Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 228 [Little Bamboo Canal]

   Fang Changbian lived in Nanping Mountain.

  The sky here is bright and clear, not as hot as the mountain, and the surrounding is very quiet.

  Standing in the small courtyard, you can look back at the lush green Nanping Mountain, look forward to the mountain village with scattered houses, and the irregular rice fields below the mountain like spider webs.

  Sang Ziping’s life as a master and apprentice is very simple. Apart from studying and practicing hard, he goes to the mountains to collect herbs and treats the villagers.

It's not all free, people who come to see a doctor, according to their own conditions, bring a few fish, a piece of meat, or a bucket of grain as a reward for seeking medical treatment. Down.

   Often at this time, Sang Ziping is in charge of diagnosis and treatment, and his apprentice helps him or grabs medicine. Sang Ziping's level of medical treatment is good. Although it can't be said that the medicine can cure the disease, but he wants to treat the disease, so he is very famous in ten miles and eight villages.

   But Fang Chang did not go to watch them see a doctor.

  Although he dressed himself as a quack before returning to his original attire.

  Nanping Mountain also produces large bamboos. Fang Chang had nothing to do, so he took a machete from Sang Ziping's master and apprentice, went to the mountain where there was no owner, and brought back a large bundle of bamboo, and then removed the branches and leaves.

  Just as he was cutting open the bamboo and removing the knots, Mu Anning finished his work and appeared beside him.

   "Mr. Fang, let's eat!"

   "Okay, I'm coming."

  Fang Chang stopped his movements, took the machete thrown aside in his hand, followed Mu Anning down the mountain, and walked towards the small courtyard where the cooking smoke gradually dissipated.

  There are many beautiful scenery along the way. The clouds and mist are closely connected with the stream, covering the source of the ding-dong sound. Occasionally, deer and roe come out of the fog. Subconsciously ignore Fang Chang, but when he sees Mu Anning, he suddenly walks away. They looked delicious, and Fang Chang was ready to hunt one and share it with Sang Ziping and his apprentice.

  Mu Anning asked curiously, "What are you going to do with the bamboo?"

  Fang Chang smiled and said: "The water in Nanping Mountain is really good, but seeing you always go up the mountain and go far to find the mountain spring to carry water back, it is too hard."

  Hearing the question of fetching water, Mu Anning said:

"It's natural. The spring water on the mountain is clean and sweet. It's good for making tea, let alone eating it. But the village is not dug deep, and it's full of stones. Although it makes the foundation of the house solid, it can't be helped. Drill the well."

   "Although the water in the pool at the foot of the mountain is good, the water quality is far inferior to that on the mountain. Therefore, those who are a little more diligent in the village will go up the mountain to fetch water, and the rest will go up for a while to get water from the mountain stream."

  But he was still curious about what Mr. Fang did with these bamboos.

  Just listen to Fang Chang said next to him: "Anyway, I have nothing to do, I plan to use it to guide water down from the mountain, so that there will be uninterrupted flow of water every day, so as not to always have to climb up."

   "Sir, this idea is good, why didn't we think of it before!"

Mu Anning was still a young man with a very active mind. After a little thought, he knew what Fang Chang was going to do, and then he asked cheerfully, "Sir, can I work with you on this bamboo canal? I know the roads on the mountain very well. I usually do Shun Liu chopping bamboo."

   "Of course, but doesn't your master need your help?"

"There are not many people who come to see the doctor. They say that they want me to fight, but they actually let me learn medical skills. Master usually doesn't care about what I do. He said that our school has been like this for generations. In the future, I will go down the mountain by myself. Do it yourself, realize it, and think about how to go.”

  Sang Ziping had already prepared lunch, and he didn't see each other, so it was just their usual meal.

  There are some green vegetables that can't be seen near Yunzhong Mountain, which are fried with small pieces of meat oil, and the green is bright and bright on the plate. There is a small piece of fresh fish in the bowl, together with scallions and garlic cloves, it is cooked thoroughly, and the salt sauce is very rich. In addition, there are a few small pieces of pickled vegetables on the plate, almost every meal, and the crispy ones are very delicious.

  The staple food is rice, because this is a rice-growing area, but this method is very unique. First, the rice is boiled, then drained, most of the rice is steamed in a wooden barrel, and the remaining rice and rice soup are boiled together into porridge. Although it takes a little work, both rice and porridge taste delicious.

   "Master, I will go up the mountain with Mr. Fang in the afternoon."

"good."

  Sang Ziping didn't ask him what he was going to do, whether it was his apprentice or Mr. Fang, they were reassuring and there was no need to worry about it.

  After dinner, Fang Chang and Mu Anning walked up the mountain with tools.

After splitting all the bamboo that Fang Chang had cut in half, and removing the knots, Fang Chang straightened up and said to Mu Anning next to him, "Let's take these with us and go up, and choose a suitable water source first. "

"Um!"

  Mu Anning was quick with his hands and feet, and soon together with Fang Chang, **** the treated bamboo.

  However, the young man has low cultivation and low strength, so he only carried a small part of it, and Fang Chang carried most of the bamboo on his back.

  He asked Mu Anning:

   "It's better to have enough water flow, so as not to stop the water flow when it's rare."

   "Don't worry, sir, I have a good place here, which is very suitable for diverting water." Mu Anning was very excited, climbing the mountain quickly, but Fang Chang would always carry a large bundle of bamboo that had been split in half, and follow him steadily. After all, Fang Chang has excellent foot strength, and he has been living in the mountains for the past few years.

  The two of them passed a long distance together. Mu Anning, who led the way, didn't care about some streams. He led Fang Chang until he walked halfway up the mountain.

"right here."

  Fang Chang looked and found several springs bubbling out, converging together, and descending the mountain.

  Not far away, the water flows on a smooth and steep slope, forming a small waterfall. The steep **** is compact in stone, clean in appearance, free of soil and weeds beside it, and no tangled branches covering it.

  The splash of water glistened in the sun, Fang Chang stepped forward and took a sip:

   "It really tastes good!"

  He put down the bundle of bamboo on his back, and together with Mu Anning, he cut down many tree branches and inserted them into the crevices of rocks or in the soil to secure them. Each piece of bamboo is supported by two branches, with the groove facing upwards and vertically overlapping, and it is quickly spread out dozens of feet.

   "Try first."

   Under Mu Anning's expectant eyes, Fang Chang moved the bamboo at the waterfall into the water.

  The torrential water flowing down from above rushed into the ditch in an instant. The water flowed down along the paved bamboo canal, rushing down from the exit several tens of feet away, and hitting the ground.

   "Well, it really works. Let's cut more bamboo and try to get it into the yard in a few days."

   "Good Mr. Fang!"

  Seeing this scene, Mu Anning was overjoyed, immediately picked up the tools, and was about to go into the bamboo forest with Fang Chang to fell.

  He couldn't wait for the completion of this new thing.

  The behavior of the two attracted many curious animals. They gathered not far away, boldly watching the two busy humans.

   I left for Shanghai in the early hours of yesterday, returned the same day after a busy day, and arrived home in the early hours of this morning, so I didn’t have time to code. I get up very late in the morning, go to work when I get up, and get free at night.

  (end of this chapter)