okay." Yan Huang said, turned to the ginseng fruit, sighed and thought to himself: ginseng fruit, I don't know what it tastes like.It's a pity that I can't taste it myself... Sure enough, it's good to have money, and you can eat ginseng fruit.

Thinking of this, Yan Huang turned to Ye Ziqi, pinched her little ears to make her turn to him: "Hey, by the way, Qiqi, what would happen if we ordinary people ate ginseng fruit and other fairy fruits?"

"It doesn't matter." Ye Ziqi replied, "Because the fairy fruit is actually a fruit that condenses spiritual energy, and ordinary people don't know how to use this spiritual energy, so what we can absorb are ordinary nutrients. However, you can go out as much as you come in, at most, you can get rid of the evil energy and filth in the body, and play the role of clearing the fire and driving away the cold and damp."

"Well, I roughly understand..." Yan Huang nodded, "But I really want to taste it..."

"Then let's grow it, husband?" Ye Ziqi said with a smile, revealing a row of white teeth, "We'll save a few of them to taste for ourselves. To be honest, I haven't eaten them either."

"Yeah!" Yan Huang nodded vigorously, and then flipped through the old booklet, many of which were still written with a brush, which seemed to be quite old.

Ye Ziqi continued to explain some things in their field: "Some materials can be eaten directly, like ginseng fruit, while some materials need people in the alchemy workshop to refine them into elixirs, so the effect will be better."

"You mean there is still an industry of alchemy?" Yan Huang asked with interest.

"That's right, some are alchemy families, and like us, they are the family's inherited business. But there are also some large-scale cultivation sects that can make alchemy themselves." Ye Ziqi explained, "However, usually those famous big schools and famous alchemy workshops can do alchemy. They have their own fixed suppliers and do not buy them from outside.”

After Ye Ziqi's explanation, Yan Huang knew that because these fairy fruits need people with the body of wood spirits to grow them, they are usually small workshops like Ye Ziqi's house, which cannot be mass-produced.Now they are just starting out, and the supply of goods on hand is relatively small. The goods are sold to dealers, and after centralized purchase by dealers, they are sold to those alchemy workshops or cultivation sects.

To put it bluntly, there are middlemen making the difference for the things they sell now, so the price is naturally lower.However, if their production of materials increases in the future, or the quality of the cultivation materials they plant is particularly good, they will also become special suppliers of alchemy workshops.In this way, no one will make a difference in the middle, and their profits will naturally be higher.

The person Ye Ziqi contacted this time was actually a middleman that their family had worked with in the past. This middleman was in charge of collecting materials for cultivating immortals from their "retail investors" and selling them to those alchemy workshops or cultivation sects.

After being busy for a while in the morning, people from the middleman Ye Ziqi contacted soon came to the door.

This is a serious young man with neatly parted hair in the middle and round eyes. He looks about 26 or seven. He wears a black suit, which gives people a very rigid feeling. Compared with the dealer, he More like a bank teller.

Before entering the door, he went to the ginseng fruit tree and carefully inspected the ginseng fruit. He used a magnifying glass to check the gloss. He put on gloves and carefully measured the size of the ginseng fruit without touching it. Then he came to the house and prepared to eat with the ginseng fruit. They talked about business.However, the other person's expression was serious, which made Yan Huang feel a little nervous.

"The size of the ginseng fruit is 100 centimeters. It is estimated that the weight is about [-] kilograms. This size is medium-grade, the color is average, and there is only one." The man put his hands on his chin and said with a straight face, "One price ,[-]."

(End of this chapter)