Reclaiming Wasteland and Farming: My Haunted Fields Are Spawning Monsters Infinitely

Li Qingshan sat upright, his eyes calm, and he even broke off a tree branch and threw it into the fire.

Jiang Rong'er's patience had run out. She stepped forward and crushed a tree branch in two: "Since you've already lit the fire, you're going to make a deal. What's the point of staying silent all this time?"

Just then, the fortune teller suddenly appeared out of nowhere: "I've been watching you for a while now. You're not here to fish in troubled waters, are you?"

Congratulations on guessing correctly, but unfortunately there's no reward.

Luckily, my face was covered with a black cloth, otherwise I would have definitely jumped out on the spot.

How would I know what happened? I just started a bunch of fires without provoking or offending anyone.

The fortune teller's voice was so loud that even Qiu Niang's gaze turned towards him.

In the darkness, several shadows were also looking in this direction.

Li Qingshan didn't know how he had become the target of everyone's criticism.

You can do your trades, what does it have to do with me?

He might not be unmoved by the salt in that box.

However, I really don't have anything valuable on me.

The man in the white robe and hat sniffed, as if he had caught something: "He's not a cultivator."

Swish!

Several gazes fell upon Li Qingshan, sharp and piercing.

The fortune teller squinted his eyes: "This is not a place for ordinary people to sneak in. When the gate between Yin and Yang opens, anything can happen. If an ordinary person gets involved, they will only die."

Li Qingshan felt like he was being pushed to the edge of a cliff. The girl held a sword in her hand, seemingly wanting to test his strength.

She realized as soon as she tried that she actually didn't have the ability.

"Sir..." The man in the yellow robe walked over, bowed, and said, "Please forgive my daughter's impetuousness; she only wanted to exchange for a few copper coins."

Copper coins?

A thought struck Li Qingshan: Could it be the exorcising copper coin? After all, ordinary copper coins weren't worth making a big fuss about.

He did have some exorcising coins, but only a little over a hundred, which might not be enough for him.

"The Yellow Springs Peddler only recognizes exorcising coins. Do you have any of those on you?" the fortune teller asked.

With a cliff behind him, Li Qingshan had nowhere to retreat. Although he wasn't wealthy, he could only try to muddle through the situation for now.

His Adam's apple bobbed twice, and his voice was a little dry from not speaking for so long: "Let's make a deal."

Huh?

Jiang Rong'er was somewhat surprised, but her eyes lit up. She quickly pushed the box full of salt certificates forward: "This contains 100,000 catties of salt certificates, which are worth at least 3,000 taels of silver on the market."

This is indeed an astronomical sum, enough to make an ordinary person instantly become a middle-class family, own land, get married, and live a life free from worries about food and clothing.

However, it wasn't very valuable to him, since he couldn't go all the way to Dongshan to buy salt. If he sold it in the north, the price would be discounted.

The man in the yellow robe continued, "I know the things here are nothing special, but the box also contains land deeds for five silk shops in Dongshan, all located in bustling markets."

Li Qingshan couldn't help but gasp. The saying goes, "One shop can support three generations," and Dongshan was a prosperous place. If these five silk shops were truly selling genuine goods, he could afford to marry five or six wives.

"How much do you want in exchange?" Li Qingshan asked in a deliberately hoarse voice.

The man in the yellow robe and Jiang Rong'er's eyes lit up at the same time. Since Li Qingshan said so, it meant that he had the exorcising copper coins and was willing to exchange them.

Jiang Rong'er glanced at the man in the yellow robe, took a deep breath, and boldly raised two fingers.

Li Qingshan knew immediately that it was hopeless.

Even if I work hard, it would take me at least three months to collect two thousand exorcism coins.

I only have a little over a hundred coins, not even enough for two hundred.

Perhaps they meant 20,000.

Exchanging 20,000 exorcising copper coins for 100,000 catties of salt permits, plus five silk shops, might be about right.

Since this deal is off, I might as well send them away and just wait for the Yellow Springs Peddler to appear.

Thinking of this, Li Qingshan reached into his money bag, felt for a few copper coins, and then squeezed them out.

He placed the copper coins in front of him, lined up in a row: one, two, three.

Jiang Rong'er and the man in the yellow robe stared wide-eyed, rubbing their eyes as if they were seeing things.

The fortune tellers and the man in white robes around them also widened their eyes, revealing expressions of disbelief.

The Yellow Springs Peddler is about to appear. At this moment, who would be willing to take out the exorcism coins they have saved, and take out three at a time?

That's such a waste of money.

Li Qingshan reached into his money bag again, squeezed it, and pulled out three more coins.

He reached in with his other hand, counted, and pulled out four in total.

All the copper coins were lined up in front of me, each one as big as a teacup, gleaming in the firelight.

Li Qingshan waved his hand, the meaning of which was very clear: he only had so much, and couldn't afford to exchange it for Li Qingshan's vast wealth.

The man in the yellow robe looked shocked. He almost lost his balance and had to be supported by Jiang Rong'er.

His ideal plan was to exchange for two more coins, making a total of five. Unexpectedly, Li Qingshan actually had ten coins in his hand.

Everyone was stunned.

The man behind the fire was enigmatic; his face beneath the brim of his hat seemed full of mystery.

This is a master.

The man in white robes felt ashamed, realizing that he hadn't sensed any aura of a cultivator from him.

I guess I just haven't learned enough.

His face suddenly flushed red, and he excitedly asked, "Master, besides the two I just received, could I exchange them for a few more?"

Jiang Rong'er nodded hurriedly, after all, having a few more copper coins in hand would give her more confidence.

"Alas, you're mistaken," the fortune teller said. "Your transaction is complete, and you need to give others a chance. To be honest, you've already gotten a great deal by exchanging those cheap gold and silver items for just two coins."

The man in the yellow robe blushed with embarrassment, and he knew in his heart that he had come out on top.

The man in white took off a brass ring and said, "This ring is called the Mind-Calming Ring. It can calm the mind and keep your mind undisturbed even when entering haunted places. Can I exchange it for two copper coins?"

Qiu Niang also came over and said, "Esteemed sir, I have a three-hundred-year-old ginseng that can prolong life. Could you exchange it for a copper coin that can ward off evil spirits?"

Li Qingshan's eyes remained motionless beneath the black cloth, but his heart was in turmoil.

What's going on? Judging from what they're saying, the exorcising coin in my hand seems to be very valuable.

Just two of them were worth 100,000 catties of salt permits and five silk shops.

It wasn't two thousand or twenty thousand at all, as I had thought.

Li Qingshan suddenly felt the money bag in his arms was heavy; all of these hundred-plus exorcising copper coins were treasures.

He also sensed that the eyes around him were green with greed, as if they wanted to steal his treasure.

As an old farmer, he understood the principle of not flaunting one's wealth.

He picked up the copper coins from the ground one by one, leaving only two, and continued in a hoarse voice, "Only one transaction."

The man in the yellow robe and Jiang Rong'er were overjoyed, never expecting their luck to be so good.

The others, however, were somewhat unwilling to give up. Although they were eager to act, they did not rush to make a move.

The man before you, who can casually produce ten exorcising coins, is perhaps unfathomable.