Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 290 [The scenery is still changing]

  Old Guo’s oily voice revealed a bit of pride, but also a bit of unreliability.

  The shopkeeper of the restaurant was a little curious, but thinking of the many previous experiences, he still held back his expression, and said to the visitor in a very calm tone:

   "For so many years, everyone in the village knows the basics, and you haven't done anything for so many years, Lao Guo... What good things can you get this time? Probably just new and impractical things."

"I still remember the last time, you made a pile of porcelain vases and asked everyone to pour wine into them for sale. As a result, the merchants passing by didn't buy it. People who have traveled all over the world and are good at wine, who doesn't have a customary and personal wine bottle? What’s more, magnetic bottles are not resistant to bumps.”

   There was a sense of shame in the visitor's tone, but the oily voice didn't change at all, instead it raised a little:

   "It's different this time, this time it's a serious matter, and it's of great benefit to you!"

  The shopkeeper of the restaurant said with a smile: "Then let's talk about it, anyway, it's not too late for you."

  Old Guo is actually a good person, but he was quite evasive in his work since he was a child.

  After the rustling sound, the package was quickly opened, revealing the contents.

"have a look!"

   "Old Guo, what is this?"

   "Hehehe, I just said that this is a good product from the Central Plains. After passing it all the way, it is very precious in our Sichuan. Would you like to have a taste?"

   "Then let me try...Ah!! Poisonous!! Water! Water! Water!"

  After a while of thumping and jumping, the downstairs was quiet. Fang Chang pulled a duck leg, and listened to the following conversation with great interest while chewing.

   "It's too spicy, what is this, Lao Guo."

  The person who came came said with a somewhat contented voice: "This is chili, haven't I been to the Central Plains before? I have eaten several bowls of bean curd there, so I put this in it, which makes me have endless aftertaste."

   "I didn't feel it the first time I touched it, but later I found it a bit interesting, so I ate a few more bowls. After returning to Sichuan, I missed it more and more, scratching my heart and scratching my liver."

   "I have a lot of acquaintances, so I simply asked someone to bring it back from the Central Plains. It doesn't take much trouble to make bean curd. You can also sit on some, and it will definitely sell well."

   Then there was a silence.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant smacked his lips and sighed: "It actually sounds more reliable. This is your usual style, and you can make people believe you every time." Then he asked: "Then I gave it a try, Anyway, it doesn't take much effort, how many peppers did you bring?"

   "As much as you want!" Lao Guo patted his chest and promised.

"oh?"

"Well, in fact, what I asked someone to bring from the Central Plains was not chili peppers, but chili seeds." Lao Guo's voice dropped again, "I have planted them successfully, and today they are all picked and put into baskets. The road to Shu is really difficult. Let's go, if the peppers are really shipped over, I don't know where the cost will go."

"Well, this statement is quite old-fashioned... You can leave these for now. I will discuss with the master chef to see which ones can be used. This smell can really increase appetite and dispel moisture in our place. Really This is a good item." The shopkeeper of the restaurant smacked his lips and continued.

"Okay, you can just try it." Lao Guo said boldly, "I brought several varieties. But there is one that needs to be ripe to taste, and I didn't bring it this time. After the ripe, It's about the size of a little girl's finger, and the red color is very attractive, just take it off and let it dry naturally."

"When eating, don't cut or chop it, put it in a small porcelain bowl, sprinkle some salt on top, boil the soybean oil in a small pot, pour it from top to bottom, and it will be done after a while. Eat it without burning your mouth, the taste, tsk tsk, very good...

"There are also people who chop it up and oil it. The chili oil and chili powder are separated and used for seasoning. After I ate it a few times in the Central Plains, I can't forget it. I have inquired that this seasoning has just spread in the Central Plains. It’s been a while, because of geographical barriers, I haven’t seen you in Sichuan yet.”

"I heard that there are more ways to eat, but the last time I went to the Central Plains, I had an 'important business'. I couldn't stay for a few days, and I didn't have much money in my pocket. The main thing was to eat and live with the caravan. Not enough arrived."

  The shopkeeper was a little impatient at this time, he said:

   "I've written it all down, so I'll go and try it out. You go back for now, and then harvest and dry some more. After a day or two, I'll have results here, so I'll go directly to your house to discuss."

  Old Guo was very happy to see that the shopkeeper was persuaded by him again:

   "Okay, I knew you were a good guy, and I was sure I was looking for you. I'll go back and wait for the good news!"

   Then there was the sound of closing the door, and the sound of the shopkeeper going to the back kitchen to talk to the master chef. The old Guo who came with the package on his back and left empty-handed hummed a little tune and walked away cheerfully.

  Fang Chang put the last piece of lotus root in his mouth, chewed it carefully and swallowed it, then got up and went downstairs to pay.

  The pepper brought by that old Guo will not be kept secret for long. It is estimated that after a period of time, its seeds will be spread by the people in Shu, and the taste here will also change. I just don't know if this period of time will be ten years or fifty years.

  Out of the small town, there is a large farmland outside. Fang Chang saw Lao Guo's field from a distance, and there are really many types of peppers in it.

  The terrain undulations in front of it began to become larger, which were the folds squeezed by the slow movement of the earth over hundreds of millions of years.

   There are mountains in the distance ahead, and Shiratori Cliff is among them.

  Fang Chang is still looking forward to meeting the legendary sword fairies.

Among the many books he has read, there are not many descriptions of this group of practitioners who live in Sichuan and use swords as the foundation of their practice, but they often mention that their temper and behavior style are very characteristic, especially if they practice advanced after.

  Because the sword is a weapon, they are often more aggressive than the usual indifferent practitioners. It is said that some of the prototypes of the "practice who likes to slay demons and eliminate demons" in the rumors of monsters are some of the sword immortals, and occasionally a few like to take the initiative to find evil monsters and deal with them.

  The further you go, the more mountains and trees there are. In the mountains where there are people, there are often more tea trees. It's just that it's not the tea-picking season in spring, and there are no people working in the mountains. People passing by occasionally, there are many bamboo plaques and racks hanging under the eaves to dry tea.

  The materials for these utensils all come from the nearby mountains.

  Bamboo forests are clustered in clusters, and in some places even form a large area, covering the hillside. The breeze blows, and in the light mist in the mountains, the bamboo forest turns over the blue waves, swaying and swaying, which is really beautiful.

  There is no road under the feet here, but fortunately Fang Chang's cultivation base is in his body, he only needs to find a gap, and walk through it like walking on flat ground.

"Huh?"

  Fang Chang suddenly laughed.

  He saw not far away, a tiny bamboo spirit, sneaking, using its roots as its feet, running in small steps in the mountains.

   Thank you Ruotian Dao for your reward.

  (end of this chapter)