Chapter 169 Things at the foot of the mountain (Part 2)
How long has it been since you last went down the mountain?
Walking on the mountain road, Chen Yu was bored and thought about some things that were not there. It seemed that it was... early June? That time when I bought oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, I brought ginger seedlings back to plant them.
Hiss - doesn't it mean that he stayed on the mountain for more than two months?
As expected of me.
With many distracting thoughts, I walked around the mountain pond again. Not long after, I passed by the mountain pond again. However, it was a pity that the place was affected by the landslide caused by the previous heavy rain. Most of it was filled with earth and rocks, leaving only a corner filled with mud and water.
Also under the influence of that landslide, this mountain road was much more difficult to walk. Fortunately, it was a sunny day today and there was no muddy obstacle under our feet.
I walked through the narrow passage that I had blasted with my own hands four times before descending the mountain and arriving at the edge of the forest at the foot of the mountain.
Looking for a direction, he headed straight for the county seat.
On both sides of the road, there are farmers collecting seeds and pulling weeds, and tending to the land valley. The yield of this crop is not as good as that of rice, and it also requires regular weeding like spring millet. However, there are no other grains spread in Shiya County, so he can get several varieties.
If you pick it at will, Uncle Liu will take care of it, otherwise you can only choose to plant it on the mountain.
Far less convenient than Changbai millet.
Just talking about the taste, the taste of Changbai millet is really not as good as that of Lu Gu. The latter tastes thinner and softer.
Looking straight ahead, a city loomed not far away.
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"The best firewood! Nine cents a bundle!"
"Here comes the candy man! Hey, the sticky candy man!"
Stepping into the city, the lively atmosphere hit his face, but Chen Yu's expression moved slightly. He noticed that compared with last time, there were far fewer vendors and waiters scattered in the city. There were only a few scattered passers-by walking by the side of the avenue. Not far away
, two thin hemp poles, one tall and one short, were squatting on the ground. One person had seven or eight bundles of dry firewood beside him, and the other person had a wooden table set up, with a short stool for lame legs placed under his buttocks.
Although the two of them were shouting and soliciting, their voices and actions were obviously weak.
He looked at other places and saw that the popularity was much less popular than last time.
He glanced thoughtfully at the dozen or so yawning policemen beside the city gate. As he walked through the avenue, he planned to exchange the things in his hands first, and then go to Caishikou to look for Dabaigen seeds.
purchase.
Something else might have happened in the past two months, otherwise there wouldn't be such a small group of twos and threes in front of me, which is far different from the busy traffic and shoulder-to-shoulder traffic we saw in the past.
It was still early and there were very few people coming and going.
Chen Yu thought about it and threw it away. These had little to do with him. Maybe there were bandits somewhere nearby? Or rebels?
After passing the city entrance for a while, and gradually deepening, the crowds finally became larger, and it looked a bit like in memory.
Although Shiya County is remote, there are quite a few households around it, and it is close to the Baiqi Mountains. Every day, farmers come to sell their own vegetables, and some merchants come to purchase furs, herbs and other mountain products.
It is indeed rare to see so few people at the entrance of the city.
Taking the things with him, he went to the medicine shop first. This time he brought some Qingxin pills with him when he went down the mountain. There were quite a few. The old Taoist priest couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
The herbs he picked were not enough, so he could still get another twenty or thirty from the cauldron.
And because he was familiar with the book "Feng Pu San Dan", he integrated some of the methods for refining the powder into Qingxin Pills and made slight modifications. The finished product was much better than before in terms of heat, luster and shape.
I think I can get a lot of money for the Taoist temple.
When I left the pharmacy, I found a bag of pill pills missing from my arms, and a bag of pills in my hand.
There are patent medicines and medicinal powders, but most of them are medicines.
Last time he only picked five categories, but this time he picked 20 types at once. The potency of the medicines covers all aspects, and most of them mature quickly.
As one of Yunheguan's signature products, Qingxin Pills rarely leaked out in the past few decades, but the pharmacy had its own people who could discern medicines and evaluate them from all angles, from the quality to the efficacy, and then gave him a boost.
Nang Nang cloth bag.
It's just that after changing the medicine, my wallet shrank again. But I don't have much to buy in the future, at most I will add a few autumn and winter clothes.
That's enough.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but remember all the money the old Taoist priest had spent on treating his illness and recuperating his health, even though he had exchanged all the things he had gained from traveling around the world, but he could not recover in the end.
In comparison, the small amount of money he got in exchange for Qingxin Pills was indeed not worth mentioning. No wonder the old Taoist priests rarely thought of selling pills in exchange for money at that time.
Carrying large and small bags, Chen Yu went to Uncle Liu's grain store.
The first is to visit and send some things by the way. When I first arrived, I was very poor on the mountain. If this nominal uncle had not extended a helping hand, I would have froze to death on the mountain. The second is to understand the recent changes at the bottom of the mountain.
Ask about the situation.
"My good nephew rarely comes down the mountain once, but please keep an eye on me."
As soon as I entered the door, I just informed the waiter in the store, and a burst of hearty laughter came out.
"Master, please don't blame me. My nephew has been sorting out Taoist books recently and has read a lot. I have some doubts. I hope you can give me some advice."
Chen Yu bowed his hands and assumed the posture of a junior.
When the other party saw him, he laughed even louder, obviously he was particularly pleased by this.
"Hahaha, what are you talking about? I'm just a plowman. I haven't dabbled in the Taoist scriptures for a long time, and I have completely forgotten the meaning of the book. How can I discuss Taoism with my nephew."
"But that's not the case. The sages said: Days advance, and years pass before a wheel can be formed. My uncle has been practicing for a long time, and my nephew's time to enter the Taoism is still short, so he still has a lot to learn."
Seeing Chen Yu's stern look as if he was asking for advice, Uncle Liu greeted him and sat down. He had no choice but to take a sip of the tea served by the boy, exhale, and motion for the young man in front of him to speak.
Chen Yu didn't come here for the so-called consultation, so he casually asked some questions that he had thought of in advance, which not only satisfied Master Liu but also livened up the atmosphere.
The conversation was very pleasant.
It seems a bit worldly, but these are just common sense in social interactions. Although he doesn't use them much, he doesn't find it contradictory, it's just a bit boring.
Soon the two got down to business.
Chen Yu put a wooden box in his arms on the table.
Master Liu didn't look at it much, and waved his hand to the boy to take it away and store it as usual.
Maybe I should just think of it as a Qingxin Pill or something like that, after all, it has been like this several times in the past.
Chen Yu did not explain that what was placed in the wooden box was a piece of Jingjing Jingjing Incense. Compared with Qingxin Pills, not to mention the effect of Jingxin Ningqi was greatly increased. For someone like Master Liu who once practiced Taoism and still likes to read Taoist books.
For people, it has the effect of enhancing concentration.
The price is more than a thousand dollars.
And burning incense has no side effects on ordinary people who have no energy in their bodies. As for the usage, there is a piece of paper left in the wooden box with a detailed description.
One coin at a time can be lit five times in total.
It's not that he doesn't want to give more, but it's not beautiful if he gives too much of these spiritual things.
When it is used up, if it is confirmed to be effective, just give some away next time you go down the mountain.
Of all the people at the foot of the mountain, only a few people could be remembered by him, and the one with the closest relationship was undoubtedly the person in front of him.
Repaying kindness with kindness, Chen Yu didn't feel sorry for losing the five-cent incense tablets.
Of course, forget about the spiritual liquid and spiritual energy, the old man can't bear it.
At the table, seeing things being delivered, he took advantage of the conversation to talk about the recent events down the mountain.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Liu put down the tea cup and sighed repeatedly.