Back on the mountain, Tang Hao sat down on the edge of the field.

He took out the seed and lined it up in front of him, and he groaned.

For ordinary medicine farmers, this gentian grass seed is difficult to ripen, and it is often not one out of ten, resulting in no return.

But he is different, he is familiar with all kinds of ancient medicinal scriptures, and some of them are secret methods of ripening, even if they are all ripe, it is not a problem.

He has the origin of plants and trees, what to plant and live, not too simple.

Of course, the origin of plants and trees is extremely precious, and it must not be used on it.

Many secret methods are also costly, and he has to think of a secret method that is cheaper and has better results.

Generally speaking, there are two kinds of secret methods for ripening, one is soaked and the other is filled.

Soaking is to prepare various potions, soak the seeds in them, and let the seeds absorb nutrients by themselves, which requires the use of various spiritual objects, which is costly but effective.

Irrigation, that is the type of spell, infuse your own aura into the seeds, nourish the seeds, the cost is very low, but the effect is a little worse.

From the cost point of view, it is naturally the second good.

It is also the second type that is popular among medicinal farmers, but it is relatively superficial, and the ripening effect is naturally not very good.

There are also many of them of this type, he spent a night, all of them were cultivated, and finally learned from others' strengths, continued to improve, and obtained a new seed urging technique.

"Let's just ** weathering and rain technique!"

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

Next, it's time to put it into practice.

He picked up a seed, held it in his palm, activated the qi in his body, turned it into a wood-based aura, and poured it into it.

He was very careful, instilling little by little, like a gentle spring breeze, and like a soft drizzle, slowly moistening this seed.

The surface of the seeds is covered with a faint layer of brilliance.

Inside, there is a life that gradually thrives.

In half an hour, the skin of the seed broke, and a touch of tender green came out.

"It's done!"

Tang Hao was overjoyed.

When the shoots were completely extracted, he buried the seeds in the soil and watered them with a little water.

When this plant grows a little longer, to three or four inches, and pulls out the young leaves, then it can be sold.

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

This time, it didn't go so smoothly for him, it took more than an hour, and he still didn't pull out the buds.

He just threw it away, picked up another one and continued.

He is becoming more and more proficient, and his efficiency is getting higher and higher, before it took an hour, but now it is enough for ten minutes.

In the end, twenty seeds became ten, and the success rate was fifty percent.

Originally, the effect of this type of seed promotion technique was a little worse, and it could reach fifty percent, and Tang Hao was already very satisfied.

And what he spends is just some aura, time, and the cost is quite low.

He calculated, ten seedlings, even the most ordinary species, one is nearly a hundred, that is nearly a thousand.

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

If one or two of them are of good quality, it will make a lot of money.

"That's a good business!"

Tang Hao said.

Originally, he was going to plant some high-grade and rare medicinal materials, cultivate them and sell them after they matured, but now he is not as simple as ripening seeds and selling seedlings.

This has a short cycle, makes money quickly, and avoids his current shortcomings to the greatest extent.

He pondered for a moment, ready to expand.

Although doing so will definitely attract some attention and even covet it, Tang Hao is not afraid at all.

Having made up his mind, he went down the mountain.

Tian set up a magic circle over there, and he was not afraid that others would appear, and besides, he was afraid that no one would come up.

When I came to the bottom of the mountain, it happened that on the mountain on the side, there was also a person who came down, it was the eighth mountain master, a middle-aged man in his forties, who had only cultivated to build the foundation in the later stage.

In the first continent, this age is only mixed into the late stage of foundation building, which is quite poor.

In fact, those who are medicine farmers are all at this level, and if they arrive at Jindan early, no one will want to come to farming.

And Tang Hao's cultivation now is also in the late stage of foundation building.

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

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

"Yo! Isn't this the Lord of the Nine Mountains!"

The middle-aged man saw Tang Hao and shouted.

That gaze was a little playful.

He had heard that yesterday the Lord of the Nine Mountains went to the city and bought twenty gentian grass seeds, ready to gamble on medicine.

The circle of medicine farmers was not big, and if there was any turmoil, it spread all of a sudden.

Yesterday in the circle, because of this Nine Mountains Lord, it was really lively.

Everyone laughed at this kid for being stupid and stupid.

Not to mention being pitted by Jinxia Mountain, he dared to gamble on medicine, which was hopelessly stupid.

As everyone sees, in the gambling drug industry, nine out of ten gambles are lost, and in the end, they are all bankrupt.

Now this kid must be crying miserably!

Two hundred yuan is not much, but it is not too little.

"Lord of the Eight Mountains!"

Tang Hao also shouted and hurriedly walked out.

"Lord of the Nine Mountains, why are you going?"

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

The Lord of the Eight Mountains was stunned for a moment, and muttered, "This kid, shouldn't he go to buy gentian grass again!"

He groaned for a moment, and then followed.

When he came to the city, Tang Hao went to sell some things again, all of which were obtained from the baby.

After all, it's a baby, how can there be nothing valuable on it.

He scraped together 20,000 yuan and came to Hu Ji Pharmacy.

"Shopkeeper, gentian!"

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

The old shopkeeper looked up and frowned.

Isn't this the kid from yesterday!

Why do you still buy gentian, you won't really be addicted to gambling!

"Young man, enough is enough!"

The old shopkeeper persuaded earnestly.

He has seen a lot of people like this before, and when he lost miserably for the first time, he was still unwilling, and continued to gamble, and in the end, he fell and couldn't extricate himself.

"Shopkeeper, I know!"

Tang Hao stepped forward, took out a bag of spars, and put them on the counter, "I want them all!"

The old shopkeeper was taken aback, glanced at Tang Hao deeply, and sighed in his heart.

This kid, I'm afraid it's going to be miserable!

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

He opened the money bag, took the money, and then packed the seeds and handed them to Tang Hao.

"Thanks!"

Tang Hao arched his hand and walked out of the store.

Then, he went to several other pharmacies and bought gentian grass with all the rest of the money.

The shopkeepers of all the medicine shops were a little surprised, how many years, there have been no such gamblers in Dajing City.

"Another gambler! You can't lose a lot of money if you gamble like this!"

"Jinxia Ninth Mountain?

They talked a lot.

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

For each ripening one, he planted it.

It took him a full five days to deal with it.