Family Cultivation: My Ancestral Home Gets Infinite Upgrades

Chapter 62 The Deal is Agreed (Second Update, Seeking First Subscription)

Since obtaining that spiritual vein in the Sparrow Forest, Qinglu Mountain has become less important to Wang Zhiyue.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have sold it to those thieves in the first place.

Now that Qinglu Mountain has even lost its spiritual fields, its value has been greatly reduced.

In addition, it is too far from the Sparrow Forest, and managing it is too much trouble and effort, so it has long become a burden.

However, in order to raise the price, Wang Zhiyue still put on a troubled expression.

"He Miao is such a filial child, she even thinks about providing a safe and secure place for her family."

"Logically speaking, since we are now in-laws, it would be only right for us to lend you our place to live."

"But Qinglu Mountain is ultimately the foundation of our Wang family's ancestral home, so it has extraordinary significance."

"If I were to handle this casually, I would find it difficult to explain to the elders in the clan."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Fu'an immediately understood that the price was about to be raised.

He then picked up the conversation: "What Patriarch Wang said makes sense. Although we are now related by marriage, we should still follow the rules of business."

"We sincerely want to buy and are willing to offer a fair price. We just hope the head of the family can give us a reasonable figure."

"In that case, I'll be frank."

Wang Zhiyue slowly analyzed, "When we negotiated with that group of thieves last time, the price was five thousand spirit stones."

"Although the spirit field is gone now, the spirit spring on the mountain is still there."

"Moreover, the entire mountain area is quite large, and our Wang family built five residences there in the early years."

"Since it's our in-laws who want it, I'll offer the lowest price—five hundred spirit stones. What do you think?"

He Miao listened from the side, her fingers secretly touching the storage bag.

She had five hundred spirit stones on her, and she knew that Qinglu Mountain would eventually develop a spiritual vein, so no matter how many spirit stones she spent now, she would make a profit in the future.

Her lips moved slightly, about to agree, but Jiang Fu'an spoke first: "The land and houses on Qinglu Mountain are, in the end, still mundane things."

"The quality of that spiritual spring is probably not worth five hundred spirit stones."

"We are willing to offer one hundred spirit stones, plus five thousand taels of silver. What do you think, in-laws?"

Wang Zhiyue's expression stiffened slightly.

She hadn't expected Jiang Fu'an to haggle so fiercely.

Now that she is a spiritual practitioner, what use are worldly gold and silver to her?

She immediately shook her head: "My dear in-law, one hundred spirit stones is far too little. I won't be able to tell my clansmen about it when I get back."

"Gold and silver are of little use to our Wang family now."

"Alright then, I'll take the liberty of reducing your offer by fifty spirit stones."

Jiang Fu'an did not stop there.

He sighed softly, his voice tinged with difficulty: "It's a pity that He Miao hasn't been at the mid-stage of Qi Refining for very long, and the spirit stones she's accumulated are really limited—"

This back-and-forth bargaining lasted for an hour.

Jiang Fu'an remained calm and composed throughout, speaking one sentence after another.

Wang Zhiyue was driven to anger by the relentless haggling, and several times she almost stood up and stormed off.

But considering that Zhaoyun and Shitou's marriage was already arranged and the two families would eventually become in-laws, she had no choice but to suppress her irritability and patiently continue to negotiate.

Ultimately, the price was set at two hundred spirit stones.

Just as Wang Zhiyue felt a slight sense of relief, thinking that it was finally coming to an end.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Fu'an changed the subject and said, "My dear in-law, He Miao only has one hundred spirit stones on her at the moment, and she really can't afford any more."

"Can the remaining one hundred be paid for with other items?"

Wang Zhiyue's heart skipped a beat, and she blurted out, "Could it be—that they're using gold and silver as payment?"

In that hour, she had thoroughly experienced the other party's bargaining skills.

Although the idea is somewhat absurd, given the other party's style, they might actually say it.

"Hehe, my dear in-law, you jest. How can gold and silver compare to spirit stones?"

Jiang Fu'an smiled, reached into his robes, and pulled out a stack of talismans, spreading them out on the table: "These are low-grade, first-tier talismans personally hand-drawn by me. Can they be used to offset the price?"

Wang Zhiyue initially noticed that it was only a low-grade first-level talisman and didn't pay much attention to it.

These low-level talismans are common in the market and are not worth more than a few spirit stones.

Upon hearing that it was painted by Jiang Fu'an himself, a look of astonishment flashed across her face.

She leaned forward slightly, carefully examining the ten talismans.

The vermilion patterns on the paper are clear, and the spiritual energy contained within, though faint, is stable, making it undoubtedly a talisman.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, did you really hand-draw these talismans yourself?"

Jiang Fu'an nodded: "It was indeed drawn by me. However, I have only been involved in the art of talismans for a short time, and my success rate in creating talismans is currently less than 20%."

His reason for proactively revealing his talent in talismanic arts actually had another purpose:

This paves the way for later purchasing spirit wood and making talismans from the Wang family.

Moreover, talismanic talent is different from cultivation strength. Revealing it will not arouse people's fear, but will instead make people want to befriend it.

Sure enough, after receiving a positive reply, Wang Zhiyue's displeasure from haggling dissipated almost instantly.

A smile appeared on her face, and her tone softened: "Fellow Daoist Jiang has achieved such results in just a few days of learning about talismans; you truly deserve to be called exceptionally talented."

With more practice, it shouldn't be long before I can steadily reach the level of a first-tier low-grade talisman master.

At this point, she changed the subject: "However, these ten low-grade talismans are worth at most ten spirit stones on the market—"

Jiang Fu'an immediately replied, "I will deliver the remaining talismans over the next year."

He originally thought that even if the other party agreed, they would inevitably have to reconsider.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zhiyue immediately nodded and said, "Okay, it's settled then."

Her smile deepened, and she asked casually, "I just wonder where you get the talisman paper you use to make talismans, in-laws?"

Jiang Fu'an immediately understood her implied meaning.

His expression remained unchanged as he frankly stated, "To be honest, my dear in-law, most of these were made from the hides of semi-spirit beasts that we hunted during the previous beast tide."

"But now that my inventory is almost gone, I'm looking for other ways to make a living."

Wang Zhiyue's eyes lit up slightly, and she quickly chimed in, "I have an idea. Our Wang family grows a lot of peacock wood, which is excellent material for making talismans."

"How about our two families cooperate from now on: the Wang family will provide the talisman paper and cinnabar, and be responsible for selling them;"

"The Jiang family will only be responsible for the drawing. The profits will be split equally between the two families?"

After listening, Jiang Fu'an pondered for a moment.

The Jiang family is currently short-handed, so having someone help with materials and sales channels would certainly save them a lot of trouble.

He nodded, a smile appearing on his face: "My in-laws' suggestion is very thoughtful; I think it's excellent."

Next, the two discussed the details of their collaboration for the better part of an hour.

Only after things were roughly settled did Wang Zhiyue get up to take her leave.

When she walked out the door, she still had a smile on her face, and her steps were much lighter than when she came.

This trip was worthwhile.