In the next few days, Qin Feng followed Ninth Uncle, holding the compass, and ran to who knew how many mountains.
As Ninth Uncle had said, it was not easy to find a good place with good Feng Shui. They were not conmen. After taking Ren Fa's money, they naturally had to help him find a good place with good Feng Shui.
After finding a good cemetery, all that was left was to choose a good day to be buried.
Qin Feng heaved a sigh of relief after he buried the ashes of Old Master Ren. Following Ninth Uncle around every day, Qin Feng had really gained a lot of knowledge. For things like cultivation, the truth came from practice. It was really not good to talk about it on paper.
"Ninth Uncle, thank you!"
Ren Fa felt relaxed after the old man's ashes were buried. His face looked more energetic and he looked more energetic.
Ren Tingting nodded in agreement." Isn't that so? Look at Qin Feng. He's already dark."”
"Yes, yes!"
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai nodded in agreement. Qin Feng had indeed turned black in the face of the wind and the sun. They still thought that Qin Feng was silly. It was such a hot day, so why couldn't he just stay in the mortuary? Not only was she tired from running around with Ninth Uncle, but she was also completely dark.
Qin Feng smiled and didn't mind. He was a big man, how could he get a black mark?
Ren Tingting poked Qin Feng's arm with her finger and said,""My father and I will go to Provincial City tomorrow morning. You will send us off, right?”
"Are we really leaving?"
When Wen Cai heard this, the smile on his face immediately disappeared.
Qin Feng and Qiu Sheng looked at each other helplessly. Unrequited love was the most pitiful!
"Yes!"
Ren Tingting nodded.
Ren Fa looked at Ninth Uncle and hesitated for a moment before saying,""Ninth Uncle, is there a cellar in the mortuary?”
"Yes!"
Ninth Uncle nodded and looked at Ren Fa in confusion. Ren Town belonged to the north. How many northerners did not have cellars? Ninth Uncle was also used to storing some food in the cellar.
Ren Fa reminded,"Then store more rice, wheat, and other food."”
"Why do we need to store food? Isn't there a bumper harvest this year?"
Qiu Sheng looked at Ren Fa in confusion. The Ren Family Town was located at the border and was rich in natural resources. They could basically produce their own rice and wheat and rarely needed to buy food from outside.
Moreover, the mortuary usually stored some rice, flour, and other food, and the amount would not be too much. Anyway, he would spend money to buy it and buy it after eating it. There was no need to store it in large quantities. They had never stored rice or wheat before. These things were indeed stored for a long time. When they were eaten, they had to be processed, which was more troublesome.
Qin Feng looked at Ren Fa, and his eyes flashed. Some thoughts flashed through his mind. Ren Fa would never let Ninth Uncle store food for no reason. The Ren family's business was so big, and Ren Fa was the head of the Ren family. He had extraordinary knowledge. There must be a deeper meaning for him to let Ninth Uncle store food.
If it was not a year of disaster, then there was only one other possibility, which was that the war was intense. Not only did war cost money, but it also cost a lot of food.
Ninth Uncle knocked Qiusheng on the head and reprimanded him,""Brat, why are you interrupting when your elders are talking? How rude."
Ninth Uncle turned to Ren Fa and asked politely,""Why did Old Master Ren say that? Did you receive any news?"
They spent their days subduing demons and devils, so their sources of information were naturally not as good as Ren Fa's.
Ren Fa nodded and said seriously,""Yes! Yesterday, I just received news from the provincial capital that the situation is tense again. There's going to be a war again. Many rich families are storing food. I've already told the Ren family elders yesterday. If Ninth Uncle wants to store food, go to the county! It's cheaper in the county. I have a grain shop in the county. I'll ask them to charge the cost price and help you deliver the goods.”
"Alright, Old Master Ren is very thoughtful. I'll go to the county town to buy grain tomorrow.”
Ninth Uncle nodded. He naturally accepted Ren Fa's kindness in his heart. He told him such important news, but he didn't earn money and still helped deliver the goods.
"It's nothing. Ninth Uncle, you don't have to be my guest. Let's go together tomorrow!”
Ninth Uncle smiled and said goodbye to Ren Fa,""Master Ren, we'll take our leave first.”
Qin Feng and the others waved goodbye to the Ren father and daughter.
"Alright, don't look so sad. Why don't I treat the two of you to western tea at a western restaurant tomorrow afternoon?”Qin Feng looked at Wen Cai with his head lowered and his eyes red. He couldn't bear it and wanted to bring him out to relax and divert his attention.
"Really?"
Wen Caiqiu Sheng immediately stared at Qin Feng with bright eyes, afraid that he had misheard.
Qiusheng's family background was not bad. Although his aunt was rich, his aunt and Ninth Uncle kept his pocket money tight to prevent him from squandering it. The three of them usually only ate in the small restaurants in town to improve their food. Naturally, they would not go to places with high consumption like western restaurants.
There was no need to talk about Wencai. He was even poorer than Qiu Sheng. Uncle Nine would occasionally give him a dollar as pocket money. The rest of his income was the leftover change from daily purchases. Uncle Nine turned a blind eye and pretended not to know. This money was barely enough to be used as a daily allowance. It was simply wishful thinking to spend it in a western restaurant.
It was a rare opportunity, so Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng definitely couldn't bear to give it up. Hence, the two of them stared at Qin Feng without blinking, afraid that Qin Feng would lie to them.
Qin Feng felt a deep sense of powerlessness when he saw Wen Caiqiu's undisguised gaze.
"More real than gold!"
Looking at these two fellows with shining eyes, Qin Feng couldn't bear to disappoint them.
If it wasn't for the fact that he wanted to cheer Wencai up, he would only want to have a good rest and adjust himself. He really wouldn't be in the mood to go to a western restaurant and drink some western tea.
"Go, go! Young people, go and broaden your horizons!"
Helping the Ren family find a cemetery and bury the ashes of Old Master Ren, Ninth Uncle received a considerable reward. Naturally, he was in a good mood. Without thinking, he agreed to let his disciples see the world. He knew that Qin Feng did not lack the money.
"Master, are we really going to store food?" Qiu Sheng asked.
Ninth Uncle glared at him and said," Food is the most important thing for the people. If they don't store food, where will they buy food if they really fight? Not only us, but you should also pass on Old Master Ren's words to your aunt.”
They were not farmers. They had land and grain reserves at home. If a war really broke out, which family would not hide their grain tightly? The merchants had grain in their hands. There were no traitors or merchants. In the chaos of war, it would be strange if they did not take the opportunity to raise the grain prices.
"Master is right! This is called preparing for a rainy day!"
Qin Feng naturally agreed with Ninth Uncle. Rich families had the habit of storing grain. Knowing that there was going to be a war, they naturally saved more. Anyway, they did not lack money. Even if they did not need it, they could sell it as old grain next year for a little money.
"Master, I understand. I'll tell my aunt later.”
Ninth Uncle took out the reward that Ren had given them and stuffed a large sum of money into each of them. He said righteously,"I'll go to the county to buy grain tomorrow. After you send Tingting off, clean up the cellar. Also, use the reward this time to buy grain. I won't save it for you.。”
Although Ninth Uncle loved money, he would not covet his disciple's money. He had always been clear about money. He would never give his disciple less than what he should give.
For example, the gold bars that Ren had given Qin Feng and him previously, he directly asked Qin Feng to keep them because those gold bars had nothing to do with the relocation of the burial. Wen Caiqiu did not contribute, so naturally, he should not divide the money.
"Got it, Master."
Qin Feng and the other two hurriedly agreed.
Qin Feng looked at their backs and thought that this chaotic situation would last for decades. Should he store more food to be prepared? Although the mortuary had a cellar, it could not be stored for a long time.
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