No one really thinks I'm a master, right?

Chapter 20 Late Night Tracking
Bai Mei couldn't help but began to think.

A low-grade spirit stone is 10 yuan, ten million, one hundred million, and one thousand one hundred million.

Thinking back to the spiritual stones I spent in my cultivation back then, a thousand of them could almost reach the third level of Qi training.

With this level of cultivation, he can take Yi Fan to register with the Daoist Association, and he is qualified to go down the mountain and accept missions.

"For Yi Fan, for the sake of the sect, we will farm as long as we farm. I will risk my life."

"Girl, what do you want to do with this business?"

"Old Immortal, to put it simply, just the two of us will do it, and no one will be able to do it in the future!"

Bai Yiran took out a contract, handed it to Bai Mei and said, "This is the contract. If you have any questions, I can explain it to you right now. If there are no questions, you can sign the contract now!"

"contract?"

Bai Mei didn't answer, and said calmly: "I don't like this, you tell me how often to deliver, and how much to deliver at a time."

Bai Yiran thought to herself that sure enough, she knew that this strange man with white eyebrows would not necessarily accept this.

"How about a hundred thousand catties a day?"

Bai Yiran didn't dare to say more.

At present, China's largest cucumber planting base is in Haidai Province, which is rich in the world-famous "Bodhi Cucumber", which sells up to 160 million catties every day and is sold all over the world.

But then again, the old fairy's cucumbers are not comparable to ordinary farmland, so naturally he can't ask for too much.

"Hehe, girl, are you bullying me that I'm old and think I'm not good enough?"

After all, Bai Mei is also a cultivator of immortals. Although his cultivation has degraded to the third level of Qi training, he still has some immortal methods.

Besides, the mountains, rivers, land, vegetation and rocks near the exhausted spiritual veins have been continuously nourished by the spiritual veins for thousands of years.

The remaining jade slips preserved in the Sutra Pavilion of the Zongmen are all refined from the jade mined near the Lingmai.

So the quality of the rock is the same, not to mention the land.

At worst, let the second child refine some fertilizer, let the third child build a simple gathering array, and work harder to refine some simple puppets. Slowly, it is estimated that they can be planted all over the mountains and plains.

And based on the current cucumber output, it is easy to produce [-] catties of cucumbers per mu.

"Old Immortal, do you still have stock?"

"Girl, there are tens of millions of kilograms of cucumbers a week, and mountain spring water can only give you ten tons a month!"

Rare things are more expensive, Bai Mei still knows this truth.

Cucumbers are grown using immortal methods, and even the lowest level of magic is far beyond what the world can match.

Besides the mountain spring water, in fact, in the deep mountains, the mountain spring water gushing out from the spiritual veins has formed a huge and boundless lake for thousands of years, but it is also covered by the Zongmen formation. The basic function of the dam has always existed, otherwise it might have been discovered by ordinary people long ago.

"Okay, then it's settled. I will communicate with the local area to build a special winding road and build a base to receive goods. What do you think?" Bai Yiran came prepared.

"Oh? That's good, I'll save trouble."

Bai Mei didn't expect that this little girl looked so young, but was so decisive and straightforward in doing things, with sophisticated skills.

"That old fairy, where do you live, I will send someone to send you the money?"

Bai Yiran pointed at ten suitcases.

"Hehe, just leave this to me!"

Baimei beckoned lightly, and the palms of the ten well-trained bodyguards suddenly went numb, and the boxes floated up in a file, flying towards the cliff behind Baimei, and fell down one by one.

Bai Yiran and his party were dumbfounded. Is this white-browed old man really a god?

Don't look at Bai Yiran talking about an old fairy, that's because Bai Meixian has a strong character and extraordinary bearing, and the cucumber and gourd water are indeed full of magical effects. Out of respect and eagerness to save the company, he is so respectful and polite.

Never thought that when Bai Mei waved his hand, the box would fly out by itself?

The bodyguard is Tom?

Impossible.

"See that Jinding mountain in the distance? After seven days, you send people to a valley in the back mountain. If you see a tiger, don't be afraid, I'll be there soon."

Bai Mei pointed to the golden sunlight in the distance, and confessed a few words. Then, amidst the ghost-like expressions of everyone, he jumped and fell into the cliff without a trace.

"not good!"

Bai Yiran stepped to the edge of the cliff and looked down from a high position. The white clouds were rolling, and the cliff was so steep and steep that it made people shudder.

Although the bodyguard behind him was shocked, he still showed good professionalism. He quickly calmed down and held Bai Yiran back, fearing that something might happen to her.

"call!"

The icy mountain wind blew past, and Bai Yiran broke out in a cold sweat. After a sudden cold war, she woke up.

"You, listen, no one can spread this matter, do you understand?"

All the bodyguards agreed, and then followed Bai Yiran and left.

"Huh? Where's the old man? Where's the box in the bodyguard's hand?"

Because there were more than [-] bodyguards, and a circle of more than [-] people outside covered the people inside tightly. When the crowd dispersed, the bodyguards' hands were empty, and the white-browed old man who suddenly appeared was nowhere to be seen, which really made Hou Brother I can't help but miss Sister Qi.

"Everyone come here, don't let go of any clues."

Brother Hou's three subordinates naturally also noticed the strangeness here, and after hearing this, they trotted over all the way and looked around in bewilderment.

For a long time.

"Brother Hou, I really can't find the old man and the box!"

"That's right, Brother Hou, it's really evil. Such a big living person, with so many boxes, actually disappeared out of thin air?"

"Could it be that people and boxes were thrown down the mountain?"

As soon as these words came out, Brother Hou's eyes lit up, and he hurried to the edge of the cliff.

The cliffs are towering and steep, and the rocks are jagged, but there is no hair except for the thick rolling clouds.

"Come on, go back and get the equipment now, and come in at night to explore!"

Brother Hou looked at it for a while, his expression became ruthless, and he ordered.

"What? Brother Hou, you said let's go down?"

"Using people's money to eliminate disasters for others, you don't know what the punishment will be when you go back if you don't do things well, right?"

Seeing that his younger brother had a fearful look on his face and was hesitant, Brother Hou scolded him angrily.

A younger boy subconsciously pulled up his sleeve, and a vivid cyan ghost head on his forearm was grinning sinisterly.

"The ghost spell is still there, if you don't want to die, just check it out for me, so that even if you go back, you have something to say, do you understand?"

Brother Hou reprimanded him a few words, then turned his head and went down the mountain.

Several younger brothers peeped at each other, all shook their heads and sighed, and hurriedly followed behind.

In the middle of the night, a group of four people carried big bags and small bags, and climbed to the edge of the cliff where Baimei disappeared.

"Repair it, and fast-rape down with the cable."

Several people were dressed in black combat uniforms, carrying tactical backpacks, and the tactical belts on the thighs and waists were equipped with pistols and daggers without any obstruction.

"Check your equipment and take action!"

After they built the cable reels and brackets very skillfully, each of them took out tools such as pistols and daggers for self-inspection, and checked each other's ropes and safety buckles before walking down the cliff in unison.

(End of this chapter)