Calabash Fairy

Yang Xiaoshan nodded and said:

"Although Brother Xu and Miss Xueyi led a team to retrieve a lot of iron ore and salt at the beginning of this year, judging from the current situation, these things will probably be exhausted in about five years."

"The good news is that when the girl in white returned with the spinning wheel, she brought back a lot of mulberry and ramie seeds, which she planted early on the edge of the village. They are growing very well this year, and the spinning wheels will soon be useful again."

"Mr. Ge Ling also found a lot of herbs in the mountains near the village. Now that the mountain god is protecting them, the fertile land near Qingfeng Mountain is obviously very beneficial to the growth of these herbs."

"As for the batch of redwood that was previously transported back from Redwood Village, everyone felt that the best redwood should be used for the expansion of the Mountain God Temple."

Yang Xiaoshan finished speaking in one breath, and Yang Sheng's tightly furrowed brows relaxed.

He sighed softly and said:

"I can rest assured that you will be by my older brothers' side in the future."

Over the years, he had always felt guilty towards his three children, especially after discovering that his youngest son had always been the most intelligent, while he, as the father, had remained completely oblivious...

Although he had raised his three sons safely, he couldn't really be considered a good father; it was always his children who were understanding and considerate of him...

Yang Sheng felt melancholy for a moment before calming down. After all, someone who could command the nearly 10,000 people of Xiahe Village to call him "village chief" would certainly not be someone who liked to wallow in self-pity.

"We can't rush things about iron ore and salt. We'll think of other solutions slowly over the next few years."

"This year's grain harvest is so abundant that even the newly built granaries are full. There is no need to worry about not having enough to eat, and the livestock of every household are growing fatter and fatter."

"Look at these kids, they're much more energetic than before."

As Yang Sheng spoke, a gratified smile appeared on his face. Yang Xiaoshan, standing beside him, also smiled and nodded in agreement.

This year is a completely different year for Xiahe Village, and also a year of rebirth.

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Three months later, during the Spring Festival.

This year, Xiahe Village is much more lively than last year. Perhaps it is because the village was officially merged this year, and the almost overflowing grain in the granary has made the villagers celebrate.

On Qingfeng Mountain, Su Xueyi was carrying a wooden box and slowly walking up to the top of the mountain. She felt a cool and refreshing fragrance of plum blossoms wafting over her, which invigorated her.

Meanwhile, Fang Yan was drinking and playing chess under the plum blossom tree, accompanied by four little demons. When they saw Su Xueyi arrive, they all greeted her.

"Senior Fang Yan, this year's harvest is bountiful. My grandmother and Qiu'er's grandmother made some pastries together and asked me to bring them up the mountain to offer to you."

Fang Yan looked over, nodded with a smile, and gestured with his hand toward the stone bench opposite the stone table, indicating that Su Xueyi should sit down.

"I never expected to find pastries in these mountains. I would certainly like to try them."

Seeing this, Su Xueyi's smile became even brighter. She quickly sat down opposite Fang Yan, placed the wooden box on the stone table, opened the lid, and saw a dozen or so white glutinous rice cakes inside, emitting a rich aroma of rice.

In previous years, every family was struggling to get enough to eat, so who would be so extravagant as to use grain to make pastries?

Life is finally much better now. The pastries that Su Xueyi brought up the mountain were made by the two old people who inquired around and figured out how to make them.

Fang Yan reached out, took out a piece of pastry, took a small bite, and nodded in praise:

"The rice has a rich aroma, with a touch of homely warmth, not bad."

Seeing this, Su Xueyi breathed a sigh of relief. After getting to know him over this period of time, she knew that this senior Fang Yan was easy-going, but her two elders would definitely be very happy to have his approval.

Su Xueyi chatted with Fang Yan for a while longer before saying goodbye and leaving. Not long after, Fang Yan was greeted by the money rat, who had been quite busy lately.

"Three top-quality Pure Essence Pills?!"

The money rat's eyes gleamed as it stared at the three jade bottles on the stone table, where it saw a cloud-patterned elixir quietly placed inside each bottle.

This Lord Fang Yan really gave him a big surprise!

A single top-grade Pure Yuan Pill might not stand out at an auction, but three top-grade Pure Yuan Pills appearing together, all refined by the same alchemist...

He believed that many people would remember the name of the alchemist Qingfeng at this auction.

"Your alchemy skills are even higher than I expected. These three Great Pure Yuan Pills will surely achieve extraordinary results at the auction."

The money rat was all smiles. Compared to his previous aversion and resistance, he was now increasingly fond of running towards the Ten Thousand Mountains. If he continued like this, a promotion to a high position would no longer be a dream!

"In that case, these three pills will be given to you."

Fang Yan, standing to the side, nodded with a smile. If everything went smoothly, the amount of Wanbao Coins in his hands should also break through to a new limit.

The money rat didn't rush to leave, but instead chatted with Fang Yan on the mountaintop, mostly discussing various matters related to the auction.

As for Fang Yan, although he will not be attending this time, he will definitely go and see it if he ever travels in the future, as it will not hurt to learn more.

And the money rat, who already regarded him as the "God of Wealth," naturally spoke his mind without reservation.

After a short while, the Money Rat rode away from Qingfeng Mountain on a beam of light, while Fang Yan turned his gaze to the Black Crow preening its feathers on the treetop.

Several months passed, and with the help of his cultivation and the spiritual pills such as Spirit Nourishing Pills and Spirit Tempering Pills, the four little demons made progress to varying degrees. Among them, Hei Yan made the greatest progress.

At this moment, a long, vertical golden mark had appeared on Hei Yan's forehead, adding to his noble air.

Moreover, this crow belongs to the fire element. When he was cultivating the pure yang sword energy, it liked to get close to him to absorb the residual pure yang energy. Recently, it has even developed a fire-breathing spell with considerable power.

Xuan Shui has been frequently asking Hei Yan for help to boil the water in the stone pool lately, and he seems to know how to enjoy himself...

It is worth mentioning that after a period of chaotic back-and-forth, Da Huang and Xuan Shui seemed to have reached some kind of agreement, and their relationship eased.

Fang Yan himself had already found some time to refine the Worry-Free Liquid, and his spiritual sense strength had significantly increased. After adapting to this change, he was clearly more adept at both controlling the spirit sword and refining pills than before.

Furthermore, as his cultivation level continued to improve, his Pure Yang Sword Intent also continuously improved through the tempering in the Sword Tower, and his resonance with the Pure Yang Sword Seed became increasingly intense.

Of course, Fang Yan also looked forward to playing another game with Fellow Daoist Shu Yu when he arrived.

Time passed silently and quietly, and two years of such peaceful years went by in the blink of an eye.