Back on the mountain, Tang Hao sat down by the field.

He took out the seeds and lined up in front of him, and he showed a deep thought.

For ordinary medicinal farmers, the gentian seeds are difficult to ripen, and they often fall within ten, resulting in a loss of money.

But he is different. He is familiar with various ancient medicine scriptures, and some are secret methods of ripening. Even if all ripening is ripening, it is not a problem.

He has a magical object like the origin of plants and trees. It should not be too simple to plant anything.

Of course, the origin of grass and trees is extremely precious and cannot be used on it.

Many secret techniques are also expensive, so he has to think of a secret technique that is cheaper and has better results.

Generally speaking, there are two types of secret methods for ripening, one is soaking and the other is soaking.

What you soak is to prepare various potions and soak the seeds in it, so that the seeds can absorb nutrients by themselves. Various spiritual objects are needed, which is costly but has good results.

The one that is infused is the type of magic. It infuses your own spiritual energy into the seeds and nourishes the seeds. The cost is very low, but the effect is a little worse.

From the perspective of cost, it is naturally the second best.

The second type is popular among medicinal farmers, but it is relatively shallow, so the ripening effect is naturally not very good.

There are also many of him of this type. He spent a night practicing all of them. In the end, he learned from others' strengths and continued to improve them, and obtained a brand new technique of urging seeds.

"Just ** the weathering and rain technique!"

Tang Hao thought about it and gave this magic a name.

Next, that is practice.

He picked up a seed, held it in his palm, circulated the energy in his body, turned into wood-based spiritual energy, and poured it into it.

He was very careful and instilled little by little, like the continuous spring breeze and the soft drizzle, slowly nourishing the seed.

The surface of the seeds is covered with a faint light.

Inside, there is a vitality growing gradually.

After half an hour, the seed skin was broken and a touch of tender green inside burst out.

"It's done!"

Tang Hao was delighted.

When the buds were completely drawn out, he buried the seeds in the soil and watered a little water.

When this plant grows a little longer, grows to three or four inches, and then you can sell it.

After a little rest, he picked up the second seed.

This time, he didn't go so smoothly. It took him more than an hour but he still didn't bud.

He threw it away and picked up another one to continue.

He is becoming more and more skilled and more efficient. He used to take an hour to get one, but now it is enough for ten minutes.

In the end, twenty seeds became ten, with a success rate of 50%.

Originally, this type of seed-attracting technique had a little less effect, reaching 50%, and Tang Hao was already very satisfied.

What he spent was only some spiritual energy, time, and cost.

He calculated that if the ten seedlings, even the most common species, each plant is nearly a hundred yuan, that is nearly a thousand.

If you buy two hundred, you will earn at least eight hundred.

If one or two of them have better quality, then you will make a lot of money.

“This business is pretty good!”

Tang Hao nodded and said.

Originally, he was planning to plant some high-quality and rare medicinal materials, cultivate them and then sell them after they were mature, but now he found that it is easier to ripen seeds and sell seedlings.

This short cycle and quick money make, and it also avoids his current shortcomings to the greatest extent.

He thought for a moment and was ready to expand.

Although doing this will definitely attract some attention and even covetousness, Tang Hao is not afraid at all.

After making up his mind, he went down the mountain.

He set up a magic circle on Tian, ​​and he was not afraid of others discovering it. Besides, he was afraid that no one would come up.

When I arrived at the foot of the mountain, I happened to have a person down on the mountain on one side. I was the Eighth Mountain Lord, a middle-aged man in his forties, and his cultivation was only in the late stage of foundation building.

In the first continent, only at this age did you reach the late stage of foundation building, which is quite poor.

In fact, those who are medicinal farmers are at this level. If they arrived at the Jindan early, no one would be willing to farm.

The cultivation level that Tang Hao has shown now is also in the late stage of foundation building.

If you reveal your true cultivation, it will definitely cause a sensation.

In the first continent, when they are in their twenties, there are not many people who have reached the Great Perfection of the Golden Elixir, and they are all geniuses.

"Yo! Isn't this the Lord of Jiushan?"

The middle-aged man saw Tang Hao and shouted.

That gaze was a little funny.

He heard that yesterday, the Lord of Jiushan came to the city and bought twenty gentian seeds and prepared to gambling medicine.

The circle of medicinal farmers is not big at all, and any turmoil spreads all of a sudden.

Yesterday, the circle was really lively because of the Lord of Jiushan.

Everyone laughed at the boy as stupid and stupid.

Not only was it said that he was cheated by Jinxia Mountain, but he dared to gamble medicine. He was hopelessly stupid.

Little did the gambling industry lose nine out of ten bets, and it ended up losing everything.

Now this kid must be crying badly!

Two hundred yuan is not much, but it is not much less.

"Master of Eight Mountains!"

Tang Hao also shouted and hurried out.

"Master Jiushan, what are you doing?"

"Buy seeds!" Tang Hao responded and walked quickly.

The Eight Mountain Lord was stunned and murmured: "This kid, shouldn't he buy gentian again!"

He pondered for a moment and followed.

When he arrived in the city, Tang Hao went to sell some things, all of which were obtained from Jieying.

After all, it’s a baby, so why can’t there be anything valuable on it?

He raised 20,000 yuan and came to Huji Pharmacy.

"Shopkeeper, gentian grass!"

As soon as he entered the door, Tang Hao shouted.

The old shopkeeper looked up and frowned.

Isn’t this the boy yesterday?

Why do you still buy gentian grass? You won’t be really addicted to gambling!

"Young man, stop at your ease!"

The old shopkeeper advised earnestly.

He has seen many people like this before. He lost the most for the first time, but he was unwilling to give up and continued to bet. In the end, he fell into trouble and couldn't extricate himself.

"Shopkeeper, I know!"

Tang Hao walked up, took out a bag of crystal stones, and put them on the counter, "I want them all!"

The old shopkeeper was surprised, looked at Tang Hao deeply, and sighed in his heart.

This kid is going to be miserable!

He turned around, pulled out the wooden cabinet, and counted, "There are still one hundred and fifty-three seeds here, that is one thousand five hundred and three!"

He opened the purse, withdrew the money, then packed the seeds and handed them to Tang Hao.

"Thank you!"

Tang Hao bowed and walked out of the store.

Then, he went to several other pharmacies and bought all the remaining money for gentian grass.

The shopkeepers of the pharmacy shop were a little surprised. After many years, there had been no such gambler in Dajing City.

"Another gambler! You can't lose all your money if you bet like this!"

"The Ninth Mountain of Jinxia? Interesting!"

They were talking a lot.

With two thousand seeds in his arms, Tang Hao returned to the Ninth Mountain and began to ripen.

Every time he ripens one, he planted it.
Chapter completed!