Chương 52: Chapter 82 : Bai Yue

He took out another bulging money pouch from his robes and handed it to Fang Qing.

"There are sixty taels of silver here. Have someone go to the stone storehouse and fetch twenty spiritual fruit seeds." When Fang Qing heard this, he froze, then lowered his voice and advised, "Steward, those spiritual fruits are extremely difficult to plant. Why don't you reconsider?" Jiang wenfeng smiled faintly.

"I know. But my father likes planting fruit trees, so let him try."

"Sixty taels of silver isn't a large sum. If it succeeds, I believe the cost can be recovered very quickly." Seeing his insistence, Fang Qing did not try to persuade him further. He directly had a servant go to the stone storehouse and choose twenty spiritual fruit seeds.

After handing the bag of spiritual seeds to Jiang wenfeng, Fang Qing also had someone fetch a thin booklet and said:"Among the many spiritual seeds left behind by the immortals, Purple Star Fruit is not the most valuable, but its survival rate is the best."

"This booklet is also a cultivation experience record left by the immortals. After being printed in batches by the prefectural office, it is sold for five taels of silver per copy."

"This copy was privately transcribed by this lower official. I just happen to be able to gift it to my lord." Jiang wenfeng smiled faintly and glanced at him, but did not say much.

"In that case, many thanks, Assistant Clerk Fang." He handed the booklet and spiritual seeds to Jiang Huanyu and said, "Father, you and my younger brother and sister should go back first. Your son will return after the matters here are more or less handled."

"If there is any news from the Immortal Reception Court, your son will send someone to notify you." Jiang Huanyu nodded. Unauthorized usage: this tale is on Amazon without the author's consent. Report any sightings. He had been observing his son's way of handling matters from the side just now, and it was better than he had imagined. With this, he could be at ease.

Now, while it was still early spring, they had to quickly bring this Purple Star Fruit back and study it together with Mute Uncle to see whether it could be cultivated. After sending off his father and younger siblings, the time also reached around seven to nine in the morning.

"It's about time. Open the pavilion." Following his order, the Ascension Pavilion's main doors slowly opened. One commoner after another handed over silver, then full of expectation, sent their children inside. But the vast majority of children left disappointed. Those with spiritual roots were already one-in-ten-thousand existences among ordinary mortals. The Yu Kingdom was also a spiritually barren land, so naturally, those who possessed spiritual roots were few and far between.

Over the course of the entire day, Anyang County's Ascension Pavilion tested nearly three thousand people. Apart from Jiang wenchen, not a single person made the second crystal stone light up again. That evening, Jiang wenfeng arranged for Gongyang He and Fang Qing to carefully verify the testing list and the money collected. Only after ensuring there were no mistakes did he have the collected money sent into the treasury. This money all belonged to the immortals. They did not dare embezzle even a single tael.

Time passed in a flash, and three days went by. The entire Anyang County had a population of three hundred thousand, but there were not many people of suitable age who were willing to come for the test. Over three days, the Ascension Pavilion received more than ten thousand people for testing in total. After becoming familiar with the process, the corresponding affairs no longer required Jiang wenfeng, the steward, to personally keep watch.

That day, he was cultivating on the second floor when he suddenly heard a burst of urgent knocking.

"Steward! Spiritual roots!"

"Another person with spiritual roots has appeared!" The servant urgently reported from outside the door. Jiang wenfeng opened the door and curiously followed him to the first floor. At this moment, inside the first-floor hall, many commoners were gathered around the entrance, stretching their necks inward with faces full of envy. Around them, many servants of the Ascension Pavilion were also looking excitedly at the little girl, about eight years old, standing on the array disk.

Jiang wenfeng arrived in front of them, and Fang Qing hurriedly came over.

"Steward, it is a fire spiritual root. Although her aptitude is not as strong as Young Master wenchen's, she successfully lit up the second crystal stone!" Bai Yue, Yu Village, Huangyan Town. Jiang wenfeng glanced at the girl's name and address on the register, then slowly walked forward. The little girl looked confused and restrained, clearly still unaware of what had happened.

"Your name is Bai Yue?" The little girl timidly nodded.

"Who came with you?"