Chapter 118(1/3)
Asking for talents
"Girl, I've done everything you told me, but why haven't I seen more food for several nights in a row?"
"No, Mrs. Chen, did you miss any details?"
"Oh, it's already the 26th, and Li Zheng has come here to urge me several times. If I don't pay my dues, I will go to jail!"
The fenced courtyard of the Chen family in Shanqi Village was filled with villagers, all of whom were anxious and restless, constantly urging the Chen family and his wife.
Some people were squatting by the fence, wiping tears secretly.
In the past few days, according to the Chen family's instructions, they have begun to offer sacrifices to their ancestors and pray for blessings.
However, after one night, the granary remained unchanged.
They were wondering, is the process wrong?
I simply followed the process described by the Chen family and executed it meticulously, but still got nothing.
In the end, the old bear from the village slapped his thigh and asked bluntly, is it only the ancestors of the Chen family who have such ability?
Good guy, everyone just reacted and hurriedly offered sacrifices to the ancestors of the Chen family.
Unexpectedly, even so, the work was still in vain.
At this point, Shanqi Village panicked.
Because there is not enough time.
According to official rules, the autumn tax collection begins at the beginning of November and ends at the end of the month, which lasts for thirty days.
Under the mechanism of reward for reporting, "people who complain will be rewarded half of it", people do not dare to tell the truth.
It was already the 26th, and excluding the time when Li Zheng went to the city to collect food, they only had two days left at most, and they really couldn't afford it.
Now I'm afraid it will be too late to sell my house, land, wife and children.
"If you ask me, there is no such thing as the blessing of ancestors. This is the old Chen family lying. They are using their ancestors as a shield!"
Suddenly, a furious voice came from the courtyard.
The sound fell, and the whole courtyard was dead silent.
Everyone looked at each other, and many people subconsciously looked at the Chen family and his wife.
"Who lied to me! Who lied to me!? My family has always been in the village and has never left the village. No one sees me every day, how can I lie to others?"
Old Chen became anxious and shouted quickly.
Now that things have come to this, he has no way out.
If you deny it now, you won't be able to hang out in the village anymore, and you may not even be able to survive tonight.
He has never studied, and has never heard of the phrase "worry not about scarcity but inequality", but not studying does not mean he is stupid.
"Then why is your family successful and neither of us?"
The girl's third uncle scolded angrily.
"Who knows, maybe our ancestors only bless our family!"
Lao Chen couldn't help but refute.
"Bah! Old Chen, please stop playing tricks with me. Your great-grandfather is also my great-grandfather. When it comes to ancestors, our village is the same ancestor!"
The girl's third uncle retorted, and the whole court nodded in agreement.
"Yes, after all, we all have the same ancestor."
"The mistress is right."
When Lao Chen saw this, his face darkened and he muttered: "Maybe it was my grandfather or even my father who blessed me!"
"Your dad? Huh, your dad is a jerk..."
"enough!"
An angry scolding interrupted the girl's third uncle's crazy words. Everyone looked at the sound, but it was Chen Jiaofu, an old man in the village!
The skinny Chen Jiao got angry and suddenly panted like an ox. The villagers were so frightened that they quickly stroked their backs to calm down, fearing that the old man would not be able to catch his breath and fall down.
"Huchi...huchi...that's it!"
Chen Jiao leaned on his crutches and breathed for a long time before waving his hand and looking around the courtyard and said: "The autumn tax is coming soon. This year, there have been droughts and floods, and every household has had a bad harvest. If we don't work together to get through this, we are making a lot of noise."
What to do? Huh?”
The girl's third uncle lowered his head and said nothing.
Chen Jiaofu looked at the girl's father again, suddenly dropped his crutches, and knelt down with a "pop" sound.
"Hey, hey, I'm old..."
"No, no, no!"
When the nearby villagers saw this, they were frightened and rushed over to help him.
Lao Chen was so anxious that he suddenly jumped to the side to avoid kneeling down. The scene was in chaos for a while.
However, no matter how much everyone pulled, Chen Jiao was as heavy as a rock, and he knelt on the ground, crying: "Chen Er, it's not that the old man is forcing you, but there is really no other way. For the sake of your father calling me Brother Gou Sheng"
Come on, tell everyone the method?"
The hoarse voice made all the villagers in the courtyard feel sad.
Old Chen was filled with grief and anger, and he knelt down with a puff: "Uncle, it's really our ancestors who have blessed me. My wife burned incense to worship her ancestors that night, but I was mean-mouthed and even scolded her. I didn't expect that, I didn't expect..."
Everyone was stunned, no one expected that there was such a detail in it.
"Ah, could it be...could it be the ancestor on my wife's side?"
"Ah, is there another way to say this?"
A cry of surprise made the villagers look at each other.
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The job Mo Chuan arranged for Ya Saner was actually that of a fireman.
Fei Niu Er is extremely tough, so cooking it over ordinary fire is time-consuming and laborious.
He was able to cook it because he was blessed by the method of copying. However, in the long run, it was a waste of energy.
Especially now that he needs to cook the aura of plants and trees, he is already a little overwhelmed.
Handing this matter to Ya San'er would just free him up.
The only disadvantage of this method is that it is a waste of firewood.
'Well, no, burning firewood in Xianjia Cave is somewhat indecent.'
Mo Chuan thought for a while and thought that there were some special spiritual trees in the warehouse that could be burned for several months and could be used for cooking.
However, cooking ingredients in this way is somewhat wasteful.
If you have the opportunity, let's collect the method of controlling fire in the wilderness of thousands of miles.
He now masters the art of boiling stones, so it shouldn't be difficult to exchange for elixirs.
Even if you can't collect them for a while, there will always be spiritual trees.
It is worth mentioning that Mo Chuan tried cooking beef ears by boiling stones.
Essence, blood, energy, bone marrow, etc. can be obtained.
It seemed feasible, but Mo Chuan only wanted Yuan Qi. The method of boiling stones to extract it was very wasteful, so he had to give up!
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Not to mention Ya San'er's jaw-dropping after seeing Fei Niu Er and Ling Mu Chai, after Mo Chuan made arrangements, he immediately went to make elixirs.
He plans to refine a few more batches of elixirs. This stuff can be called hard currency, and it is extremely convenient and easy to obtain in terms of transactions and rewards.
By the way, some more Fuluan temples were given as a means of manifesting the saints.
Coincidentally, the two elixirs given by Fengming Cave God are both auxiliary elixirs, one for detoxification and the other for longevity.
It has limited benefits for monsters, but for mortals, it can be called a panacea.
Just imagine, this elixir is dissolved in a vat, and pilgrims come in to observe the incense. Then they can ask for a bowl of tea and drink it, and their illnesses and pains will be relieved. In this case, why worry about the incense not being strong?
As for where the medicinal materials come from?
Simple.
——Gathering elixirs for materials.
Mo Chuan had already made up his mind. As the God of Wan Chao Cave, he issued a mission to acquire elixirs and received elixirs as reward.
The little demon who is thousands of miles away is most in need of time and energy. There will definitely be an endless stream of opportunities like this.
Now he only needs to refine a few furnaces of elixirs to start this business plan.
To be continued...