West Coast Bug Farm.

An old man with gray hair was leading a group of young and middle-aged people to inspect the insect farm.

“Is the production of golden swallowtail horseshoe crab so small?”

The old man's expression was ugly, and it seemed a little unexpected.

Behind him, a middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "Mr. Yang, you know that the swallow-tailed horseshoe crab eats a lot, but we... can't afford to feed it!"

"Alas~"

The old man wanted to curse, but when the words came to his lips, all that was left was a sigh.

Just listen to him say: "Forget it, sell all the tiger-spotted centipedes! Tiger-spotted centipedes are picky about spiritual food, and the food they eat is of high quality. If you say you can't afford it, you can only afford to raise tiger-spotted centipedes first."

Immediately, someone became anxious.

"Mr. Yang, the tiger-spotted centipede is the signature of our insect farm! If we sell it, wouldn't it destroy our own signature?"

The old man said angrily: "Do you want a sign, or do you want to survive? If the tiger-spotted centipede is gone, we can still raise it in the future. If the insect farm is abandoned, it will be annexed. At that time, you and I will become insect farmers for others.

How can other people's insect farmers tolerate it? If something unexpected happens and the clan declines, how long will it take for your family to have another immortal cultivator?"

"Alas~"

Everyone sighed together.

Someone said: "Then what should we do? Our insect farm has not had an insect farm owner for five years. Every one that came was squeezed out by those two families, and each one was squeezed out. Now no powerful insect master is willing to come.

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"Fairy Rao has not been to our insect farm for almost ten years. If this continues, it will be a matter of time before our insect farm is abandoned!"

"Alas! Fairy Rao is a strong foundation builder, how can she run to a small insect farm at any time? I'm afraid she may not even remember that she has an insect farm on the west coast, right?"

"Shut up. Who do you think you are, how dare you criticize Shangxian behind his back? If word spreads, you and your little family will die without knowing how."

The old man suddenly turned around and glared at one person, who quickly lowered his head and did not dare to refute.

"All insect farmers, put down your affairs and come to the owner's house to welcome the new owner."

Just when everyone was frowning, a clear voice suddenly spread throughout the entire insect farm. All the insect farmers were shocked when they heard the words.

When the old man surnamed Yang heard this, his expression suddenly perked up and he kept saying: "It's coming, it's coming, it's coming!"

I saw the old man immediately shouting: "Quick, quick, hurry up and call people. They must all be present. Let the new owner see that there are still people in our insect farm... Everyone, please cheer up and show enthusiasm."

, we must not let the new owner run away again."

…

Zhang Liang and Lin Rong waited for a while, but within a moment of burning incense, they saw nearly 300 people, led by a white-haired old man, rushing towards the owner's house.

Soon, the white-haired old man led everyone to the farm owner's house, with a look of great joy on his face: "Old slave Yang Xun, I have met Fairy Rong and the new farm owner."

Lin Rong glanced expressionlessly: "There are 287 people, why are there so few people?"

Yang Xun said quickly: "Fairy, a year ago, more than ten people in the field ventured out to sea to dig sea mud, and unfortunately they were in trouble. But Fairy Rong, although our insect farm has a few people, everyone is very capable of working.

It’s definitely no worse than the insect farmers at other insect farms.”

As Yang Xun spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Zhang Liang, as if he was speaking to Zhang Liang.

Not only Yang Xun, but also many insect farmers looked at Zhang Liang. They were quite happy, because first of all, this new insect farm owner is a disciple of Lingxian Palace, and secondly, he is quite young. He is qualified to be an insect farm at such a young age.

The position of chief should not be bad at all.

However, they were a little worried. Will the owner of the insect farm like them?

Lin Rong announced in a dry voice: "The person next to me is Zhang Liang, the new outer disciple of Lingxian Palace. He is also a talented insect control master, and was appointed by Master Rao to be the owner of the insect farm here. From today onwards

From now on, at least for the next five years, the new owner will not leave. If you have anything to do, you can discuss it with the new owner."

When all the insect farmers heard that Zhang Liang would not leave for five years, they were immediately overjoyed. In the past, all the insect farm owners could not continue their work and ran away. Since this one was personally appointed, it was obvious that he could not run away.

However, this insect farm owner still seems to have a faint spiritual energy leaking out. This feeling must be that he has just made a breakthrough, right?

Yang Xun thought about it and guessed that he was at the seventh level of Qi training. After all, he had never heard of anyone whose insect farm owner was not at the late stage of Qi training.

Lin Rong saw that the insect farmer was quite enthusiastic about the new farm owner, so she didn't say anything more, but said: "Junior brother Zhang Liang, I'll leave this place to you. I'll leave first."

"Senior sister, please come and have tea when you have time."

Zhang Liang knew that Lin Rong would not come. Although she explained a lot to him along the way, she actually always felt a little alienated. It was not that she was hostile to Zhang Liang, but that Lin Rong's personality was a bit similar to that of Rao Yaoyao. It should be the personality.

As a result.

"Let's talk again."

After Lin Rong left, Zhang Liang smiled slightly: "Mr. Yang, I wonder who will be in charge of matters related to the insect farm during the vacancy of the insect farm owner?"

Yang Xun immediately saluted: "The old slave doesn't want to be the boss. The farm owner can just call the old slave by his first name. Previously, the old slave was in charge of the insect farm."

Zhang Liang waved his hand: "Yes! Yang Xun stays, everyone else should go back!"

Zhang Liang is originally the young leader of the Black Fish Tribe, and he can still control his temperament. His gestures and tone of voice can convince people that this new leader must also be an extraordinary person.

Everyone just felt a little regretful that they couldn't get to know each other well in front of the new owner.

After everyone left, Zhang Liang said: "We are familiar with each other here. Let's take the owner around and introduce him."

"Yes, Lord Owner."

Yang Xun respectfully led Zhang Liang to the insect farm. In fact, Zhang Liang wanted to see what the so-called insect farm looked like. Don't forget that he, the owner of the insect farm, didn't even know what an insect farm looked like.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing in front of the boss?

After a while, Zhang Liang saw square fields one after another, each about two hundred meters long and wide. It was a bit like a salt flat producing salt for drying, except that the sea water here was deeper. The gaps between the fields were larger and they were separated from each other.

About ten meters or more.

Just listen to Yang Xun said: "Owner, our insect farm has a total of 625 insect fields on the shore. In the insect field, there are a mixture of advanced spiritual insects and ordinary spiritual insects. The coast extends for ten miles, and some ordinary spiritual insects are mixed in the seaside insect farm.

Insects, all spiritual insects that are born into advanced levels will be caught."

Zhang Liang pretended to be calm and nodded: "What varieties do you raise?"

Yang Xun said respectfully: "We mainly raise golden swallow-tailed horseshoe crabs, sea cockroaches, sword water fleas, sea yellow scorpions, spiritual blood ants, ruby ​​sea locusts, and tiger-spotted centipedes, which we have the most experience in breeding in the insect farm."

Zhang Liang said, except for sea cockroaches, sword water fleas and swallow-tailed horseshoe crabs, I have only seen the others in books. However, what is the purpose of raising so many spiritual insects in an insect farm? Raising one species to the extreme is no better than raising a large number of them.

Is it stacked well?

Zhang Liang hummed and asked again: "Why are there so many types?"

Yang Xun said quickly: "Master, there is nothing we can do about this. Immortal Farm has a demand for all kinds of spiritual insects. If our insect farm wants to make a profit, we can only raise some of everything."

"Oh, it turns out it's to make money."

Zhang Liang understood immediately. Although he was no expert, he also knew that when it comes to raising insects, don't be greedy for too many. One species raised to the extreme is better than hundreds of thousands of species.

Yang Xun hesitated to speak, but he didn't know the character of the new owner and didn't dare to say anything, so he didn't say anything.

Zhang Liang noticed that Yang Xun was hesitant to speak, but he didn't care because the reason was obviously a simple lack of money.

Zhang Liang: "You said tiger-spotted centipedes are the best to raise, but why is the insect farm still poorly managed?"

Yang Xun said with a sense of complaint: "Owner, our farm is indeed good at tiger-spotted centipedes... However, some people couldn't stand the temptation of other insect farms, so they took refuge in others with their most exquisite insect-raising skills. So much so.

, in other people’s insect farms, the tiger-spotted centipedes are raised more and more, and the more they are raised, the better they are, which greatly encroaches on our market... After all, we are leaderless, we can’t compete but we dare not compete!”

"Oh, traitor?"

Yang Xun blushed and responded dryly: "Yes."

Zhang Liang smiled and didn't care. He didn't plan to raise tiger-spotted centipedes anyway. Since this market has been occupied, forget it.

Zhang Liangdao: "Tell me more about the current breeding situation of various spiritual insects in the insect farm."

Speaking of this, Yang Xun immediately became energetic and said quickly: "Master, we don't care about ordinary spiritual insects, the number cannot be counted. Speaking of advanced spiritual insects, the most numerous ones are sea cockroaches and sword water fleas, first-order low-grade spiritual insects

The number of insects exceeds 10,000, the number of first-grade middle-grade insects exceeds 800, and the number of first-grade high-grade insects exceeds fifty. Then there are the golden swallow-tailed horseshoe crabs, and the number of first-grade low-grade insects exceeds 3,000..."

After talking for a long time, Yang Xun came to the last one: "Spiritual blood ants are currently the smallest in number. There are only 121 low-grade first-class ants, and only one mid-grade first-class..."

Zhang Liang thought for a while and then asked: "How do you feed spiritual insects on weekdays?"

Yang Xun: "Different spiritual insects have different feeding methods. For example, sea cockroaches are omnivores. We will purchase them at the port and rotate a variety of ordinary fish every day for a month, and feed them with sea mud and some seaweed..."

Before Yang Xun could finish speaking, Zhang Liang said: "Ordinary fish? Don't feed ferocious beasts?"

Yang Xun immediately smiled bitterly: "Owner, it's not that we don't want to feed him, it's just... we can't afford to feed him!"

"What's the price of spiritual insects on the market?"

Yang Xun: "The rarer it is, the higher the value. The price of blood ants is the highest among all. The sea cockroach is the cheapest. The price of a first-grade high-grade sea cockroach is less than 50 spirit stones, which is just enough to afford it.

Three first-grade middle-grade spiritual blood ants. And one first-grade high-grade spiritual blood ant can buy four first-grade high-grade sea cockroaches.”

Zhang Liang opened his mouth slightly, that is to say, the price of a first-level high-grade spiritual blood ant is as high as nearly 200 spiritual stones. What kind of outrageous insect, the price is so high, it is terrifying.

Thinking back to the time when Ye Qingling's spiritual insect guide suddenly spewed out thousands of second-order low-grade spiritual blood ants, how much would it cost? Wouldn't it be worth millions of spiritual stones?

No wonder you can get a body-fixing charm worth thousands of spiritual stones as soon as you ask for it.

Zhang Liang paused and said, "Are all the 625 insect fields full now?"

"This... no, no. There are still more than 300 vacant blocks."

"Yeah! It's quite honest. Okay, no more shopping. Yang Xun..."

"The old slave is here."

Hearing that Zhang Liang seemed to be giving an order, Yang Xun immediately bowed and prepared to accept the order.

"From today on, only sea cockroaches and spiritual blood ants will be left in the insect farm. All other spiritual insects will be captured. I will give you half a month to handle this matter. In half a month, come to the farm owner's house to find me."

"ah?"

"You still don't accept the order?"
Chapter completed!