Reborn in Another World: A Husband from Heaven

When Han Shaoqing and the others were almost home.

From a distance, I could see many people standing in front of their house, and bags of magical rice placed next to them.

Master Canhun looked at the people in front of the door and said in surprise: "This - they are really fast!"

Xing Yun nodded and said with emotion: "Yes!"

Han Shaoqing thought about it thoughtfully. The villagers' behavior was nothing more than that they had obtained the cultivation method and elixir. Now that they had received the news that they wanted the spiritual rice, they would naturally send it to him all at once.

"I'm afraid most of this can be attributed to the practice method."

Master Canhun and Xing Yun thought about it again, and without any surprise, they nodded in agreement with Han Shaoqing's statement.

Xing Yun raised the question again: "Will this be bad?"

After all, these good things are based on kindness. If there were disagreements that day, they would have accepted the villagers' things today.

Even if——I don’t understand.

Han Shaoqing smiled indifferently and said, "It's a deal that we both agree to. They remembered our kindness and actively sent it to us. We should not treat them unfairly. That's all."

Master Canhun listened to Han Shaoqing's words and nodded with satisfaction. He felt that Han Shaoqing could distinguish these favors clearly and was neither greedy nor robbing.

She looked at the villagers' grateful expressions again, curled her lips, and thought that it was clearly her who gave it away, but they only remembered the kindness of Han Shaoqing and Xing Yun.

Xing Yun looked at Master Canhun who was upset again and shook his head in amusement. He interrupted Master Canhun's thoughts and asked, "If they ask us why we collected so much spiritual rice, what should we say?"

Han Shaoqing frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "We like this spiritual rice. We like it. So that we can eat it when we leave, let's prepare some now."

Xing Yun nodded: "Okay."

Han Shaoqing pulled Xing Yun over.

When the villagers saw Han Shaoqing coming back, they all said with a smile: "Han Shaoqing, Xing Yun, you are back."

Han Shaoqing said "hmm".

The villagers immediately said, "We heard that you wanted to collect the spiritual rice, so we sent it to you."

Han Shaoqing said gratefully: "Thank you uncles, how much is this price?"

The villagers immediately waved their hands and said, "No, just take it and eat it. What's the price?"

"Yes, yes."

"What we have is nothing compared to what you gave us."

Han Shaoqing immediately shook his head and raised his hand to calm the villagers down. When he saw that they had calmed down, he said seriously, "One is one, and two is two. Those things should have been yours. I just contributed my part."

"Now I want to buy all the extra spiritual rice from your homes, not just one or two bags. Don't discuss the price, just take it back, and I won't be able to take it."

The villagers knew that Han Shaoqing was not lying, so they could not give him away directly. They could only ask curiously: "Han Shaoqing, why do you collect so much?"

Han Shaoqing had a faint smile on his face and said calmly, "I plan to go out for training in the future. We like this spiritual rice, and we plan to buy some first so that we can eat it in the future."

The villagers stared at Han Shaoqing and the others with wide eyes, and asked in surprise: "You want to leave?"

Han Shaoqing smiled and said, "Not yet, just making preparations first. Let's talk about the price!"

Seeing that Han Shaoqing didn't want to talk, the villagers didn't want to ask any more questions. After discussing it, they lowered the price by 30% compared to the previous price and said, "One low-grade spirit stone for five bags."

When Han Shaoqing heard the price, he knew that the villagers had given him a great deal. After all, they had used one low-grade spirit stone to buy three bags of spirit rice, and the village chief had asked for a very high price.

Now it's up to five bags.

No need to think, you know they really gave a great discount.

Although Han Shaoqing intended to buy the spiritual rice from them at a reasonable price, he did not want to take advantage of them. He shook his head and said, "Let's go with the price I paid from the village chief before, three bags for one spiritual stone."

The villagers were about to speak when Han Shaoqing waved his hand to stop them. He said straight to the point: "I won't take advantage of you. If you have any extra food at home, please send it to me. I'll take it all."

Seeing that Han Shaoqing was unmoved by their proposal, the villagers stopped bargaining and just thought about sending more of the magical rice and plants from their homes to Han Shaoqing.

The villagers smiled and said, "Okay, then we'll listen to you. Wait, we'll go home and get it for you."

Han Shaoqing smiled and replied, "Okay."

The villagers hurried home.

Han Shaoqing looked at the villagers' backs as they walked away and said with a smile, "We are going to make a fortune this time."

Xing Yun also smiled and said, "Yes! You can't buy such good spiritual rice with a low-grade spiritual stone outside!"

They opened the door and went in, tidying up the yard to make it convenient for the villagers to come in and to stack the bags.

After about an incense stick of time, a large number of villagers came towards their home carrying bags of magical rice.

The village chief was among them.

When they arrived at Han Shaoqing's door, they shouted loudly: "Han Shaoqing, we are here."

When Han Shaoqing came out, he saw that there were more than twice as many people as before, and they were all carrying bigger bags than before. Han Shaoqing knew without thinking that this was their good intentions, so he did not refuse again this time. After all, if he had refused, it would have hurt everyone's feelings for them.

As soon as the villagers saw Han Shaoqing, they said enthusiastically: "Han Shaoqing, we will put it there for you."

Han Shaoqing saw so many people and bags, and knew that this time the harvest would be great, so he smiled enthusiastically.

Han Shaoqing looked at the crowd and said, "My yard is not big, and it can't accommodate so many of you for now. You can come in one group at a time, and I will calculate the spirit stones for you."

The villagers smiled and said, "Okay. We are not in a hurry, take your time."

"Yes! No hurry, no hurry."

The villagers were not in a hurry, so they did not fight or scramble. Those who were in the back lined up happily gathered together, chatting and laughing in groups of three or four, all talking about cultivation.

But there were also some young guys who looked at Xing Yun vaguely.

Xing Yun was the most handsome guy they had ever seen. They knew they had no chance since Han Shaoqing was so outstanding.

They just took a look. After all, everyone loves beauty.

Han Shaoqing smiled and nodded, then led the villagers standing in front of him in.

The first person to enter was Uncle Qing, who had spoken to Han Shaoqing several times. Han Shaoqing looked at the bags Uncle Qing had brought in and said, "Uncle, you have nine bags in total, which is a total of three spirit stones.

Xing Yun, who had been sitting at the table early, took a pen and wrote a few numbers on the book. At the same time, Han Shaoqing used mental arithmetic to quickly take out three low-grade spirit stones from his storage bag, handed them to Uncle Qing with a smile and said, "Here you go."

Uncle Daqing took the spiritual stone from Xing Yun with a smile on his face. He said excitedly: "We have spiritual plants at home, do you want some too?"

Han Shaoqing smiled and said, "Yes, we can't just eat spiritual rice without side dishes! If you have any, you can send them to us. We will accept them."

Uncle Daqing nodded and said, "Okay."

After saying this, Uncle Daqing walked aside and let the next person go.

They all knew that spirit stones could also assist in cultivation. Now they could exchange spirit rice and plants for some spirit stones. They were willing to seize this opportunity.

After all, for them, these spiritual rice and spiritual plants can be planted again at any time. Moreover, they can harvest a batch in March, which is very simple and convenient.

On the contrary, spirit stones are difficult for them.

Because they had no place to get spirit stones unless they left the village, but they couldn't leave now. Although the village chief could take more than a dozen people out, it was inconvenient to carry so many things. After all, they only had two hands.

The village chief walked out from the crowd, approached Han Shaoqing, and asked in confusion: "Han Shaoqing, why did you suddenly collect so much spiritual rice?"

Han Shaoqing smiled at the village chief and said openly, "Village chief, we won't be here for long. If we leave, we won't be able to eat the good food here anymore. I just want to collect more so that we can have food even if we leave."

The village chief just nodded when he heard this, and he was not very shocked. After all, the village chief knew where they came from, and Qingyuan Village would not be their home.

“Have you decided on a time?”

Han Shaoqing shook his head and said, "Not yet."

The villagers nearby heard Han Shaoqing's words and said sadly: "You have only been here for a short time! You are leaving now. After you leave, I don't know if we will have the chance to meet again in the future."

Han Shaoqing was not sad about the upcoming separation, but just smiled and said calmly: "We can't stay in one place all the time when we practice, we always have to go out to gain experience. Only by broadening our horizons can we avoid being short-sighted."

"Besides, all good things must come to an end. Besides, although our time together is short, what happened here will become part of our memories."

When the village chief heard Han Shaoqing's words, he remembered that they had lived in comfort for too long and had forgotten that if they only practiced, they would lack combat experience, and it would be in vain when they were needed to take charge.

The villagers also knew that Han Shaoqing and his men would not stop for them, so they could only give their sincere blessings: "You must be careful on the road ahead!"

"Yes." Han Shaoqing nodded.

The village chief sighed softly, patted Han Shaoqing on the back, turned around and left where Han Shaoqing lived.

Afterwards, Han Shaoqing was still not affected at all and still accepted the villagers' spiritual rice with a smile.

One, two, three, the least they brought was six bags, and they all exchanged them for the spirit stones they wanted with a smile.

After a while, Han Shaoqing harvested more than a hundred bags of spiritual rice, and he put them into his storage ring.

Xing Yun looked at the excessive amount of spiritual rice and said with a smile: "This is enough for us to eat for two years."

Han Shaoqing looked at the spiritual rice placed aside and said calmly: "Yes!"

It took them about an hour to collect all the spiritual rice.

After that, Han Shaoqing either practiced, practiced, and practiced every day, or went to the fields to make rain fall on the spiritual rice and plants they planted, loosen the soil, and then nourish them with wood spiritual energy.

Then he would sit at home and wait for the villagers to bring him the magical rice and plants he wanted.

Days like this are very leisurely.

But there are always people who are eager to make trouble, such as Qingyuan.

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