Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 18

2020-11-07

Chapter 18 The villain joins forces

"Master chicken, I'm going out this time, oh..."

This Days, Fang Dou got up early and was about to say goodbye to the rooster when he was suddenly pecked, which was very painful.

Obviously, Master Chicken didn't want to watch the house and insisted on going into the city with him.

"I want to say it clearly, why are you rough!"

Fang Dou put rice on his back, and this time he had to exchange money to purchase more supplies.

I'm running out of firewood recently, so I'm going to buy some, otherwise it will be a problem to boil water for food.

I usually pick up dead branches and cannot meet the needs of eating, drinking and bathing.

"Otherwise, buy another hatchet!"

Well, plus the kitchen knife and the iron pot, it's already three pieces of iron.

If the government is strictly managed, I am afraid that it will have to be registered.

No matter which dynasty, ironware was strictly controlled.

"Master Rooster, you are tired!"

The rooster raised his head proudly, landed on Fang Dou's shoulder, and looked forward proudly.

A dozen or more li roads have become so light that they usually take half an hour to arrive, but they have already entered the city before the sun is half empty.

Fang Dou went to the rice shop to exchange rice for money as usual, and learned that the price of rice had risen again.

"How come, isn't the autumn grain storage in these days?"

The shopkeeper of the rice shop frowned, "There is a water demon in the canal, and the grain can't be transported in a few days. God, the price of food may double several times!"

He kindly advised Fang Dou, "Little Master, don't sell any more food at home, I don't think it's the right time to cause a famine. At that time, food was a life-saving thing, but it was more expensive than gold!"

Fang Dou walked out of the rice line with a heavy heart.

He came out to sell grain, in addition to changing some copper coins, he mostly wanted to use this to spy on the culture of the world.

If food prices continue to skyrocket, it will make life difficult for the common people, fearing that the world will be in chaos.

He came across and landed in the rich and prosperous land in the south of the Yangtze River. It is luck that he has enough food and clothing, but if the world is in chaos, he must face a more sinister environment.

"Cultivation is self-defense, we must speed up the pace!"

Fang Dou went to the Teeth Shop to inquire about the carpenter. Unfortunately, there was no carpenter to pick up the job.

"Master, please come back, I will find you when I have news!"

The shopkeeper of the tooth shop said again and again.

Fang Dou went to the ready-to-wear shop, picked up the patched fleece jacket, rolled it into a ball and stuffed it into a bamboo basket.

The door of the crude drug store opened, Boss' funeral has been closed for seven, and his son and daughter-in-law opened a store to do business.

"This little master, what do you want to buy?"

Fang Dou reported that the ingredients needed for the secret medicine are all commonly used medicine ingredients, and there is no need to worry about leakage.

Spell is a complete system. There are no gestures and formulas. It is only a secret medicine, and it cannot be refined. It is useless.

“Rhubarb, iron powder, tiger bone…”

Fang Dou measured and reported seven doses.

The new shopkeeper was delighted when he heard it. Several of the medicine ingredients, such as tiger bone, are expensive medicine ingredients, and some of them can make money.

Opening a herbal medicine store usually involves small profits but quick turnover. The more customers you get, the more happy you will be.

"Wait a minute, little master!"

After a while, several packaged medicine ingredient packets were tied firmly with hemp rope.

"Forty-five thousand in total!"

The new shopkeeper added, "Silver is also fine, forty-five taels!"

Fang Dou The tone was weak, "Do you have gold?"

The new shopkeeper quickly nodded, "Collection."

The price of food has risen, and gold and silver have become in short supply. Which shop does not Take it!

"Little Master, if you have gold, you can take it. We are not like the official shop, we have to collect fire and spend money!"

Don't buy sulphur lime, since there is chicken Master, poison insects swept across the temple, not even an ant could be seen.

However, compared to the cost of the secret medicine, this savings is as small as one hair from nine oxen.

"Lack of money!"

Fang Dou couldn't even imagine how much gold and silver mountains would be needed for the subsequent sacrifice of the dog spirit.

It's no wonder that warlocks on the rivers and lakes, a person who is not doing his job properly, makes money everywhere, and cultivation is a 'poor disease'!

The good news is that you don't need government approval to buy iron pans, kitchen knives and hatchets.

Compared to the secret medicine, the three pieces of iron utensils add up to only a few thousand dollars, which is far from the initial pain.

After buying the ironware, Fang Dou estimated that he still had some surplus copper coins on hand, which would be cumbersome to carry around.

He simply found an incense candle shop, bought some candles, incense, and fruit cakes to worship the stone statues in the temple.

Speaking of which, the temple where Fang Dou lives, from a legal point of view, the owner is not Guo San, but this stone statue.

The temples and temples built by Shimen and Taoists in this world are nominally dedicated to gods and Buddhas, and monks are just servants.

In this way, it is as if the landlord does not show up, and the tenant automatically becomes the owner.

However, daily worship is related to sincerity and should not be neglected.

 …

The farmland stretches out, and there is a broken thatched hut. Within several hundred meters around, there is no second house.

This is the norm in the countryside, unlike the central villages of later generations, where every house is next to each other, and the voices of chickens and dogs are heard.

These days, I rely on my feet. Sometimes I have to walk on seven-eight li to reach my farmland.

Therefore, villages are clustered in large tracts of farmland, with at least several thousand meters between neighbors.

The thatched hut rises with smoke from cooking, but it is very quiet, not even the sound of chickens crowing.

The dismounted thief stood at the window, looking at the scene outside through the worn window paper.

The owner of this farmer, a middle-aged farmer, stood blankly at the corner of the wall. At his feet, there was a bloodied guard dog and a pile of chicken feathers.

His wife, a peasant woman with big hands and big feet, with a sullen expression, was holding a boiled fat chicken and steaming rice next to her, which was the seed grain at home.

"It's time to eat!"

The thief was also hungry after dismounting.

The arrester in the county yazhong had a few hard hands, and they chased him and fled everywhere.

The dismounted thief ate the shouted, and soon a pile of chicken bones fell under his feet.

"Suicide!"

The thief gave an order after dismounting from the horse. The farmer walked up and raised his hoe, the woman picked up the kitchen knife, and slammed her hand on her forehead and neck.

The blood-reeking qi permeated the house.

"Dismounted thief, such a very ruthless heart!"

After dismounting, his night sweats stood on end. He clearly didn't notice anyone approaching. Where did the owner of this voice come from.

Turning around, he saw an old lady with a kind face, who he regarded as the farmer's old mother.

"Old lady, you are the old lady of this family!"

Dismounted and grinned, suddenly loudly shouted, "Go slow!"

This is him The unique spell 'drinking the soul', the common man is drunk, his courage is exhausted, and he turns into a puppet at the mercy of him.

This farmer was hit by a trick. He used drinking water as an excuse to trick him into entering the house.

Farmers and peasant women killed their own hens, boiled the next year's seed grains, dismounted horses and robbed them for a feast, and then committed suicide by obedience.

The old lady was 'Lang Qi'. He hid in the dark and saw the whole process. He appreciated the viciousness of the dismounted thief.

'Soul Soul Drink' approached him, and he suddenly laughed.

"The dismounted thief, this thing is useless to the man!"

The dismounted thief spell failed, staggered back, looked shocked, "You, who are you?"

The old lady's waist instantly straightened, and she spoke in a man's voice, "Lao Zi Lang Qi!"

"It turned out to be Lang Qi Ye!"

( End of this chapter)