After Kong Jing introduced the situation of Lingnong Society, he ran into the back room, took out a box and left it in front of Su Dong. When he opened it, he found that there were account books, house deeds, and land deeds all sorted out.

"Martialism is the most respected thing in the world. Since Brother Su Dong is already a third-level spiritual warrior and the highest-ranking being of the Lingyong Society, it is natural that you should be the president." Kong Jing said, cupping his hands.

Su Dong was stunned and hurriedly excused himself. He didn't understand Linggu cultivation, so how could he serve as president? Besides, Su Dong was only fourteen this year.

But the old man Kong Jing seemed determined to give up his position as president. Even Zhou Xing on the side said: "The rules in the martial arts hall are indeed like this. Suppose you don't join the Linnong Club and continue to stay in the martial arts hall.

, now he is the instructor of the apprentice department."

Su Dong was speechless. He knew that martial arts was respected in mainland China. A strong spiritual warrior would kill a commoner without paying for it, which is the best example.

Helpless, Su Dong had no choice but to bite the bullet and take over the account book.

Although the Tianxing Martial Arts Hall is a behemoth in Hanxing City, the Lingnong Society under its command is very pitiful. There are 80 acres of spiritual fields in the north of the city, plus four bungalows for night duty and temporary rest, which are the entire assets of the Lingnong Society.

The produced spiritual grains and elixirs can be sold to the martial arts gym at market prices, or they can be rented directly to the martial arts gym at the price of thirty taels of silver per mu of spiritual land.

Su Dong calculated in his mind that each mu of land produced fifty kilograms of spirit grain. Even if the retail price was one tael per kilogram, it was only four thousand taels. After paying the land rent of two thousand four hundred taels, there was only one thousand six hundred taels left.

Two taels of silver, excluding those scattered expenses, each of the twenty-one members of the Lingnong Society only received forty taels!

The most ordinary household in Hanxing City has more than twenty taels of silver in their account every year. The spiritual farmers of Tianxing Martial Arts Hall are not much better than these common people. No wonder they are all so poor.

…

In May, the outside of the city is green and the air is fresh.

Su Dong and Kong Jing went to Lingtian outside the city to check on the situation. Zhou Xing had classes and stayed in the martial arts gym.

Along the way, we passed several spiritual fields. These spiritual fields were different from ordinary farmland. Each spiritual field was carefully surrounded by fences, and the spiritual grains planted were much sparser than ordinary fields.

Su Dong could feel that there was indeed spiritual power flowing in the spiritual field, but it was not much.

"Why are they planted so sparsely? If they were planted more densely, wouldn't they be able to produce more?" Su Dong didn't understand and asked curiously.

Kong Jing said: "Lingtian is not an ordinary field. Each piece of land needs to be carefully sorted out for many years. A large amount of elixirs are sprinkled as fertilizer, and supplemented by the star-pulling technique, only in this way can spiritual grains grow."

"Each piece of land has limited spiritual power. If you plant too much, each spiritual grain plant will not receive much spiritual power and will become an ordinary millet."

Su Dong was stunned and asked: "You still want to use the star-pulling technique?"

"In the past, it was not necessary to simply use elixirs and spiritual farmers' skills to assist. But now that star magic has developed, it is more convenient to use star-pulling techniques than elixirs. However, the fees of those star-pulling masters are not low. They cost per acre of land every year.

Give them forty taels of silver. If the martial arts school hadn't subsidized 10 taels per mu of land, the Lingnong Department would really have gone bankrupt." Kong Jing explained.

Su Dong frowned. It turned out that the astrologer had scratched a thick layer of it. It was too dark to charge forty taels of silver for one acre of spiritual land.

Soon, Su Dong and Kong Jing arrived at the spiritual field belonging to the martial arts school. They saw a dozen farmers weeding under the scorching sun. They moved very slowly, using their spiritual power to turn the land over bit by bit, crushing the grass roots.

Break it into pieces and bury the whole grass in the ground.

Planting spiritual fields is a technical job, and it cannot be done well without a foundation of spiritual power. However, Su Dong felt very emotional in his heart. These men were originally warriors, but how can they look like warriors now? If you don't look carefully, you might think they are.

Ordinary farmers.

Su Dong observed the feng shui of this spiritual field and saw that the land was on a hillside, with the north being higher and the south being lower. From a feng shui point of view, it was said to be falling thousands of miles away, unable to gather the earth's energy, and the feng shui was extremely poor.

Kong Jing called everyone to stop what they were doing and come over to gather. Everyone was surprised after hearing Kong Jing's introduction. Firstly, they were surprised that Su Dong had the strength of the third level of spiritual warfare at such a young age. Secondly, they couldn't understand that a

How could a promising spiritual warrior come to farm?

No one has any objections to Su Dong's appointment as the new president. After all, this has been the rule for many years. Even if he is farming, martial arts is the most important thing.

Most of the people who can come and farm the land honestly are the kind of people who are honest and arrogant and swallow their losses. This group of spiritual farmers looked at Su Dong, the new president who was only fourteen years old, with eager eyes.

Su Dong suddenly felt very stressed.

After thinking about it, Su Dong said: "Since I, Su Dong, have been promoted by you all and have become the president of this Lingnong Society, I must give you an explanation, otherwise I will really lose your trust."

"As long as a person lives, the grass and trees will fall, what's the point?" Su Dong looked at the group of spiritual farmers and asked.

"Have enough food and clothing?" A man in shabby clothes thought for a moment and replied.

Su Dong shook his head and said: "Having enough food and clothing is just a basic requirement for a person. After all, you all were born warriors. Although you are now working as farmers outside the city, you cannot lose your true nature as a warrior."

"For the sake of peace in the world?" A spiritual farmer said, stroking his chin.

Su Dong shook his head again and said disdainfully: "When the sky falls, there are tall people holding it up. What does the world's unrest have to do with us?"

"Then for what?" These spiritual farmers were puzzled. They had been working in the spiritual fields for a long time, and their reactions began to become slower.

Su Dong glanced at the more than twenty people present and said loudly: "For money!"

"silver?"

"Yes, it's just for the money! The country and the country? The country is prosperous and the people are prosperous? What does this have to do with us!? As spiritual farmers, we work hard in the fields every day. Every drop of sweat we give must be rewarded with generous rewards.

Just give back."

"I, Su Dong, don't understand any big truths, but I think spiritual farmers should also live with their own dignity, not be looked down upon by others, and let their wives and children live a good life..."

Su Dong's words are on point. Without money, everything is difficult. These spiritual farmers used to be arrogant warriors when they were young. Later, they slowly became depressed because of injuries or the inability to break through the level of spiritual power.

Suppose Su Dong wants to lead everyone to create a foundation that will last for generations. These spiritual farmers will definitely not be interested. They will almost not have enough to eat, and they will be like birds for generations.

But making money is different. When people live in this world, what can be done without spending money on clothing and food? If you have money, you can live a good life. The truth is as simple as that.

Su Dong was telling the truth, and his temperament was good. Despite his young age, he really looked like that when he stood there.

When the spiritual farmers heard that it could increase their income, they all became interested, and their eyes became bright. After all, they had been living in poverty for many years and their lives were miserable.

Looking at everyone, Su Dong said with a smile: "If everyone doesn't object, then I will announce the first measure of the Lingnong Society, which is to terminate the contract with the Star Society. Instead of using the star-pulling technique, we will use ancient methods to plant spiritual grains and

Miraculous medicine.”

At this time, all the spiritual farmers were stunned. The Star Society is the Astrologer's Guild. All astrologers and star casters work for the Star Society.

"Isn't this bad? The Xinghui is very powerful. If the relationship with them becomes tense, life will be even more difficult in the future."

"It's impossible, it's impossible. Without the Star-pulling Technique, how could a spiritual valley grow in the spiritual field?"

These spiritual farmers began to object strongly, and Su Dong said calmly: "Don't worry, everyone, I accidentally obtained an ancient method of planting spiritual fields. Even without the star-pulling technique, the spiritual grains and elixirs can still grow quickly.

"

"If you don't believe it, I will personally show it to you. According to the ancient methods of our spiritual farmers, we can still grow first-class spiritual grains!"

Although Su Dong is young, he speaks very tactfully. Those honest and honest spiritual farmers are no match for Su Dong. They are all confused by the good prospects that Su Dong promises.

…

Tianxing Martial Arts School, Yang Taisi’s study.

"What? He wants to use ancient methods to grow spiritual grains and elixirs? Does Su Dong really have some ancient spiritual farming heritage?" Yang Taisi asked in confusion after listening to Kong Jing's report.

Kong Jing smiled and said: "Master, is there any brilliant ancient method in the world? Assuming that the ancient method is useful, why is the spiritual farming industry declining like it is today? Why bother asking those astrologers." Kong Jing nodded and bowed.

This fat old man was actually Yang Taisi's spy. As soon as Su Dong returned home, Kong Jing immediately went to Yang Taisi to report the situation.

Yang Taisi nodded and snorted coldly: "Young people are only interested in three-minute enthusiasm. Let him fiddle with it. He will still come back to beg me when the time comes! By the way, what else did he do today?"

Kong Jing said: "He also ordered two large water tanks at the blacksmith shop in the north of the city. They are needed very urgently and will be delivered tomorrow."
Chapter completed!