Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 264 [Meet an old friend again in the market]

  Mai Zijing followed the two of them slowly, and sat down in a nearby teahouse.

  They deliberately chose a quiet corner to prevent the conversation from affecting ordinary people, and then Chang Fang paid for two pots of tea and poured them for Sang Ziping and Maizijing.

Seeing the action of the other party paying and pouring tea, Mai Zijing finally felt the friendliness of the other party and relaxed a little, but his hands still held the teacup tightly. Because the cup was full of boiling water, it smelled like a wheat field under the summer sun It came out—he was still very nervous.

  Sang Ziping comforted by the side:

   "We really don't have any malicious intentions. We just like to listen to stories. Seeing that you are quite extraordinary, we are curious, so we came to get to know you. This is not a lie."

  Wheat essence wondered:

   "Extraordinary? The two of you seem to be well-informed. A little demon like me, who is inexperienced, should have seen a lot. There is nothing extraordinary."

  Beside Fang Chang shook his head and explained: "It's just a deviation in feeling, don't underestimate yourself."

"Okay." Mai Zijing was a little helpless, and introduced himself: "I have been in Xia Kaihui for decades, and I have been incarnate for a few years. I have wandered around the world a lot, and I also named myself Mai Fengrao. No Do you know who the two are?"

   "The one at the bottom is called Sang Ziping, who is an idle practitioner in the Central Plains." Fang Chang said.

  The three greeted each other again, and then drank tea.

  Mai Fengrao couldn't help but be curious, and asked first: "I don't know why the two elders came to me? They said that I have 'uncommonness', so where is the extraordinary?"

  Fang Chang twirled the cup in his hand, and said with a smile: "First of all, a question is rather presumptuous. It is difficult for these crops harvested in the world to become fine. Why did you have the opportunity to practice?"

Hearing the words asking about his own roots, Mai Fengrao's face was full of embarrassment at first, and then he heard the opposite practitioner with a ruler pinned to his waist say: "It's just curiosity, and I don't want to get to the bottom of it. Just give me a rough description." .”

   may also root out!

  Hearing this wording, Mai Fengrao was shocked, and realized that the other party was comforting him.

However, there is really no value in confidentiality for him, so he didn't hide it, and told the two generously: "I didn't come from the farmland, but grew up in a sunny mountain, where the soil The fertile temperature is suitable and the light is good.”

"Perhaps it was a seed picked up by a flying bird somewhere, which fell into the soil and took root. I grew up in that valley. By coincidence, I opened my spiritual wisdom ignorantly and became a fairy. On the road of practice, after taking shape until today."

  After listening to what he said, Fang Chang and Sang Ziping were relieved of their doubts.

  Because for an annual grass plant like wheat, it will be harvested by farmers when it is just mature, and the world is still dominated by agriculture, and the products are not sufficient enough, and the people will not let go of any plant in the field. Even in the vast farmland, those who have spiritual wisdom will be injured by the sharp sickle in ignorance.

  After saying this, Mai Fengrao relaxed a bit, and he said to Fang Chang and Sang Ziping:

   "Are you two satisfied now?"

  Fang Chang smiled and said: "We are still curious."

   These words made Mai Fengrao tremble for a moment: "Why, what else is there?"

Looking at the other party's cup, Fang Chang copied the teapot on the side and poured tea for him. After he picked up the cup to calm down, he asked: "I have good eyesight, and I can see that you have a lot of merit. This level can only be accumulated by those who have made many contributions to the world."

   "Kindness? Why don't I know."

  Mai Fengrao was surprised, he looked at himself with some doubts, but found nothing.

   "Don't doubt Mr. Fang's vision. If he says yes, then you really have it. So what have you been doing all these years?" Sang Ziping said next to him.

  Fang Chang added: "It should be something of interest to the world."

  As if thinking of something, Mai Fengrao fidgeted on the stool for a while before he thought of the reason, and he said a little coyly:

"I was born in wheat, and I naturally felt that it would be better if there were more of my own kind, but I didn't care about being eaten by humans and burning the stalks. So, after my spiritual enlightenment, when I was confused and didn't know the way forward, I found a Do something fun."

   "What is it?" Sang Ziping praised him.

  Mai Fengrao calmed down and said:

  “I like to grow wheat, and I hope that people in the world can eat wheat, so that wheat can spread all over the earth.”

   "So in my spare time, I rely on my talent in this department to sow and replenish seedlings everywhere, and sometimes I also secretly reclaim wasteland."

   "Other than that, I just hang out in the world and do some odd jobs to make a living. After all, unless you show your original shape, you can't live in the world like you did before, rooted in the ground and basking in the sun to survive."

   "If I really did something beneficial to the world, maybe it would be planting wheat everywhere..."

  Fang Chang had a sense of consciousness, and already knew what the other party said was true.

  When Sangzi smoothed his beard and admired him, he held up his teacup and saluted Mai Fengrao, and said with a smile, "I see, then, I wish your wishes come true."

  ………

   After returning to the market, Fang Chang ran into an acquaintance.

   "Chen Yuan?"

   Seeing the dusty young man not far away, Fang Chang couldn't help being a little surprised. He walked a few steps quickly, came behind Chen Yuan, and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

   "Mr. Fang!"

   Turning his head and seeing Fang Chang, Chen Yuan instantly recognized him and shouted in surprise.

   Quickly dragged Chen Yuan aside, Fang Chang said with a smile: "It's true that we never meet again in life. I didn't expect to meet you here. Didn't you go to sea?"

  Chen Yuan bowed his hands and saluted, and said:

   "Farewell to Chaoyungang, Mr. still looks good."

   "Well, you look more energetic." Fang Chang responded. Chen Yuan is darker than before, but even so, it seems that he has eaten a good diet during this time, and he looks much healthier and stronger. I don't know if it is because of the tempering of the sea breeze.

   "Where is Mr. Fang going?" Chen Yuan asked.

"Going to the Western Regions, there are some things to deal with, how about you?" Fang Chang looked around slightly, and saw that Chen Yuan was still wearing commoner clothes, hemp shoes and leggings, and an old bamboo hat on his head, which was worn out long ago. His short staff was still in his hand.

   "I wandered around a few places on the sea, and then came back from the north, and circled around the land of Guanzhong a few times. Next, I'm going to go to Sichuan to see the scenery there." Chen Yuan said excitedly:

   "By the way, I will sell some of the goods brought from the sea in Shu. I heard that it is rich and far away from the sea. It can fetch a good price. After completing this ticket, there will be a lot of travel expenses for many years."

   Friendship recommends the book "Professional Pharmacist"—the author writes serious medical literature, but he is angry in his bones.

   I often drive with the windows welded in the book, I think you should check it out.

  (end of this chapter)