"Sigh!"
The old village chief had been a bit apprehensive, fearing Li Zhirui might ask about some secrets, but didn't expect it to be such a trivial matter, and said at once, "Everyone in the village is self-sufficient, plus we have some savings from before, so our life is fairly good."
"And the reason these spirit rice and spiritual objects can't be sold comes down to us being too greedy!"
The old village chief sighed again and told Li Zhirui a story.
Several years ago, their village accidentally cultivated a brand new kind of spirit rice that enhanced qi-blood, and various schools scrambled to buy it, causing its price to soar.
Stimulated by this, they stopped growing other spirit rice and spiritual objects, and the whole village focused on cultivating this Red Blood Spirit Rice that matured once every three years.
In just a few years, everyone in the village had some extra money and began renovating houses and improving their lives.
