Pungent, sour, sweet, bitter, salty, the five flavors of medicinal materials are mixed together, coming out from the half-closed window of the 'Authentic Materia Medica', making every passing wizard feel relaxed and happy when hearing it; green, yellow, red,
White, black, and five-color fabrics are intertwined and hung on the "Green Spun" hangers, making every witch passing by unable to move forward; poems, books, rituals, Yi, Spring and Autumn, and thread-bound volumes
The Five Classics were piled up in the corner of the "Mound Code Suoqiu", the pages were yellowed and the cotton threads were black.
Hui Zi Ji is still as comfortable and comfortable as ever.
Zheng Qing was walking on the bluestone road, bowing to his left and right, greeting his neighbors; Deng Xiaoxian followed him step by step, holding the back of his head with both hands, looking up at the line of blue sky above his head, yawning again and again.
"Xiao Qingzi is back? How long will you stay at home?" Grandma Cai asked with a smile on her face, holding on to the pillar in front of Baicao Hall.
"I'm back." Zheng Qing stopped and replied obediently: "The school has a month-long winter vacation, but I am a government-funded student, so I need to report half a month in advance... The school has arranged charity work for us.
"
When he heard him say that he was a government-funded student, Deng Xiaoxian let out a long and disdainful snort from his head raised.
"It's better to be born at public expense, and you are more capable than Xiaoxian." Granny Cai gave a thumbs up and praised - Deng Xiaoxian, who was walking behind Zheng Qing, let out another loud snort, like a snoring wild boar - and then
Granny Cai asked further: "Have you used up the previous talisman stickers? Do you want to get a few more from the store?"
Zheng Qing used to buy the talisman posts, cinnabar, etc. from Baicaotang. Granny Cai also allowed Zheng Qing to use the finished talisman posts to replace them with new blank posts in her store. When he was a child, Zheng Qing always regarded this kind of transaction as his own.
Earn extra money and never tire of it.
But after he went to college, he knew that as long as the posts he wrote were filled with spirit, he could exchange them for shiny golden beans and silver horns at the Wandering Bar, so he no longer had the habit of accumulating talisman posts.
"It's not used up yet, it's not used up yet." The young wizard smiled awkwardly and waved his hands repeatedly: "The school provides free school supplies to publicly funded students... There were still a lot of useless posts when I left last time."
What he said was not entirely true.
First University does provide school supplies to public-funded students, but those supplies can only support the students' minimum learning and training - for example, there is only one Fu Tie per month, which is less than Zheng Qing's three days of practice - and when he enrolled
The talismans I brought with me have long been exhausted by practicing day after day.
The reason why he didn't continue to get talismans from Grandma Cai's shop was because in the past, he had always bartered. If he offered to buy them with money now, Zheng Qing would always feel a little embarrassed; but if he didn't buy them, he would be reluctant to part with them.
Exchange your posts filled with talismans for a blank notebook.
Just like when we were children, we would give antelope wood carvings to good friends without hesitation, but when we grow up, we become shrewd and hypocritical.
With this new understanding of life, Zheng Qing said goodbye to Granny Cai and continued to move forward.
"I came here in a bit of a hurry today, and I forgot to bring them gifts." As he walked away, Zheng Qing explained to Deng Xiaoxian as if to make up for it.
The young shopkeeper of Huichun Hall rolled his eyes.
"It's really troublesome." He muttered, looked up to the sky and blew a breath: "It really becomes less and less cute the older you get."
"If you like cuteness, go find Huang Xiaoya." Zheng Qing also rolled his eyes and said to Deng Xiaoxian mockingly: "Of course, the premise is that you won't be chased and beaten by Mr. Huang all over the street with a knife.
Pan Lv'er's donkey will be chopped off."
Mr. Huang opened a seal carving shop in Hui Zi Ji, selling various jade, stone, and wood seal carving products, including but not limited to seals, talisman tablets, curse stones, etc. Huang Xiaoya is his granddaughter, who is ten years old this year.
Yes, she is a very cute little girl.
"That's why I said you are becoming less and less cute." Deng Xiaoxian stood up straight, took his hand off the back of his head, took advantage of the situation, and fished out an emerald green light bug from mid-air: "
...Children are innocent when they talk about serious things, but when they grow up, they tell jokes with a bit of a pornographic accent."
As he spoke, he pulled off the head and wings of the light bug, stuffed it directly into his mouth, chewed it, and spit out the skin.
"Pooh."
The translucent skin of the lampworm, accompanied by light green saliva, fell into the gutter at the corner of the street.
"Vomiting." Zheng Qing made a vomiting expression - half of it was pretending, and half of it was because he really wanted to vomit - and then he clearly distanced himself from Deng Xiaoxian and said in disgust: "
Haven't you already adapted to the retirement life here? Why do you still do such weird things...eating light bugs...why don't you eat flies!"
When Deng Xiaoxian was first brought into Hui Ziji by Mr. Deng, he rebelled in various ways and did weird things all day long. For example, he ran naked in circles on the three-mile long street and tailed the scorpion-tailed rabbits sold by street vendors.
Cut it off and stuff it into the medicine cabinet as raw materials, or demonstrate the twelve cooking techniques of tapeworms to the little ones on the Hui Zi Collection.
However, as time went by, he gradually adapted to the semi-enclosed environment here and gradually accepted his fate.
By the time Zheng Qing left Hui Ziji to go to college, the young shopkeeper was already in a very normal state and rarely did those shocking actions anymore.
But now, Zheng Qing strongly doubted whether Deng Xiaoxian had relapsed.
"I don't eat flies because there are no suitable varieties." The young shopkeeper of Huichun Hall spread his hands and replied in a serious tone with an innocent look on his face: "I really want to try those green-headed bugs with long hair on their legs."
What does it taste like...I heard from friends outside that it tastes like small Yuanxiao. When you take a bite, juice splashes out, and the soft texture is a bit spicy."
Zheng Qing looked horrified, and took another step further away from Deng Xiaoxian, as if he would get an incurable disease if he was exposed to the air Deng Xiaoxian breathed.
"Hahaha... I'm just teasing you!" Deng Xiaoxian suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist: "Didn't I tell you that these light bugs are improved varieties given by friends? They only drink tree sap and are edible.
The taste is similar to grapes, but the taste is richer... Do you want to try one?"
As he spoke, he fished out another orange-red one from mid-air - it could be seen that he was already very skilled in this action.
"It's amazing. I admire it. Stay away from me." Zheng Qing also skillfully held his fists and continued to widen the distance between him and Deng Xiaoxian.
His surname is not Grylls, and he has no plans to survive in the wild, so he is naturally not sensitive to eating bugs.
"What a pity." Deng Xiaoxian shrugged, pulled off the wings and head of the orange-red bug, threw it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "I live like an old master... without any joy in life."
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This chapter has been completed!