Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 387 [Old Customers Visiting]

  The work content required for farmland, medicine field, and flower field is completely different.

  For more than ten acres of farmland on the cliff, Fang Chang was going to dig deep and use a **** to break up the soil clods, and then level it with a rake, and then he could sow seeds. He plans to continue planting sorghum that can be used for wine making, beans that can be used as a source of oil and grain, and corn, which is currently the most important quantity in the world.

  Of course, some ground beans should be sown. This yield is large, and it can be used as food and vegetables. I don’t know if Sang Ziping’s apprentices have promoted it in the world.

  The medicine field is divided into two parts. The sown elixir does not require much care, just let them grow naturally. As for the common herbs, the perennials need to be cared for, and the rest can be reseeded with annuals.

  Fang Chang has not used these medicinal materials for the time being. After all, he is currently cultivated and has no disease, injury or pain. However, he plans to get a pill furnace in the future, and try to use it with the elixir for alchemy.

And the flowers in the flower field are still growing, and have turned green with the arrival of spring, and some of the flowers that bloomed in spring have already produced flower buds. They only need to loosen the soil and water them, and they will definitely bring a lot of flowers to the fairy habitat cliff. Colorful spring, summer and autumn.

   In addition, Fang Chang also has a small vegetable field.

Last year, there were melons, fruits and vegetables, some common in the Central Plains under the mountain, some found and collected in the mountains, some brought from the south of the Yangtze River, and some vegetables and fruits brought from the Western Regions. They are rich in variety and can greatly enrich Fangchang. dining table.

  Vegetable fields need to be taken care of frequently, and consume a lot of water. The land also needs to be tended carefully. It is best to be soft and breathable.

  Fang Chang waved his adze and worked in the field.

  The little effort he spent was a drop in the bucket for him, so his movements were very leisurely and unrestrained, and looked very graceful, just like the most beautiful point on this picturesque fairy cliff. With the movement of the adze head, the soil is turned aside, exposing the dark and fertile soil below, and also covering the spring grass shoots underneath.

  It had just rained before, so the land was not wet, but there was no dust either. He was dressed in white, and he was a little bit more snowy, and he stayed in the field leisurely, making this place seem so different from the world.

  Suddenly, he stopped his hoe, looked at the entrance of Xianqi Cliff not far away, and smiled. Then Fang Chang went to the kitchen, put the firewood into the stove, put the kettle on it, and then went back to the field to continue working.

   About half an hour later, a figure suddenly appeared at the exit of the plank road, crossed the stone ring on the edge of the cliff, and walked along the boardwalk on the Biyutang.

  Fang Chang put down his **** again and greeted him.

   "Long time no see, Fang Shangxian." The visitor shouted saluting from a distance, his tone very happy.

   It was indeed Zhang Chun, the mountain **** of Yunzhong Mountain, who came here, and the other party did not use the ability of the mountain **** to come to the fairy cliff in an instant, but walked slowly from the mountain temple, over the mountains and ridges.

   "Long time no see, God Zhang Shan has made great progress in cultivation, congratulations." Fang Chang laughed.

"Due to the growing reputation, the incense in the small temple has become more prosperous recently, so the cultivation base has improved again." Zhang Shanshen said with a smile, and then he looked at the **** that was still poking in the field. Fang Chang said: "Fang Shangxian Are you plowing in the spring? Do you need to be together next time?"

"No need." Fang Chang waved his hand, and then gave it to the stone table under the ginkgo tree in front of the hall, "Plowing the land and sowing seeds is an interesting thing, and it just allows me to exercise my muscles. In this way, I can stay alone on the cliff.”

Zhang Shanshen put the things in his hands aside, then sat down on the stone bench, pointed to the small bag he had put down and said with a smile: "Recently, I have communicated a lot with my old friends, and thinking that Fang Shangxian likes to read books about all kinds of strange things in the world, then I exchanged a few copies with them, and you just brought them here when you returned to the mountains today."

Fang Chang was very happy, took it, opened it, and flipped through it slightly. There are several books of different types, some about strange stories, some about the geography of the world, and some about things in practice. They are all good, so he thanked them. Then he walked back to his bedroom, opened his backpack, took out a few coconuts and carried them to the courtyard.

"This is a local specialty I got on the southern coast when I went to southern Xinjiang. It is a kind of fruit called coconut. It is good to make holes in it when eating. There is juice in it to drink and coconut meat to eat. Zhang The mountain **** took it and tasted something new."

   "Haha, I have seen this thing in books, but this is the Central Plains. I have never seen it, let alone tasted it." Zhang Shanshen smiled, and then smoothly took the coconut and put it aside.

   "I don't know how Zhang Shanshen knew I was back?" Fang Chang asked curiously.

  Zhang Shanshen stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"In the past two days, as the mountain **** of Yunzhongshan, I feel that the whole Yunzhongshan seems to have come alive, which is completely different from before. The spirit in the mountain is laughing and laughing, and it is constantly strengthening, turning this Yunzhongshan into a paradise. I don’t know if it’s Shangxian who came back.”

"I sent two deer over to have a look. They didn't dare to get too close, but they did see cooking smoke on the cliff, and there were fresh hunting and gathering traces around, so they came back and told me, and I thoroughly confirmed that it was the Shangxian. Back to Xianqi Cliff."

  The water in the kitchen boiled, Fang Chang got up and walked into the kitchen, brought the kettle over, took some tea leaves he made himself, brewed them in the teapot, and walked over with the teapot and cups.

  At this time, Zhang Chun had already taken out the square long chess piece from the side of the stone table.

  He used to play chess with Fang Chang before, and he was very familiar with it, and he didn't see anything strange: "It's been a long time since I saw you, and my hands are itchy. Let's talk about two games? It's just a little delay for Shangxian Chungeng."

   "That's really good. Don't worry about spring plowing. This area is just a dozen acres of land, and it will be processed in a day or two." Fang Chang smiled, then poured tea for the mountain **** and himself, sat back and started playing chess.

   Soon, black and white became distinct on the stone table engraved with vertical and horizontal latitude and longitude.

  Fang Chang told God Zhang Shan about his experience during this period, including the changes in the world, and also heard some secret information that was spread among the gods from Zhang Shan God.

   But talking about Huang Peide, an old demon in Taohua Village in the south of the Yangtze River, made Zhang Shanshen stop the chess piece he was about to put down, and fell into memory with a sigh:

"That was a long time ago. Later, Lu Yuan had difficulty communicating with him, and he had very few contacts. He didn't know the other party's current situation. Fortunately, the master extended a helping hand and relieved the disaster in Taohua Village. Otherwise, he would be separated from him forever." Now... Now that I know the address, I can write a letter later to talk about our old friendship."

Fang Chang shook his head and said: "God Zhangshan should speak slowly first, Taohua Village is not completely out of danger, but I have left them a way out, and there are places to hide, but the address is likely to change, so it is not suitable for writing letters past."

  (end of this chapter)