Is It Possible That Farming Is The Real Cultivation Of Immortals?

But the most gratifying growth is Linggu.

After the flowering of Linggu, it has been filling rapidly, and the growth is very fast, but it is not over yet, it is just the beginning.

From An Jia's point of view, Linggu is definitely a strange existence.

It is different from spirit tea.

Plant it anywhere, as long as it can be planted, there must be spiritual energy in the millet.

It doesn't even need any fertilizer itself, unlike domestic rice.

The more abundant the aura is, the better it will grow, and the rice grains that come out will be shiny and moist.

It's like a well-planted ice emerald particle with a full head of water.

If the aura is insufficient, increase the fertilizer, and the rice produced will be good.

It just looks a little whiter, and the characteristics of glutinous rice look more.

After the two windmill houses were erected, the temperature of the fire in the kiln was as high as 800 degrees.

That's right, this level can be achieved by gathering spiritual energy without any firewood.

After two days of preparation, one kiln of porcelain can be produced basically every day.

This time, it is full porcelain, not hanging glazed pottery.

The color of porcelain is also heterogeneous, and there are various textures.

I can't say it's ugly, but it's not very interesting to look at it more.

The biggest characteristic of these porcelains is that the pieces are opened very well and are extremely delicate.

Taking advantage of the time that afternoon, An Jia made a pair of leather boots for herself.

Let's say the key is heavy, his is even heavier.

He basically changes a pair of Hsinchu clogs every three days.

Now that I have leather boots, this is much better.

After finishing the shoes, An Jia sent the dried pig monster meat to Dahei.

The key to doing mud work all afternoon, begging him to make snail noodles.

In order to do it herself, she carefully watched and recorded the whole process.

From catching fish, shrimp, crab and snails, to processing onions, ginger and garlic, she is learning by heart.

Including temperature, time and so on. 177

In order to eat more, she asked An Jia to cook more this time.

An Jia means that no matter how delicious something is, eating too much will make you tired.

So if you make more, you can only make a portion for three people, but you can order more for each portion.

Two catties of flour per bowl is enough.

They work, and Zhou Xing is thick and normal.

However, what was never expected at the time was that another uninvited guest came.

Of course, this uninvited guest is for the key.

An Jia is fine.

"What are you eating!" When the voice sounded, Huai Ting also rushed in.

She did not forget the rules, she took off the pair of boots at the door first, and put on the bamboo clogs.

"If it doesn't taste good, I'll make noodles for you later."

Key quickly said: "It's too ugly, it's not suitable for a fairy like you."

Huai Ting covered his face with a smile and said, "It's not that I've never eaten stinky tofu, it's delicious, let me eat it~"

She has always been cold to strangers.

He may not be very enthusiastic about his own sister, after all, his sister is under coercion.

But with this niece who is younger than me, has a good relationship, and is easy to bully, there is really no sense of alienation.

It was like bullying her like a younger sister.

An Jia said: "There is still a bowl inside, go and get it."

"No! Jiang Tingshuang!" Key screamed.

Next was Huai Ting, who buried her head in hard work, gave her a thumbs up, and was full of praise.

"Boy, you are good. I allow you to make it for me every day."

After eating, Huaizhen wiped his mouth, held the round belly and said.

Her whole body was completely devoid of fairy-like appearance.

"Dream, Jiang Tingshuang, you are dreaming." The key said viciously.

An Jia smiled and said: "We have a rule here, no work, no food.

As if cooperating with him, it was Hei Da who endured the stench and appeared at the door.

I saw it holding a large glazed pottery (befa) rice bowl and beating it with chopsticks as if begging for food.

"Aww... Aw... Aw... Aw..."

"Understood, you can pick it yourself." An Jia waved his hand.

Dahei got permission and ran away.

It turned out that these days, I gave it meat every day, and it got tired and wanted to eat vegetables.

Huai Ting said: "I'm an elder. I came here to see how you bullied my niece. I'm very satisfied now. When I talk to her parents later, I have explained it.

This is simply a blatant threat.

An Jia smiled and said, "Then you will live for a while?"

"Um... yeah, do you have a place here?"

"Live in the study!" Key said without hesitation.

An Jia waved his hand and said, "Then you can only squeeze with the key."

The key is in a hurry: "My room is so small..."

"I mean, let's switch, I sleep on my side, you and...how do you call it?"

An Jia hasn't formally asked for his name yet.

The keys had said her name more than once.

But at this point, Huai Ting looked at An Jia with admiration.

"You don't look like you are from the lower world at all, follow the key and call me auntie."

"My name is Jiang Tingshuang!" The key retorted.

But I don't know what the key thought of, suddenly rolled his eyes and said: "She has a nickname...

Huai Ting suddenly stood up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "Don't say it!"

"It's called An Ting!"

Ann Ting?

An Jia was puzzled for a while.

Huai Ting blushed and hummed: "Your mother's nickname is An He!"

"Looking back, I called my mother that, and I said it was taught by my aunt."

"You...I won't talk to you anymore." Huai Ting put his hands on his chest, a little annoyed.

An Jia got up silently, picked up the dishes and went to wash the dishes.

"I'll go." He quickly took the key.

With the key into the kitchen, only An Jia and Bulu were left in the hall.

"Although Key and I are aunts and nephews, you can see that she is neither old nor young.

The key was not there, Huai Ting beat him up, and his face didn't turn red.

"As for me, I am magnanimous. After all, I am my niece. Whoever loves me will love me."

"Oh right...you still hurt now, so treat her well."

An Jia asked Jishou again: "What should I call you?"

"You...well...let's call you An Ting."

She didn't want to declare her real Taoist number, this was the bottom line agreed with her niece.

"This...isn't that good?"

"It's just a name, as long as you know who it is.

"Then Aunt An Ting..."

"What! Do you have the guts to yell again!"

In an instant, Huai Ting broke his defense.

Uncontrollable laughter came from the kitchen.

"My name is An Ting, you are not allowed to call me Auntie, I am still the eldest daughter of Huang Hua."

She gritted her teeth and sat down.

If it wasn't for the agreement, she would really tell this Lingnong boy that she is a real person.

Still the deputy director!

"Then...Miss An Ting, let me tell you something."

An Jia recounted the appointment with the key.

After listening, sure enough, An Ting agreed without further ado.

However, An Jia added another thing.

"However, how much do you want? I can also prepare."

"Porcelain is not necessary. Zisha pots are good things. This is better in the capital than outside the capital. You don't need honey, but you do need maple syrup and bamboo sugar. It contains spiritual energy and can be used as medicine. Rice paper is definitely needed. Oil paper umbrellas, round fans, folding fans are all fine. There are no streets in the capital, only Zhenbaolou.

The Treasure Building is layer by floor, each floor is very large and sells different things.

There are all kinds of food and drink.

If you want to sell some bulk goods by yourself, you have to make a small cart yourself.

It's really embarrassing to show your face like this.

It doesn't matter to the low-level spiritual officials, An Ting wants to save face, so naturally he doesn't want to.

After the two confirmed it, they split it into 30-70.

An Jia wants seven, and An Ting wants three. This is also what An Jia talked about.

Otherwise, he might as well not talk about it.

However, An Jia also asked a question and got an important answer.

"Miss An Ting, tell me, what keeps its value?"

"What do you mean by preservation?"

"Gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times, exchange these with money, no matter how the price changes, these things can be sold and directly exchanged for the needed material money.

"I see, a few things you remember—"

One gold, two treasures and three cinnabar, four merits, five implements and six spirit pills.

Gold is gold.

Treasures are not Lingbao, but jewelry gems.

Both of these are necessary to build things like magic circles and cloud ships.

Cinnabar is similar to the first two, but it is needed for alchemy.

Collect cinnabar, preferably raw ore.

Powders are prone to adulteration.

And the usage of powder is the same as that of cinnabar stone.

Gong is a method of practice.

Artifacts are magical weapons, magic weapons, and spiritual treasures.

Dan refers to panacea, which is different from ordinary pills.

Alchemy is refining medicine, refining medicine pays attention to dispensing, and dispensing pays attention to monarch, minister and assistant.

Monarch drug, that is, the main drug.

The king medicine of the panacea must be a spiritual thing.

For example, bigu panacea must be refined with spiritual grain.

Due to the difficulty in mastering spiritual energy, refining it is very difficult.

When the elixir enters the body, the aura has its own hair growth effect, and the effect is endless.

Each of these things is precious.

But the downside is that it has a shelf life.

If it is not used within the shelf life, the aura will pass away and become an ordinary pill.

In order to ensure that the aura is stored for a longer period of time, some instruments are usually made.

Or, save it in a special place.

"So that's it, I've been taught."

At this time, the keys came, and An Jia asked her to go upstairs with her to make the bed.

In fact, there is nothing to clean up, just a quilt and pillows.

But when the key came to An Jia's room, she was startled.

"You sleep alone in such a big bed, won't your conscience hurt?"

An Jia's bedroom is very spacious, as big as thirty-six square meters.

The keys are less than 20 square meters, and there is nothing except the bedside cabinet and wardrobe.

But the most outrageous thing is An Jia's bed, which can sleep three people without being crowded.

"I did it myself, why should my conscience hurt." An Jia wondered.

After tidying up, I used Whirlwind Jue to clean up, and then I went downstairs to chat.

The two were chatting in the tea room.

An Jia writes and draws in the study.

Regarding the miraculous effects of the "Windmill House", he must study thoroughly.

When she went to bed and washed, An Jia had prepared a mouthwash cup and a new toothbrush for her.

Except for the ones for him and the keys, which are made by inserting bamboo strips with a shearing brush, the rest are made of rabbit and bear fur.

Rabbit fur is a bit softer, bear fur is completely stiff, and a mix of the two is even better.

The way of brushing teeth in Duting is still the traditional way of biting willow branches and Qinglan.

Unlike here, the dipping powder is prepared by An Jia.

But An Jia still thinks, just barely.

On the contrary, An Ting was so delighted by the comfortable way of brushing his teeth.

After brushing, the mouth is chilly, and it feels like the teeth can be used as a mirror.

He could also see that this little aunt, Anjie, was completely crazy.

When he got to the bedroom, he let out an exclamation and jumped on it.

Such a simple bed is worth such an exaggeration?

"Sure enough, they are from the Lingnong family from the countryside. They have never seen the world. An Jia's voice sounded a little disdainful.