Gou Zai Qingluo Cave Heaven Cultivation

Zhou Baoqing will probably never forget Master Gan's gentle face, nor will he forget the way that spirit stone shone brightly in the sunlight.

So much so that when he walked along the path by the fishpond, he felt that it was not safe to leave the spirit stones anywhere.

This reminded him of something that happened in his past life.

The more nervous you are about the money in your pocket while walking on the street, the more fidgety you become, which attracts the attention of pickpockets, who can easily steal from you.

"call."

He took a long breath, suppressing his nervousness and pretending to be calm and collected.

He didn't earn much money, but he had a lot of drama.

If I earn mid-grade or high-grade spirit stones in the future, do I have to bury myself in the ground to guard against thieves?

Keep a calm mind, this is nothing.

Ultimately, it's because they're terrified of being poor!

Zhou Baoqing shook his head and smiled.

We finally got home.

Grandpa Zhou Changgeng was pacing back and forth in the yard with his hands behind his back, his expression revealing a hint of barely suppressed excitement.

Arriving home safely, Zhou Baoqing was also very excited. Before his grandfather could speak, he took out the spirit stone.

"Grandpa, here you go!"

The stone is warm and smooth, like a precious jade.

Zhou Changgeng had heard before that his grandson could earn spirit stones, so he was not surprised.

He stretched out his calloused hands and took the spirit stone, gently rubbing his thumbs on the rounded edges.

Feeling that pure spiritual energy, his face was filled with uncontrollable joy and pride.

"Great, great! My son Bao is really promising!"

Zhou Changgeng's voice trembled slightly, and then he solemnly stuffed the spirit stone back into Zhou Baoqing's hand, "This is what you earned through your own abilities. Keep it safe and use it for your cultivation."

Zhou Baoqing thought about it and did not refuse.

With a cheat like the Cave Heaven, he needs to accumulate initial funds so that he has enough capital to buy and sell spiritual treasures, cultivate techniques, and learn various immortal arts... and so on.

After all, money is only real money when it makes money; keeping it at home will only cause it to depreciate.

Moreover, now that the fish food is ready, how far away can the spirit stones be?

Seeing his grandson carefully put away the spirit stones, Zhou Changgeng changed the subject, lowered his voice, and looked at him intently.

"Brother Bao, what kind of magic did you put in that bag of fish food you gave me? I tried it in the pond today, and those emaciated fish were practically raking in the food like crazy!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Baoqing's lips curled up, a hint of smugness in his heart.

All my hard work these past few days, staying up late to steam the ingredients, knead and mix them, has finally paid off.

However, the brilliance of that icy blue duckweed is truly domineering.

Faced with Zhou Changgeng's question, he had already prepared a response, claiming that he had discovered the mutated duckweed by chance and named it "Bingxinping".

"I picked some out of curiosity. This fish food is made with it as the main ingredient, along with the basic recipe that Uncle Zhang gave me a few days ago."

After saying that, he said enthusiastically, "Grandpa, what do you think about us going into the fish feed business too?"

Zhou Changgeng pondered for a moment, then asked incisively, "What is the yield of this Bingxinping? If there is no yield, it's all for nothing."

Zhou Baoqing estimated in his mind that the Ice Heart Duckweed was now multiplying very quickly within the cave, and had already spread to a large area of ​​water, which was more than enough to meet the needs of his fishpond, and he could even sell some of it.

But to say there are many, there really aren't many.

The main limitation is the availability of space.

If large-scale production is to be achieved, a larger body of water is needed, and raising them outdoors is ultimately not as good as raising them in a secluded place, so production will likely be reduced by half.

At most, only about a thousand kilograms can be salvaged per month, which is the only way to meet the demand without damaging the foundation.

A thousand catties of main ingredients can only produce a maximum of two thousand catties of fish feed, which is far from meeting the demand for large-scale fish farming.

After listening, Zhou Changgeng said, "You don't need to worry about the location and concealment. Years ago, I obtained a broken magic artifact called the 'Moon-Concealing Jar,' which can be used to store water for cultivation indoors. It can not only conceal movement but also gather spiritual energy, which is enough to nourish the Ice Heart Duck you mentioned."

Regarding the issue of limited production, Zhou Changgeng proposed another approach: "The ice-heart water lily has an extremely strong fish-attracting effect. Since the production volume cannot be used for large-scale fish food, we can sell it as premium fish bait! Do you know how obsessed those anglers near Qinglin Bay are?"

This group of people are willing to risk their lives to catch a rare spirit fish!

Buying tens or hundreds of kilograms of fish bait for groundbaiting is no big deal!

Upon hearing this, Zhou Baoqing's eyes lit up.

That's a blind spot in his thinking.

His original idea was to sell it as premium fish feed to fish farmers, but the fish market was mostly controlled by Zhou Yandong, and doing so would likely cause a business conflict with Little Fatty's father.

But wouldn't it be even better if we made it into fish bait and sold it to those anglers?

Whose money is easiest to make? Fishermen have tons of it!

Once the idea was sparked, the grandfather and grandson immediately agreed.

After dinner, Zhou Changgeng held a family meeting in the dining room.

When Zhou Changgeng told his family about the secret fish food recipe, it immediately drew gasps of surprise from everyone in the family. Chen and the others were all incredulous.

After the initial surprise came joy.

Not only does Bao Ge'er excel in his clan school studies, but he also knows how to make fish feed.

As the future hope of the family, his reliability is truly reassuring!

Zhou Changgeng sighed inwardly.

My son is away practicing Buddhism and can't be relied on. Apart from myself, the pillar of the family, there's no one else in the household who can take charge, let alone the elderly, weak, sick, or disabled.

But we can't keep quiet about this. Bao Ge'er's most important things right now are his studies and cultivation. He can't let trivial matters like grinding bone powder and kneading fish bait waste his time.

To make a business that can generate long-term profits, family members are indispensable.

In today's world, if you can't even trust your own family, who can you trust?

However, Zhou Changgeng was a seasoned veteran who knew the saying "possessing a treasure is a crime" in the cultivation world.

He did not reveal the specific name of the raw material, "Bingxinping," but only said that Bao-ge'er had obtained a secret recipe.

He looked around at everyone and sternly warned, "This matter must not be revealed to anyone. If word gets out, our whole family will be in trouble!"

The family listened with solemn expressions.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I swear to God I won't reveal a single thing!"

Zhao Fanghua was the first to stand up, solemnly promising that she would never tell anyone. She also grabbed Zhao Yuanqiu next to her and made him swear an oath along with her.

Although Zhao Yuanqiu didn't understand what this meant, seeing her sister's serious expression, she nodded repeatedly.

In fact, Zhao Fanghua was an extremely intelligent girl. She knew in her heart that her grandfather's stern reprimand was actually a reminder to her.

After all, in this Zhou family courtyard, only she and her younger brother had the surname Zhao, so they were considered "outsiders".

But she wasn't unhappy at all; on the contrary, she was so excited that her cheeks turned red with excitement that her family had been able to set up this "family workshop."

There was no chance before, but now that there is, how can I miss it?

You can't end up like Cuihua next door, getting married and having children early, managing a household without any joy.

She's very career-oriented!

Seeing that his family had reached an agreement, Zhou Baoqing turned around and went back into the house, bringing out the raw materials he had prepared earlier.

This was naturally the Ice Heart Duckweed that he had processed in the cave beforehand. It had already undergone a "awakening" process, with the leaves being chopped into small pieces and mixed with spiritual chaff, so that it could only be vaguely seen as a kind of "grass".

This was something I had discussed with my grandfather beforehand.

Zhou Changgeng's expression turned slightly serious. "Everyone should first learn from Brother Bao how to make fish feed. Learn carefully and watch closely."

"Won't it be too difficult?" Zhou Yulan asked with some concern.

Zhou Baoqing smiled and reassured her, "Auntie, don't worry, it's not difficult, I guarantee you'll be able to do it."

After he demonstrated the process, it was indeed not difficult; it was just that kneading the clay would require a few more days to become proficient.

The family then began to divide the work and cooperate.

My grandmother and my eldest aunt, Zhou Yulan, were responsible for placing the dried bone shells in a bluestone mortar and pestle, grinding them into a fine powder with a clanging sound.

Chen, being meticulous and skillful, mixed the bone meal with the "grass paste" provided by Zhou Baoqing in the correct proportions and poured in an appropriate amount of warm water.

"Mother, use less water. This bait needs to be chewy so it won't fall apart when it hits the water," Zhou Baoqing instructed from the side.

"Okay, okay, you're so strict."

Although Chen scolded him, the corners of her mouth turned up as she vigorously kneaded the fish food paste in the earthenware basin with both hands, making it firm and elastic.

Finally, Zhao Fanghua and Zhao Yuanqiu got together and happily pinched the kneaded fish food paste into small, soybean-sized pieces, neatly arranging them in a bamboo sieve to dry.

The moon quietly climbed into the blue clouds.

Under the soft light of the luminous pearl, the Zhou family's courtyard was filled with the faint aroma of fish food, the sounds of pounding medicine, and kneading, accompanied by the family's quiet laughter and whispers as they worked together.