Is It Possible That Farming Is The Real Cultivation Of Immortals?

Looking at the entire Yongxian Town, most people also use pottery.

Hanging glazed pottery, between pottery and porcelain.

Porcelain can only be used by those of the Geng family and the Zhi family.

Or those famous restaurants and inns, or Lingguan office~.

For the rest of the people, ordinary inns use pottery.

This hanging glazed pottery is a hanging glazed pottery, and the red and purple enamel texture on the hanging glazed pottery is unusual.

This color, bright red and purple, is really top-notch.

"Do you know Master Huai Kui?" An Jia asked.

"I know, this real person is not ordinary, and his strength, character, and taste are first-class. However, he is a direct line of the eight meridians, and he did not ascend from the lower realm. Don't tell me

He is your godfather or master. "

"The village has spent several years of hard work, and there are twelve sets of hanging glazed pottery missing. The real Huaikui has to leave a set of tea sets. We are reluctant to use this set of casserole, bowls, and spoons. They will be dusted after leaving them alone. Understand?"

The shopkeeper picked up the glazed pottery, checked it, and knocked.

I only heard the sound of gold and iron, which was quite crisp.

If the firing is not good, there will be too many pores in it, and the sound will be dull.

Now this hanging glazed pottery shows that the material is good.

More importantly, its carcass is not thick, but it is extremely strong.

This shows that this thing has reached a high level.

So, this set of glazed pottery was sold for three hundred and fifty Lingji coins.

More than all the previous ones combined.

"Shopkeeper, I want something, you bring a pen and paper."

Before the shopkeeper's settlement, An Jia wrote down what she wanted.

In this way, after removing the ones you bought, the rest will be spiritual muscle money.

What he wanted was a catty of spiritual grain seeds, three tea tree seedlings, and spiritual potato seeds.

There are also iron pots, kitchen knives, scissors, rulers, and copper buckets for cooking soup in large pots.

One bolt of silk, two bolts of Gema, and one bolt of blue silk.

Some spices, needlework, and several pairs of cloth shoes.

These things are much cheaper, Huai Zong always spent twenty-nine spirit muscle money.

From the looks of it, Boss Zhou made a little money.

At the final checkout, Boss Zhou took out five hundred and fifty Lingji money directly.

Before An Jia left, she was given a set of old clothes.

There is no way, his clothes are so tattered that even Boss Zhou can't stand it anymore.

When they left the door, they thought Ah Qi would be there, but unexpectedly he disappeared.

An Jia also ignored.

Although the clothes are old, they are at least intact and clean, with no patches.

An Jia found a place to change her clothes and went shopping with a basket of things on her back.

He looked east and took a closer look, and found that this place is really prosperous.

It was so prosperous that it even made him feel heinous.

There are places like brothels here, and it seems that there is no shortage of customers!

He wanted to go in, but he was afraid of getting sick, so after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.

Stroll all the way, walk around and have a look, flowing clouds and flowing water......

When passing by the bookstore, he couldn't move and stopped.

After ghosts entered, they were directly shocked by the starting price of these books at 100 yuan.

The shopkeeper has a booklet with the name and introduction of the book written on it.

It turns out that most of the books sold here are "Famen".

It can be seen that most of them are parallel imports.

For the method of the Eight Classics, one hundred Lingji coins start, one thousand Lingji coins cap, how can there be such a cheap thing?

Especially when the "fire alchemy" in it was seven hundred Lingji coins, he almost laughed.

Then I quit the bookstore.

Not long after he left the house, he bumped into a figure.

This figure is full of smell, and it is still tattered.

When she said "I'm sorry" and was about to leave, An Jia grabbed her hair and dragged her back.

"What do you want! Let me go!" she yelled directly.

This call immediately attracted the people around.

People around watched and pointed.

An Jia looked at this woman and couldn't help frowning, she was so dark and ugly.

At first glance, it looks like the same bottle as the key.

Regardless of the eyes of the people around him, he reached out and touched the woman's arms.

"Indecent! Help!" the woman screamed.

Then, An Jia directly took out her money bag and let her go.

The people around are pointing at this woman.

I heard that this woman did this kind of thing here, not once or twice.

"Hurry up, young man, they are in the same group, don't cause trouble." A nearby person reminded.

It was already late during the conversation, and a few beggars who looked strong but were covered in rags pushed aside the crowd.

The black-faced woman pointed at An Jia and said, "Brother! That's him, that's him! Molested me!"

After finishing speaking, he whispered a few words.

An Jia heard those few words, and he looked at the money bag in his hand.

With a playful smile, he raised his hand and raised his purse.

"Damn it! How dare you molested my sister! You all saw it! I'm going to break his leg today!"

The leader of the beggar shouted loudly, and the rest of the beggars gathered around An Jia.

The people who watched the excitement were just people who watched the excitement, and stayed away one after another.

The beggar leader forced towards An Jia.

At the same time, the beggar behind An Jia struck with a straight stick.

"Be careful!" A voice erupted from the crowd of onlookers.

An Jia neither dodges nor dodges.

When the stick arrived behind him, the big fist in front also grabbed it.

In an instant, a burst of gangster energy surged under his skin.

boom!

Fists and sticks fall.

The stick broke.

An Jia raised his hand to push away the fist of the beggar leader.

"Didn't you eat? You don't even have the strength to beat people, and you still come out to join the gang of beggars?"

Hearing his sarcasm, the suffering chief was startled.

"Ideas are tricky, let's do it together!"

Immediately, five or six beggars around rushed forward with sticks.

An Jia looked at them slowly, feeling helpless.

This person doesn't have as many bamboo tubes in the sword pile, and his speed is not as fast as the bamboo tube in the sword pile.

I think so, these people can really eat and clothe themselves warmly, why should Tian be a beggar?

If you don't have enough to eat and don't wear warm clothes, how can you have enough blood and energy?

Although they are all spiritual clothes that climbed up from the lower realms.

Those who are willing to work and have enough to eat are completely different from those who are unwilling to work honestly and would rather be beggars.

Well, think about it this way, these beggars are so slow and weak.....

Also very reasonable.

He is different. He eats a lot, exercises a lot and does a lot of work every day. He reacts quickly and has great strength.

That makes sense, right?

It makes sense.

An Jia who plays with the sword pile every day, moves his feet lightly to avoid it easily.

When the beggar leader came back to his senses, he turned his head and saw a big fist.

boom!

With this punch, the beggar leader flew five meters straight, rolled to the ground and screamed.

The rest of the beggars were also - beaten to the ground.

As for the black-faced woman, An Jia stepped forward...

"Don't hit me! I was forced too!"

Snapped!

A slap directly knocked her to the ground.

"If you are forced, go to him, don't come to me."

"Since you have found it, you have to consider the consequences."

"Were you born to your mother? Didn't your mother teach you?"

"Mongrel."

An Jia shook her hand, fearing that things would become serious, she left the crowd and walked out.

People around applauded.

"Young hero is good at punishing rape and eradicating evil, can you leave your name?"

...asking for flowers......

"good man."

"Oh~ So it's Dai Haoren Dai Shaoxia."

An Jia almost staggered and fell to the ground.

What is this peerless empty ear, the cochlea should not be given to others.

Unexpectedly, after saying this, "Shao Xia Dai Hao" was blocked all around.

This is really too sloppy.

Someone said that they wanted to invite An Jia to dinner.

Some people said that An Jia should be invited to drink.

An Jia said he had to hurry home.

Someone asked, where is my home, and I will visit you another day.

An Jia said that the whole world is home, why should we know each other when we meet each other.

As a result, there was a rumor in Yongxian Town that "the hard fist is the best way to beat Dai Haoren".

People gave him the nickname "Jinghongke".

Compared with the work in Xiancun facing the loess and back to the sky, there are more entertainment in the town.

People here are also richer and need more fun.

More means something, such as a topic.

This point is the same everywhere, the topic is talked about, and it is also fired.

Huaizhen rode a crane back, but did not dare to go home, and went directly to the court to deal with official business.

It's understandable not to go home for one day, and it's okay for two days, but it's not right for three days in a row.

Sure enough, before the third day arrived, his wife came directly to find him.

As soon as he came in, he saw that the palace secretary was idle.

When I came in, I asked a little bit, and the Lingguan said that I was not busy at all recently.

Then, when I came to Huaizhen, I saw him sleeping during the day.

"Get up! Where's my daughter!"

The wife was so angry that she picked up a glass of water and poured it over.

Huai Zhen woke up and knew that she couldn't hide it, so she could only tell the truth.

He didn't go home these few days, and he wanted to wait for news from the two families, but there was no news.

Now that the wife came to the door, she could only be criticized.

As soon as the wife heard that her daughter was lost, she immediately felt ill.

"This is the palace secretary... If you quarrel... can you..."

Huai Zhen helplessly hinted to his wife, almost explicitly.

"Okay, whenever your daughter comes back, you can come back." The wife said.

Huai Zhen breathed a sigh of relief: "Then why don't you come back for the rest of your life?"

"I'll pretend I've never seen you in my life."

"What are you doing? She is not a child, what danger can she have in this blessed land?"

"But don't you know what you did yourself?"

"Then do you know that even if I seal her three spells, she can still beat people and be restless?"

"I do not care."

"Yes, you don't care, it's because you are used to it, that's why you are like this today.

"It's all my fault, what did you usually do?"

"Yes! Then blame me for everything! Damn me!"

Family ugliness should not be publicized, this is an extra rule in quarrels.

But right now, Huai Zhen saw that his face was torn apart, and he stopped pretending, and directly showed the majesty of the head of the family.

A real man should be like this.

After being yelled at like this, his wife kept silent and looked at him for a while, then turned around and left.

"Don't come back if you have the guts." Huai Zhen snorted coldly.

After his wife left, Huaizhen went to work calmly.

All kinds of official affairs are handled with ease, as always.

"Master, why don't you persuade my wife like this?"

The next Lingguan took the opportunity to submit the document to persuade.

"Shouldn't she come to persuade me? This woman has no rules and needs to be taught. Remember, you can't be used to it."

"Master... is...

"There's nothing important here, I'll go to Huaiming's to have some tea, and you can take care of things.

"Understood, Master."

As soon as Huaizhen came out of the gate of the palace secretary, he looked around and saw no one, so he ran straight to the mansion at home.

...work....