Chapter 42 - 40: 3 Years Later...
Chapter 42: Chapter 40: 3 Years Later…
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The new batch of compressed biscuits still weighed 200g per bag, and per Yang Genshuo’s request, nothing was printed on the packaging except the name.
50 kilograms of Spiritual Grain, after adding other ingredients, yielded a total of 150 packs of the new type of compressed biscuits.
Yang Genshuo opened a pack and from appearances, it looked no different from the old compressed biscuits.
But the smell was stronger, the aroma of wheat more intense.
“Let’s give it a taste.”
After chewing a few bites, a rich wheat fragrance exploded in his mouth, he gulped down a few big swallows of water, and then his highly efficient digestive stomach started to work!
There was an energy!
“Good… such a clear sensation, is this Spiritual Energy?”
Yang Genshuo had never felt “energy” when eating Spirit Rice meals, but after eating just half a piece of the compressed biscuit, he felt it!
After waiting for a moment, Yang Genshuo concluded:
“This has a high energy density, I was 70% full after eating hot and spicy soup, but now I feel stuffed to the brim.”
In the next two hours, Yang Genshuo consumed a dose of “Blood Building and Qi Boosting Powder,” and awkwardly practiced the “Traceless Sword Technique” with a branch.
His stomach still felt very full.
“It’s a success!”
This new type of compressed biscuit made with Spiritual Grain not only had the trait of increasing Spiritual Power after consumption, but it also significantly improved the feeling of fullness.
“If before one compressed biscuit could keep you from feeling hungry for a day without any work, now one could last at least two days.”
“A First Grade Fasting Pill could only last three days at most.”
At this moment, time in the game also sped forward to the ancestral worship ceremony.
[Your descendant Yang Shi has successfully completed this year’s ancestral worship ceremony]
[Incense Fire Value +10]
[You have received the tribute from the worship by the Yang Family members: 50 kilograms of Spirit Rice.]
[Would you like to bestow a reward upon the Yang Family descendants?]
Yang Genshuo awarded the remaining 149 packs of Grain Avoidance Cakes to them.
Yang Shi was overjoyed when he knew how to use them!
“Thank you, great ancestor, I will definitely sell these Fasting Cakes for a good price!”
“Do your best.”
Yang Genshuo had just worked out the numbers: 50 kilograms of Spiritual Grain could produce 150 packs of Grain Avoidance Cakes.
That meant each kilogram of Spiritual Grain could produce three packs of Grain Avoidance Cakes.
20 kilograms of Spiritual Grain sold for one Low Grade Spirit Stone, enough to make 60 packs of Grain Avoidance Cakes.
Even if the price was set at one Low Grade Spirit Stone for two, or even three packs, it would still yield dozens of times the profit margin.
As long as these could be sold, it would be a massive profit.
The Yang Family would never lack Spirit Stones again!
“This time, we’re really going to take off…”
With Spirit Stones, Yang Shi could buy lots of good things at the Loose Cultivators’ Market. Bai Heyu might look down on them, but they were still very much needed by the current Yang Family.
“Daddy~ Daddy~”
Looking at little Yang Shi in the yard, calling out with little understanding, Yang Genshuo’s heart softened.
“Yang Fu, this child, is really bright.”
To be able to speak within a hundred days, what a prodigy.
It’s a pity… he’s a fallen prodigy.
“Damn innate talents, I wonder who he inherited it from…” After a brief thought, Yang Genshuo cursed, “Damn it, ‘Crying and Laughing’!”
Most likely it was Yang Shi’s binary talent that had affected the child.
Look at Jiang Xiaobai’s talent; by the time it passed on to the child, it evolved into the Heavenly Level “Innate Wisdom.”
In the game, aside from managing four acres of Spirit Fields and one Spirit Tree, there wasn’t much else for the Yang Family to do.
Yang Shi and Hu Zi practiced martial arts, Jiang Xiaobai applied himself to casting spells, using “Spiritual Rain Skill” and “All Things Grow” alternately, occasionally using “Fertile Soil Skill.”
Little Yang Fu was looked after by a wet nurse during the day, and slept with Yang Shi and Jiang Xiaobai at night, but for some reason, there was always the sound of wind in the blankets…
Little Fire spent his days frolicking by Jiang Xiaobai’s side, eating “Magma Fruits,” and his realm was steadily improving.
Unfortunately, the Iron-spined Grey Wolf’s realm had not moved since, and its power remained stagnant. It was quite lazy, typically just eating some meat and then lazing in front of the teahouse, basking in the sun.
Yang Shi didn’t know the reason, and planned to ask the seniors who raised Spirit Beasts during this year’s market.
With nothing significant in the vicinity, Yang Shi, having to care for little Yang Fu, blocked many adventurous decisions, even refraining from paying too much attention to the Xiang Family for the time being.
The entire family entered into a state of peaceful development, quietly awaiting the opening of the market.
Yang Genshuo had been observing for a month and was utterly bored.
In the entire Qingshi County, there wasn’t a single Character Card he hadn’t seen!
The occasional “Incense” he collected was also being saved up, prepared to accumulate two hundred to bestow on Jiang Xiaobai’s second child.
“Just in time, tomorrow I’ll send the remaining 1000 kilograms of Spiritual Grain to the Red Maple Food Factory for processing.”
But Yang Genshuo frowned slightly.
“I need to get some cash, last time the money for starting the machines was borrowed from Dao Ye, and the hot and spicy soup was treated by Xu Mengqi…”
“Damn it, I haven’t heard from Dao Ye these days, as if he’s dead…”
He made a phone call, and Dao Ye said it was a critical moment in the experiment, then hung up.
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Dao Ye wasn’t at the dojo, nor was he keen on going to the clubhouse anymore; he must have been engrossed in his research.
It had always been like this in recent years.
“The yield of the four-acre Spirit Field is too low… Jiang Xiaobai works so hard, but it only averages about 500 jins of Spirit Food per acre. We’ve got to improve the rice species.”
He trusted Dao Ye’s skills and believed that he would not be disappointed.
“Got to make some money, maybe sell some kidney medicine?”
This stuff isn’t sold just because you want to; anyone who has worked in Myanmar knows how hard it is to build trust.
“Looks like I’ll need Young Master Zhao’s help again.”
He wasn’t asking Young Master Zhao for more money; after all, that Bentley already in the yard was payment enough for his medicine. Yang Genshuo’s main principle in business was integrity.
“But surely there must be people in Young Master Zhao’s circle who need it!”
When Yang Genshuo called and said he planned to sell a few of his ancestral “Solid Essence Rejuvenation Pills” for some cash, Young Master Zhao didn’t hesitate and immediately sent over his dad’s phone number.
“He needs it more than I do; godfather, why didn’t you say you had extra of these pills earlier? I was so scared to tell him… afraid that he would be envious of my vigor.”
“Wow… the customs of Young Master Zhao’s family indeed… run deep in the blood!”
“Dang! It’s all the money’s doing, but I just got a few girlfriends recently, overspent on my card… I’ll have the old man drop you a load of gold coins right now.”
“Awesome!”
Yang Genshuo found it quite amusing to know someone like Zhao Tiansi, a peculiar rich second-generation.
No sooner had Yang Genshuo hung up with Zhao Dalong than a trembling voice came through the phone.
“Miracle doctor! Is what my son said true?”
“Uh… if he told you about this kidney medicine, the ‘Solid Essence Rejuvenation Pills,’ then it probably is.”
“I knew it! Some of what’s written in novels is true! There really are doctors like you, hidden amongst us common folks! You have no idea how many years I’ve been searching for you!”
“I sell this medicine for 500,000 yuan per pill, four pills make a treatment course, which should pretty much cure kidney deficiency. But this is just a supplement, and you can only take it here at my place. I want to make that clear upfront.”
“Understood! How could we let the formula of a miracle doctor’s family get into others’ hands? I’m already on the plane.”
“You’re quite efficient.”
Zhao Dalong didn’t say so, but Yang Genshuo knew it had to be a private jet!
“Damn rich folks, private jets probably have those kinds of personal attendant flight attendants like in the movies, right?”
“Should be dead for sure!”
“I should get one myself someday…”
He had briefly looked up Zhao Family Group online—a Fortune Global 500 company, spanning multiple industries, with Zhao Dalong being a figure who holds a spot on China’s rich list.
But after meeting him, this 50-year-old man at the peak of his career, who would be accorded great respect even by Shimen City leaders, came jogging into the yard with a square-faced dignity, clutched Yang Genshuo’s hand tightly, and showed immense respect!
“I don’t know what you young people like, so I just had my assistant buy some digital technology products. Keep what you like, and throw away what you don’t,” he said.
Behind him, several bodyguards in suits and sunglasses were carrying large and small packages into the yard, stacking up half of it.
Yang Genshuo took a quick glance.
DJI drones, a 4090 desktop setup, LG monitor, Sony camera, PS5, VR equipment, flagship smartphones from various brands… gifts that even a KTV bro couldn’t find fault with.
A quick estimate, and it must have cost a few hundred thousand.
“Zhao always too generous.”
“It’s all trivial, as long as you like it, miracle doctor.”
Yang Genshuo didn’t turn them down much, just feeling that this Zhao father and son were not simple.
He didn’t feel he had shown any major flaws, but the other party seemed to already know he was not an ordinary person… and they were very sure about it, making an exceptionally decisive investment.
Giving Zhao Dalong a “Solid Essence Rejuvenation Pill,” and after taking it and experiencing a youthful surge, he repeatedly marveled at its wonder.
“Brother Yang truly is a remarkable person! If there’s ever a need for the Zhao Family in the future, just say the word. I still hold some sway in China,” he said.
“All right, come back next week to take another pill.”
With the 500,000 in hand, Yang Genshuo called Xu Mengqi in the middle of the night to place an order, asking her to arrange for 1,000 jins of Spiritual Grain to be transported to the Maple Food Factory to be processed into Grain Avoidance Cakes.
This time the quantity was large and additional ingredients needed to be purchased, so the price rose slightly, with a 40,000 yuan fee to start production.
If Yang Genshuo could keep the production line running continuously, the cost of the machinery would plummet, but for now, he could only operate in waves.
Xu Mengqi was initially happy when she received a late-night call from Yang Genshuo, thinking there might be some nighttime activity, but it turned out to be business… she was so annoyed she started kicking around in bed with her cute little feet.
Looking at the yard full of electronic gadgets, Yang Genshuo became somewhat interested; he swapped out for a bigger screen and set up a PS5. Since graduating, he had been too busy working to really enjoy his youthful dreams.
Now at last he had some free time. After a few rounds of Horizon, he was ecstatic.
The next day, Lin Yue came to cook with her backpack and was shocked when she saw the yard full of gifts, her mouth agape.
“Take whatever you like, company benefits for the boss’s employees.”
“Wow!”
Although Lin Yue didn’t understand why her boss would buy so many things, she was delighted because it meant… the boss must have made money again, allowing her to continue working for him.
She’d be happy to work there forever!
Lin Yue, beaming with joy, picked out a blender and hopped to the kitchen to make a soybean and rice puree for Yang Genshuo.
His heart warmed slightly.
Time passed in a relaxed atmosphere.
Three days later…
Dao Ye gave him a call.
“Genshuo Bro! The hybrid rice seeds are developed!”
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