The Grape Trellis

However, there were not enough people in Xiushui Village who could spare the time, so people from several nearby villages also came to work.

Just like that, the neighboring villages also managed to earn a little money.

As a result, Xiushui Village and the surrounding villages all eagerly hoped that this immortal effect would last for a very long time.

Therefore, they spared no effort in talking about this immortal sect which they had never even seen or interacted with, spreading words of praise everywhere as if they cost nothing.

Seeing this, Liu Yunan was happy for their village, but at the same time, he was a little worried.

What if, after a while, people came here every day and got bored of it?

Wouldn't their village return to its former state of poverty then?

So, he found Senior Liao and Sun Yigao and voiced his concerns.

Hearing this, Senior Liao smiled faintly.

Clearly, this little boy did not understand the attraction an immortal sect held for wealthy and leisurely mortals in the outside world.

However, his worries were not entirely unreasonable.

After all, mortals were not like cultivators; their range of movement was extremely limited.

The spread of news was also very slow.

Up to now, two or three months had passed, and the news that their village had immortals had not even spread beyond Hufang Province.

Moreover, even within Hufang Province, most counties and prefectures had only heard about it but were unsure if it was true.

Most assumed it was just hearsay.

Let alone expecting people from these places to travel long distances to this remote backwater after hearing the news.

In this mortal realm, transportation was highly inconvenient. For most people, even traveling to the neighboring county would take at least half a day to a full day.

Therefore, when the enthusiasm of the counties near Xiushui Village faded, that Baldy's worries were very likely to become reality.

As such, they had to give these mortals a little taste of sweetness to capture their hearts and make them promote this place even more fanatically.

So, after discussing it, the three decided to ask everyone in the sect if there was anything they wanted to do.

They gathered the members of the sect to discuss.

Mo Yuanjiao was the first to raise his hand, saying,

I'll go down the mountain and perform the Sword Art of the Clouds for them!

As his cultivation base grew higher and higher, Mo Yuanjiao gradually felt that he didn't need much sleep.

Thus, in a state of high excitement, aside from his unwavering daily routine of daytime cultivation, practicing the four immortal arts, and teaching at the private school, he spent the middle of the night in the open space in front of Guiyuan Mountain Residence, learning the Sword Art of the Clouds that Lin Xiao had placed in the library corner.

Night after night, under the moonlight, he wielded the peach wood sword the sect had recently issued to him.

Sitting behind Mo Yuanjiao, Mo Que raised a hand to cover his face.

His young master had completely let himself go.

Now he actually wanted to go perform acrobatics using magic spells.

However, before anyone else could react, Liao Pantu opened his mouth and said expressionlessly,

No. Next.

Having his idea rejected, Mo Yuanjiao lowered his hand in disappointment, feeling quite regretful that he couldn't go down the mountain to perform his newly learned Sword Art of the Clouds for everyone.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Youfu immediately raised his hand.

Otherwise, how about I cook some food and sell it at the foot of the mountain?

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up!

This is great!

Yeah, Fuzi! If you take your food down the mountain to sell, even if you only sell one meal a day, it'll probably easily attract a huge crowd!

Mo Yuanjiao turned his head, instantly forgetting the regret of being rejected, and said excitedly,

Fuzi, if you're cooking, I'm going to call my dad over from the capital to eat!

Jiang Youfu scratched the back of his head and chuckled,

If your dad comes over, I'll definitely cook for him separately. Why would he need to buy it at the foot of the mountain?

But Mo Yuanjiao simply waved his hand dismissively and said,

Ah, don't be polite with him. He has plenty of money. If he comes, on account of my face, just charge him as high a price as you want.

Hearing these words, the several old fathers present felt their fists involuntarily harden a bit.

Fortunately, their own children were not like this.

They didn't throw their fathers under the bus like this.

Otherwise, they would definitely have to give them a severe beating.

The group discussed for a moment, and finally, Liao Pantu said,

I think Xiao Fuzi can just make one or two dishes every ten days to sell in the village. For this kind of rare and novel thing, quality is more important than quantity. If you make too much, it will actually lower its value in people's minds, making them think it's easy to get.

Besides, our original intention isn't to make money. Earning wealth from these mortals is just a side benefit. Our real goal is to retain the flow of people in the long run. Therefore, keeping them in suspense is the most important thing.

Actually, if it were up to Liao Pantu, he felt that one or two dishes every ten days was still too frequent.

It should be once a year or once a decade.

Moreover, they should collect spirit stones. What use was silver? That stuff was useless to cultivators.

However, since this was the mortal realm and people's average lifespans were too short, he thought about it and greatly compressed the time frame.

Also, considering that their current main goal was to attract mortals and drive the development of the entire Xiushui Village, he reluctantly changed his mind from spirit stones to silver.

But when everyone heard his viewpoint, they were still a bit surprised.

Once every ten days, isn't that too long?

Beside them, Liu Chun shook his head and said,

You guys don't know how amazing Youfu's cooking is. The dishes he has made recently have all exhibited seven-colored spiritual essence. When we cultivators consume dishes with seven-colored spiritual essence, it can solidify our own spiritual power. Consuming more can even further purify it. And if mortals consume it, it can even turn decay into magic, repairing hidden ailments in their bodies and prolonging their lives.

This is completely different from ordinary spiritual food in the cultivation world. Ordinary spiritual food merely involves cooking ingredients that possess spiritual energy, turning them into a relatively delicious dish rich in spiritual energy; it doesn't have all these effects. Youfu's cooking is already top-tier spiritual food. If this were in the cultivation world, a single dish could sell for at least five hundred spirit stones.

Hearing this, everyone was extremely shocked.

To think that Fuzi was actually so capable of earning spirit stones!

Five hundred stones!

Their monthly stipend was only five spirit stones. Wouldn't five hundred stones be a hundred months' worth!

Thinking of this, Liu Yunan suddenly hugged Jiang Youfu and said,

No, no, we can't let Fuzi cook anymore. I'm afraid he'll get kidnapped by someone and forced to cook for them every day!

Seeing this, everyone burst into laughter.

With Liu Yunan's arm around his shoulder, Jiang Youfu chuckled and said,

Then I'll just be a bit more casual with the food I make for the foot of the mountain, not too serious. I'll just make simple spiritual food containing only a little bit of spiritual energy. That way, no one will come to kidnap me.

Everyone voiced their agreement, and the matter was thus settled.

Just like that, two days later, following the sudden beautification of the village, the villagers of Xiushui Village and the passing tourists discovered that a simple grape trellis had been erected beside the village path. It was covered in grapevines, with clusters of translucent and plump grapes hanging down.