Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

"Haha, it's a pleasure to meet you, and you're back from Long'an Mansion?"

Fang Chang was eating noodles, when he saw Xie Guang'an, who was busy in the world, come up to say hello, he said with a smile.

"Yeah, it takes decades for such a thing as a delivery, one day, two days to go, so as not to miss the client's business, so as to maintain a living and provide food for the whole family. .When there are no holidays, you can only rest for a day if there is an extra odd number day in the month of the previous day."

"Good job."

"Thank you, thank you, let's eat noodles."

The two exchanged a few words, and buried themselves in eating the mutton noodles as thin as cicada's wings with chopped green onion and sesame oil.

In fact, it can be seen that Xie Guangan's income is much better than that of ordinary farmers. After all, the mutton noodles are a few cents more expensive than tofu noodles and sesame sauce noodles. Being able to eat them often shows that his family is well off.

Pouring the last few drops of soup in the bowl into his mouth, Fang Chang quietly used the descaling technique on his mouth, and then asked the side: "Old Xie, I haven't gone out for more than half a year. Is there any big news in the world recently?"

Seeing Fang Chang's question, Huaifeng Lao Xie became interested, he swallowed the face in his mouth, and said happily:

"Trouble broke out in several western state capitals. The chief officials accused each other of rebellion, and the army was attacking each other, but the court didn't care about it." Speaking of this, Xie Guangan's brows and eyes had a trace of worry.

Fang Chang didn't change his expression, just wrote it down secretly, and then he asked: "Is there anything else?"

"There are several prefectures in the far north. There were floods and droughts, and the harvest was lost. Fortunately, there is no shortage of food in the Changping warehouse. In recent years, the management has been strict, and the deficit is very small, so there will be no famine. Then there is the southeast. , there was a typhoon, and the production was reduced a lot, but we can still survive."

"In comparison, the prefectures of our Jingzhou and Yangzhou in the east have been considered to have good weather and good weather in recent years, with good harvests year after year, thanks to God's reward of food..." During the words, Xie Guangan did not delay eating, and put the food in the rice bowl. The noodles were all eaten, not even a chopped green onion was left.

As a porter, Lao Xie is well-informed, and Fang Chang learned about the situation from him, and then said goodbye:

"Thank you for letting me know. I'm planning to go to Huaifeng Mansion, so I'll take my leave."

Xie Guang'an was surprised and said: "Oh? Mister is going to Huaifeng Mansion too? It's getting late, why don't you rest in the town for a night and walk together tomorrow morning."

"Thank you, but there's no need." Fang Chang said with a smile, he was not afraid of walking at night, and he didn't need to rest.

After negotiating with the stall owner, I said goodbye to Lao Xie, and went to a nearby stall to buy a few tiger pancakes, wrapped them in straw paper provided, and stuffed them into my back bag.

Then he walked towards the tavern at the head of town.

"Shopkeeper, top up."

Fang Chang untied the new gourd from his waist and placed it on the counter.

"Okay, what kind of wine do you want, sir?"

"The kind that's mentioned in ten cents—if there's no price increase here."

"Guest officer, don't worry, it hasn't gone up, it hasn't gone up. This year's grain price is quite stable, and the top-notch wine is still ten cents a mention." The tavern manager said, then opened the lid of the waist-high wine jar, inserted a funnel into the gourd, and counted According to the quantity, fill up the gourd with one drink and one drink.

"Six mentions are more, guest officer, you can give sixty Wen."

Fang Chang nodded, took the gourd, put a handful of copper coins on the counter, tied the wine gourd around his waist again, and walked out of the shop.

After the harvest, there are more people in and out of the tavern than before.

There were even a few stout peasants standing outside the tavern with bowls in their hands, chatting relaxedly in the afterglow of the setting sun. Their necks were dark red after sun exposure, and their hands had thick calluses, obviously from years of hard work.

It can be seen that at least for this place, this year is another good year.

Fang Chang left here from the south of Huqiao Town, turned west along the official road, and walked through the wilderness. Anyway, Fucheng didn't open the door at night, so he simply slowed down and arrived at Huaifengfufucheng at dawn.

The city gate creaked open, the drawbridge was lowered, and the gatekeepers stretched their waists, and began to sit beside rattan baskets to collect city fees.

Fang Chang paid a copper, and entered the city of Huaifeng Mansion together with the farmers who came to the city in the morning to sell vegetables and fruits.

There are row upon row of buildings on both sides, no different from the last time I came here. Compared with ordinary small towns, Gein's building change speed is much slower.

He walked slowly on the street. As a cultivator, Fang Chang has no worries about survival. He doesn't have to be as busy as those people who are begging for a living next to him, and he doesn't have to be like those who pass by. The townspeople generally have fresh vegetables in a hurry.

"Eh?"

There is a new courtyard on the side of the main road, and the plaque on it is "Liu's Mansion".

Although the gate and the courtyard wall are very new, obviously recently built, and the specifications are not low, and the courtyard is prosperous, but in Fang Chang's eyes, there is a sense of familiarity for no reason.

Recalling the last experience in Huaifeng Mansion, Fang Chang smiled.

It seems that this is the new home of the scholar Liu Xiuwen and the white fox demon Hu Xueqiu. It is estimated that Liu Xiuwen is a successful student and has already made a name for himself.

I hope he will be a good official and a useful person in this world...

He kept walking, passing by the Liu Mansion and moving forward.

While walking, Fang Chang suddenly felt something. Looking back, two tall horses, pulling a richly decorated carriage, was parked at the gate of the Liu Mansion in the distance. With support, he is in good shape.

Fang Chang had good eyesight and could tell that this was the wife of the Liu family, Hu Xueqiu. He smiled and turned his head to continue looking for the shop.

Everyone has their own karma, it seems that this white fox demon is doing well.

later.

The lady of the Liu family was about to enter the gate, when she suddenly felt something, she turned her head to the far side of the street on the left, and took a deep look.

The little maid next to her noticed it and asked, "Ma'am, what are you looking at?"

"nothing."

Hu Xueqiu, already known as Mrs. Liu, smiled slightly, turned her head and entered the gate.

After Liu Xiuwen was a Jinshi in high school, he had already entered the Hanlin Academy to study general affairs, and lived separately from her. This new house was very deserted.

Hu Xueqiu is planning, after settling the affairs of the family, raising funds, and going to Beijing to find her husband.

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For many people, the old people they can meet have seen this firm when they were young. From this point of view, AEON can be called a "time-honored brand".

Seeing the door plaque of this business not far ahead, Fang Chang stopped lightly. This time there were people inside, and the door was not closed like last time.

After thinking about it, he played a little trick.

If there are ordinary people nearby who pay attention, they can see that this white-clothed man has suddenly changed into a businessman's attire, with a travel-savvy and shrewd face, and the package behind him looks huge, and I don't know what goods are in it.

Stepping into the door, Fang Chang grabbed a fellow at random and asked:

"Brother, where is your shopkeeper?"

There might be another one tonight.

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