"Grand, Immortal, I dare to ask...what is an immortal seed?"

As the saying goes, all the aristocratic races also looked over. They had seen rice seeds and wheat seeds, but they had never seen fairy seeds.

Mo Feng slowly closed his five fingers into a fist, put them on his chin and pretended to be profound: "It is said to be an immortal seed, but it is not. This thing looks like a mountain ginseng, but it is more round and thicker than mountain ginseng. And planting these things is mainly for the servants of the Heavenly Venerables in the Heavenly Palace, and it is considered a semi-immortal seed."

After hearing this, everyone nodded in one go, as if they had a rough understanding of the Heavenly Palace and the Immortal Seed mentioned by Mo Feng. They nodded and seemed to be moved.

"As for the yield per mu, it is probably only eight or nine thousand kilograms."

"Fortunately, it's only eight or nine thousand, thousands," the voice stopped abruptly, and everyone swallowed their saliva hard. They looked at Mo Feng with a terrified look, and said in a daze: "Eight, eight or nine thousand jin?"

I was stunned, no, this is no longer an emotion that I could express when I was stunned.

Their mouths opened very much, and it took a long time before they pursed their lips and came to their senses. They said weakly with a laughing and crying expression: "Super, Immortal, what you said is true?"

"Why, do you think I am looking for you to be happy?" Mo Feng raised his sword eyebrows slightly and said coldly.

"No, I dare not, it's just this..." Everyone waved their hands repeatedly. It's not that they don't believe it, but they really can't believe it. Each of their families has thousands of acres of fertile land, and each acre is only more than three stones when the harvest is good. How many stones are Mo Feng's eight or nine thousand? It should be seventy stones? More than twenty times the gap.

Thinking of this, their eyes flashed instantly. If they could have the immortal species, wouldn't that mean...

"The Supreme Immortal, a mere tens of millions of fertile land is not enough to be mentioned, so I will cover it with me." A middle-aged man patted his chest and said boldly: "I just don't know if this immortal can... I will give me a little while. If so, I will be grateful."

"Give it to you?" Mo Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and after a little thought, he spoke: "It's not impossible, but the number of immortal species in his hand is limited, so it is impossible to guarantee that everyone can get it."

"Let's do this! This immortal seed is used to trade, and to exchange for a hundred acres of fertile land with immortal seeds that can sow one acre of land. If you have any intention, you can exchange it." Mo Feng said with a voice.

"Ah! One acre of immortal seeds exchanged for hundreds of acres of fertile land?"

Everyone was stunned, his eyes flashing with hesitation. They were thinking about whether there was any profit. They whispered to discuss. According to what Mo Feng said, the yield of this immortal species was twenty or thirty times that of ordinary fields, but it would be a bit unworthy of the loss if one acre of one acre!

"If you think it's inappropriate, it's okay not to change it. After all, it's the immortal species! This is the only one in the world, which is not valuable." Mo Feng's words were striking, and his eyebrows were all indifferent.

But as soon as this said, these people's eyes turned around. This is an immortal species, which has never been seen in the world. If they could get one or two, wouldn't that mean...

"Switch, my Wang family exchanges for ten acres of immortal seeds."

"Shangxian, my Li family has also changed to ten acres of immortal seeds."

For a moment, the heads of the family spoke together, without hesitation in their words, and they believed Mo Feng even more deeply.

Upon hearing this, Mo Feng smiled elegantly, then turned his hand and paper and pen appeared in his hand. The word "a4" is paper, and the pen is a normal water pen.

The heads of the family were stunned, as if they were shocked by Mo Feng's move. Originally, they did not doubt Mo Feng's identity as an immortal, but now they were more convinced by taking things out of thin air. Especially when they looked at the flawless paper, they were a little stunned.

They asked themselves that the white paper had never seen it. You should know that although there were papers in the late Han Dynasty, it was expensive, and the paper was of average quality, and it was slightly yellowed and difficult to preserve, so that bamboo slips in the late Han Dynasty were still used as the majority.

"Master, Immortal? How dare you ask why this paper is so white? It is even better than the white jade with mutton fat?"

After one person asked, everyone else looked at Mo Feng. This kind of white paper is probably a rare treasure.

Mo Feng looked unhappy and said coldly: "How can fairy pages be compared to ordinary paper?"

When the words came out, everyone was stunned, and then there was a smile on their faces, not daring to refute, and nodded frequently to say yes.

However, they were very impressed. This immortal was indeed extraordinary. The things they used were all immortals. How could they have it in the mortal world? Not to mention that Mo Feng wanted 10,000 mu of fertile land, even if it was 50,000 mu or 100,000 mu, they would not dare to refuse.

After a while, Mo Feng roughly recorded what everyone asked for, and then looked up and said, "Okay, after you take the land deed later, I will naturally give you the immortal seeds."

"I don't have to wait, no hurry!" Everyone bowed and gave in.

Mo Feng was flashing his eyes at this time, with thoughts in his eyes, and then looked up and said, "I must have seen it. I have carried a lot of things from the Heavenly Palace. Although most of them have no fairy spirit, they are still not comparable to ordinary things."

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded, but there was more confusion.

"These objects in the Heavenly Palace are not very useful to me. But now, disasters are everywhere. I intend to exchange them all for gold, silver, cloth and other objects to help the victims. What do you think?" Mo Feng said in a voice.

Everyone was stunned, and then they grinned at the corners of their mouths and shouted: "It's great, very good. I wonder which immortals have to be replaced with gold, silver and other mortals?"

"There are countless immortal objects, I will take out one or two for you to see." Mo Feng also turned his hand out as he spoke.

Then, a glass bottle with a thin neck and round belly appeared in Mo Feng's hands.

The glass bottle is transparent, with a thin neck of ten centimeters long, and the curved belly of the bottle has no flaws. The key is that there is a red carp inside the bottle body. The carp is vividly portrayed from scales to eyes, and its tail is bent and stands quietly in the bottle.

Looking at the glass bottle in Mo Feng's hand, the people from the aristocratic families swallowed and exclaimed: "This, this is impossible, this is simply a magical and ingenious work. No, only natural craftsmanship can make this happen."

"Suck, how can there be such a thorough glazed glass in the world? How can such glazed glass be carved like this?"

"Wow, this bottle of fruit is extraordinary, not to mention that this glass is white, no one can achieve this craft alone, and the value may be worth a thousand gold."

"A daughter? Isn't it priceless? Did you see the red carp? Its portrayal is vivid and symbolizes that the carp leaps on the dragon gate. The big family must be rushing to get it."

For a moment, all the families exclaimed and discussed, and then someone asked Mo Feng to see it up close, and everyone gathered in front of Mo Feng.

At this time, everyone's expressions were scratching their heads, rubbing their hands constantly, and swallowing their saliva from time to time, wishing that this bottle would belong to them now.
Chapter completed!