Chapter 591: Chapter 323: Fox Mountain Flush with Cash, Unruly High-Order Script
Under the dark clouds, the fierce wind blows.
At the foot of Fox Mountain, in a golden location, within a fertile medicinal field.
Ten foxes, either guarding the stone slot, holding a stone hammer to pound medicine, carrying shovels to loosen the soil, or checking the newly laid water and fertilizer pipelines.
"Ying, ying, ying!"
Po Po Rain reminds his fellow disciples once again to walk carefully!
The newly sprouted tender Southern Red Beans are still very weak, so don’t step on them!
"Ow, ow, ow!"
Even Pineapple Bun reminds his fellow disciples to lift their tails while walking!
Just in case the tail accidentally brushes against them, the tender Southern Red Beans won’t be able to handle it!
Swoosh...
A car drives up, Bai Mo gets out, carrying overalls, a Butterfly Knot, and Small and Big Eyes, entering the medicinal field. Smiling, he takes a lap to check the disciples’ work. Using Divine Sense, he focuses on the Southern Red Bean for observation.
He had observed it when the seeds were just planted.
Observing again now, he has new insights.
Nearby, Po Po Rain and a few disciples surround the small seedling, digging a huge circular pit.
Bucket after bucket of golden medicinal soup is poured in as if it costs nothing.
Its development speed is somewhat mysterious.
With adequate nutrition, it can grow a bit faster.
To put it bluntly... it requires burning money.
"It just so happens that our Fox Mountain industry is upgrading, and we are temporarily not short of money.
"Just pour it in as much as you want."
The fox disciples feel slightly distressed... these buckets of golden medicinal soup are the top-grade No. 16 fertilizer of Fox Mountain. A typical medicinal field would only need one bucket per acre per month.
But now, bucket after bucket is being poured on this Southern Red Bean.
It’s hard to say how much nutrition the Southern Red Bean sapling is absorbing... but the surrounding soil is visibly soaking up the rich golden yellow!
"Ying, ying, ying!"
Despite the heartache, Po Po Rain’s fox claws do not slow down, with a "woosh," pouring another bucket into the circular trench.
The fertilizer fed to the Southern Red Bean isn’t ordinary consumption; it’s called an investment!
Investment requires generosity!
"Once the Southern Red Beans produce new seeds and yield Primordial Immortal Qi, then my seed container should also be complete."
...
The night wind howls, the night is deep and dense.
In the dormitory hall.
Bai Mo and his fox disciples start today’s television shopping again.
"Is this chair also a torture device?"
Bai Mo lies comfortably on a big rocking chair, as if in the clouds.
A bit confused, is this thing also a torture device stolen by Little Volcano?
More than ten fox disciples rush to squeeze onto the chair, either lying in the master’s arm, on his belly, or crowding onto his shoulder, watching the live broadcast and shopping together.
"Ying, ying, ying!"
Whether it’s a torture device or not, they don’t really know, but it’s built anyway!
The disciples who can’t find a spot quickly gather around, trying to stay close to the master, sitting on the ground watching the live broadcast together.
Inside today’s small temple.
Tie Shiba looks nervous and asks the secretary questions.
"Are you sure?
"The mold for that metal soft rope was bought by the West State Boss?"
The secretary, holding a small fridge, looks pale.
"Yes... yes indeed.
"A cup of fishy-smelling spirit medicine is right here in this small fridge... um..."
Tie Shiba pauses for a moment.
"That’s it, we sold a counterfeit product.
"That metal soft rope, the mold... it can’t be used.
"The soft rope made from it doesn’t meet the strength standards at all!"
...
On Fox Mountain.
Bai Mo and the disciples are all puzzled.
A rope purely composed of intricate metal components is handed to Bai Mo by the disciples.
Sure enough, Fox Mountain’s imitation factory is incredibly efficient, and this item has already been made!
Bai Mo lowers his head and examines the rope.
It’s cool and smooth, with tiny parts on the surface like scales, feeling like a metal snake.
He gently pulls it to test its strength, discovering it’s actually quite good, the greater the deformation, the higher the strength, and the greater the elasticity!
"Hmm? Isn’t this pretty good?"
The foxes are also perplexed.
Quanquan Hu and White Ears didn’t get a spot next to the master, so they sit on the ground in front of him.
They are equally puzzled.
The rope is fine!
It’s their excavation team’s new high-altitude safety rope, and it works great!
Bai Mo and the disciples look up at the screen.
Listening to Tie Shiba’s gloomy speech.
"This rope... was actually designed by Professor Gu from Shangjing, it’s a really great design.
"But the key... our alloy materials don’t meet the strength required by this rope!"
This issue wasn’t discovered during the design phase.
When they started the test production of the rope, everyone realized it was problematic!
But by the time they noticed, the mold had already been bought from the small temple!
"If the West State Boss uses this thing, if he uses metal... sigh! If it messes him up, it’ll be embarrassing!"
At this moment, Tie Shiba is restless, frowning and clenching his jaws, pondering how to remedy this matter.
...
Fox Mountain dormitory hall.
Bai Mo suddenly understands.
"Metal strength?"
That’s a minor issue!
The Immortal Dao Metal from Fox Mountain far exceeds the strength of mundane alloys. The rope made with it is top quality.
Tie Shiba is worrying for nothing.
Just then, a large pocket next to him sets its eyes on another set of molds, holding a cup of "fish mint apple skin chili water," tugging at the master’s sleeve, speaking in fox language.
"Ying, ying, ying, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow..."
Bai Mo nods with a smile.
"Alright, go ahead.
"Buy that set of molds back. Don’t let Tie Shiba worry."
...
The disciples are beaming with joy, their fox claws playing with the newly purchased molds.
Tie Shiba over there is also relaxing again.
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