Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

In Lao Guo's oily voice, there was 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, old Guo, for so many years... 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 greasy voice didn't change at all, instead it raised a little:

"This time it's different, 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."

Lao Guo is actually a good person, but since he was a child, he has been more evasive in handling things.

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

"have a look!"

"Old Guo, what is this?"

"Hey hey, I just said that this is a good product from the Central Plains. It's very precious in our Shu land. Would you like to have a taste?"

"Then I'll try...Ah!!! It's 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 visitor said in a contented voice, "This is chili pepper. Haven't I been to the Central Plains before? I have eaten several bowls of bean curd there, so I put this in it. I can't stop thinking about it."

"I didn't think it was 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, thinking about it."

"I have a lot of acquaintances, so I simply asked someone to bring it back from the Central Plains. It's easy to make bean curd, and you can 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, that's an old-fashioned way of saying... You should leave these for now. I'll discuss with the master chef to see which ones can be used. This smell can really increase appetite and disperse moisture in our place. It's really 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, but 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 right away. 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."

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

"Okay, I knew you were a good guy, so I'm sure I'm 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 bill.

The pepper brought by Lao 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 Sichuan, and the taste here will also change. I just don't know if this period of time will be ten years or fifty years.

After leaving the town, there is a large farmland outside, and 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 began to grow larger, which were the folds squeezed out by the slow movement of the earth over hundreds of millions of years.

There are mountains in the distance ahead, and Bainiaoya 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 their advanced cultivation after.

And 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, and there are often more tea trees in the mountains where there are people. 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.

Not far away, he saw a tiny bamboo spirit sneaking around, using its roots as its feet, and running in small steps in the mountains.

Thank you Ruotian knife for rewarding all the dogs in the world.