Beiyin Great Sage

Chapter 004 Growing Mushrooms

Jimin Lane.

The houses here were specially built by the imperial court for the victims of the disaster. They can only accommodate them and shelter them from wind and rain.

The road in front of the door is narrow, and after the rain, it is muddy everywhere. In addition, there is no place to dispose of the excrement and urine mixed in it, which is even more foul-smelling.

but,

Enter the abalone's place, and you won't smell its stink for a long time.

People who live here are already used to the environment of Jimin Lane.

There are people coming and going on the street, there are children playing and adults calling. Although everyone is dressed in rags, there is brilliance in their eyes.

"Crack...crack..."

Walking in the alley with muddy feet, Zhou Yi couldn't help showing a smile on his face as he looked at the scene full of vitality.

Thank goodness!

Fortunately, I don't have the memory of the Ruins Realm.

Hundreds of years of complicated experiences have made the "noumenon" indifferent, as if it lacks the emotions and desires that normal people should have.

The world collapses without changing its color.

Hundreds of millions of living beings are extinct, and they will not be moved in the slightest.

He doesn't want to be that kind of person.

That kind of unwavering and motionless mentality is no longer a human being. What's the point of living like this?

"crunch..."

The door was pushed open, and Ergou had already come back first. As he said, there are so many places to go down the mountain, and the possibility of being caught is very small.

"You are back."

Er Gou, who had been squinting for a while, rubbed his eyes, as if thinking of something, he grinned:

"How's the harvest?"

"It's okay." Zhou Yi put down his cloth pocket and said:

"Sold for seven big bucks."

There is a market for buying mountain mushrooms near the gate of the city. This thing is not easy to store, so a few people naturally sold it early and put it in their pockets.

"I have five." Uncle Zheng squatted down, rubbed his injured leg back and forth, and said:

"Your Aunt Bai also earned two big bucks, plus one from Xiao Yi, there are three in total. At least the trip was not in vain."

"Hey..." Er Gou laughed and said:

"Guess how much I earn?"

"How much?" Aunt Bai looked curious:

"Surely a lot?"

"That's it!" Er Gou stretched out three fingers and gestured in front of him:

"This number!"

"Three..." Aunt Bai opened her eyes wide:

"Thirty bucks?"

"That's right!" Ergou patted his thigh:

"This business is hard to do."

"My God." Aunt Bai's wrist trembled slightly, her voice trembling:

"There are really thirty?"

"Of course." Ergou raised his eyebrows, took out a money bag from his pocket, shook it in his hand, then took out one and handed it over:

"Aunt Bai, you don't need to prepare pancakes for me tomorrow, I bought the pancakes myself."

"Oh." Aunt Bai's face froze, she looked at the big money in his hand, hesitated for a moment, but took it, nodded and said:

"That's right, Ergou is promising. Thirty dollars a day can make you a tael of silver a month, and you can find a house in the city every year."

"Hey..." Ergou looked excited, but he still said politely:

"There are not many months to pick mushrooms, so I can't earn that much."

"That's right." Uncle Zheng said with a wooden face:

"There are many mountain mushrooms after the rain, and it is not easy to find them in normal times. Even the mountain people have never heard of anyone who lives by picking mushrooms."

"And there are gang members, it's better to be careful."

The faces of the two dogs turned black.

"Go to bed early." Zhou Yi walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder:

"After a busy day, take a good rest."

"Humph!"

Ergou snorted softly, put the purse into his arms, curled up and lay down.

Zhou Yi lay on his back on the sackcloth, relaxing his body after a day of running around, he could clearly feel the pain in his waist and muscles.

The Sea of ​​Consciousness light curtain emerged.

Name: Zhou Yi

Age: fifteen

Chongguan (1/100)

Miscellaneous: Mountain Climbing Proficiency (32/100)

Ok?

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows.

There was no such thing as miscellaneous arts yesterday, but today I really did a lot of climbing in order to pick mushrooms. Could it be that there are more of them?

Thinking about it, he shook his head slightly.

Whether it is the original body or the self on the earth, they all have the experience of climbing mountains, so this skill should have been there long ago, but it has not been shown.

Probably because of the non-stop climbing today, it will show up.

skilled?

What would happen if the experience points reached one hundred?

These are all to be verified.

Close your eyes and gradually fall asleep.

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"Ok!"

"Ouch..."

On the second day after fatigue, muscle soreness is unavoidable, especially Ergou, who was overexcited yesterday, has a distorted expression.

"Two dogs."

Aunt Bai looked concerned:

"Why don't you go today?"

"No!" Er Gou gritted his teeth and said:

"There are only so many days to pick mushrooms. If you miss one day, you will earn less money. I won't go to get the porridge later, and I will go pick mushrooms first."

As he spoke, he touched his chest.

The meatloaf I bought yesterday is still there, so I don’t have to queue up to get the porridge that is just soup.

Zhou Yi rubbed his legs, as if thinking of something, he rummaged through his pile of sundries and found a tattered booklet.

Immediately his eyes lit up.

After receiving the porridge, he brought the bowl to a middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks:

"Mr. Zhao."

Unlike other refugees, the middle-aged man was wearing a long gown. Although the clothes were inconvenient to move around and were tattered, he still put them on and never changed them.

The man who was drinking porridge with his head depressed raised his head when he heard the sound, subconsciously protecting his bowl, Fang said slowly:

"Little B, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Zhao." Zhou Yi squatted down, handed his porridge to the other party, then took out the booklet from his arms, and said with a smile:

"I would like to ask you a few words."

"Character?"

Glancing at Zhou Yi, who was big and thick, with a dull face, Mr. Zhao had a funny face, then he finished his bowl of porridge and then poured the porridge from Zhou Yi's bowl into his own bowl, at the same time he spoke slowly, with a preaching tone attitude:

"It's only now that I think of learning to read and write. I'm too old, but it's never too late to learn such things. There is an old saying: Live to learn."

"Yes." Zhou Yi nodded repeatedly without refuting:

"Please also ask Mr. Zhao to read the above content."

"Read it again?" Mr. Zhao raised his eyebrows, showing disdain:

"You can remember it after reading it once?"

As he spoke, he grabbed the booklet and glanced at the cover:

""The Tales of Mountain Treasures and Hundred Medicines", your book is not complete, it is only a part of a medicine book, or a very small part of it."

"No problem." Zhou Jia took out a sharpened charcoal from his pocket and said:

"Mr. Zhao, please speak."

"En." Mr. Zhao adjusted his clothes, first took a sip of gruel, and Fang said slowly:

"Plison-headed cloud mushroom, beneficial to the stomach, reducing phlegm and regulating qi..."

Zhou Yi held a 'charcoal pen' in his hand, and marked it with simplified characters below. Fortunately, the other party spoke slowly, so he could barely keep up.

"Truffle, like qi and blood, nourishing essence..."

While reading, Mr. Zhao looked at his movements curiously, his eyes puzzled, what are those ghostly symbols?

I don't understand, but fortunately ignore it.

There are six sheets of paper in the booklet, and there are simple images on it. There are actually not many words, and I have already read it with a cup of tea.

"A total of seventeen kinds of herbs, most of which are mountain mushrooms and truffles."

Gently stroking his beard, Mr. Zhao said with a faint smile:

"After reading today, I'm a little tired. If there is something I can't remember, come here and ask me tomorrow. Of course, I can't come in vain."

As he spoke, he pointed to Zhou Yi's empty bowl.

"Yes Yes."

Zhou Yi smiled and closed the booklet:

"I see."

next time?

no more chance!

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