Reborn Primitive Age

Chapter 952

When the two of them left, they didn't dare to breathe loudly until Zhu Yang, who was trembling, made a movement and started to roll up the Yixi landscape map and put it away.

Of the two old men just now, one is the world-renowned painting saint Bofu, and the other is the world-renowned calligraphy saint Gong Yangru.Others may not know these two people, but how could he not know.I thought that the landscape scrolls drawn by myself in brilliant colors would be appreciated by the elders, but unexpectedly they were ignored.

It doesn't matter, the days in Qingyang Academy are still long, and he still has a chance.

Zhu Yang took a deep breath, put away the scroll, turned around and said to Zi Chu and the others, "Let's go!"

"Um"

Zi Chu nodded to Gongliang, got on the flower deer with his companions, and left.

Only Gongliang, Gu'er, and Migu were left by the stream, while rabbits, pheasants, shrimps and crabs were still jumping on the boulders.After thinking about it, Gongliang took Gu'er to deal with the wild animals that Ji Yuyong had caught.Now that the master has left, let him do it, so as not to waste these things.

From the Yanbu to the Great Wilderness, and then from the Great Wilderness to the Eastern Land, and experienced all the countries in the Eastern Land, Gong Liang did not know how many dishes he cooked and how many techniques he used to keep himself from getting bored. able to match.

Although there are only rabbits, white-headed pheasants, fish, shrimp and crabs by the stream now, they are enough for him to cook a lot of dishes.

Three rabbits, one roasted with heavenly nectar and soy sauce, one stewed tiger beans, one braised in soy sauce; five big fish, three baked in salt, two boiled in soup; spicy fried crawfish, snow crab fruit wine, by the stream There were also some fresh and tender wild vegetables on the table, and he picked some and fried a large plate. He also cooked a large pot of rice with marinated animal meat.

The conditions are simple, but the products are delicious and delicious, Gu'er's mouth is watering.

Mi Gu kept yelling that he was hungry and wanted to eat.

Gong Liang took out the bowls and chopsticks from the space and set them up. Seeing their eagerness, he smiled and said, "Eat!"

When Mi Gu heard that he was finally able to eat, he immediately grabbed the honey-spiced rabbit leg that he had stared at for a long time and ate it in big mouthfuls, "Mmm, it's delicious."

Gu'er was so absorbed in eating that she didn't have time to talk.

Gong Liang filled a bowl for each of them with a large bowl of thickly boiled fish soup, and he ate it himself.The honey-glazed rabbit meat is roasted crispy, and the soy sauce brewed from Tianxiang nectar and animal meat is soaked into it very well, so that every piece of rabbit meat has a taste, and the crispness is sweet and salty, which is just right and rare.

The big fish in the stream have no scales and are as soft as boneless. They are baked in spiritual salt, the salty fish is fresh, and it is extremely beautiful.

The crayfish is carefully cooked by Gongliang with a slightly super spicy wild pepper brought from Yanbu, adding ginger, green onion, garlic and other ingredients. It is fragrant and spicy, yet crisp and delicious.

Each snow crab, which is above the palm of your hand, is soaked with fruit wine. The delicious crab meat has the freshness of fruit wine, and tastes a little bit of wine, which can be described as the best.

Mi Gu and Gu'er ate with their heads down, and they ate until their stomachs were pointed, like a woman who was pregnant in October, and they looked very funny.

After eating, Gong Liang cleaned up the table and other things, saw the appearance of the two of them, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to Fangshi for a stroll, and help you digest your food."

Wherever Papa goes, Migu will go there.Hearing Papa's words, she naturally had no objection.As for Gu'er, who had been captured by Gongliang for a meal, of course he would not have any other opinions.

Gongliang didn't know where Qingyang Xuegong Fangshi was, so he asked someone on the road before heading towards Fangshi.

As the only place to buy and sell things in Qingyang Academy, Fangshi naturally has a lot of people.

When Gongliang arrived, he saw shops everywhere and people shaking.But after all, it is a Confucianism cultivator sect, and it is a bit reserved in its bones, so there are no merchants shouting loudly at the door to attract customers, and the shoppers are also very polite.

Gong Liang took a look, then hugged Mi Gu and walked slowly around Fangshi with Gu'er.

Qingyang Academy is a sect of Confucianism cultivators, most people don't cultivate the body, they only quench their bodies with literary energy or awe-inspiring righteousness, very few people need spiritual stone pills, so the ones sold in the market are those that are similar to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. class related stuff.

Gongliang watched while walking, planning to buy something to go back.

Jing Shu would practice calligraphy when she was free, while Yan Shu liked to draw and make talismans, and needed pens, ink, paper and inkstone.Qingyang Xuegongfang City must sell the most and the best of these things. Now that you are here, how can you not bring some back.

Migu was lying in Papa's arms, looking around curiously, when he saw a picture hanging on a small booth, he suddenly had a headache, and quickly lay back in Papa's arms to rest obediently.

"Gu Moxuan."

After walking for a while, Gongliang saw a shop on the side of the street with the three characters "Gu Moxuan" written on it, so he went in.It goes without saying that this must be a shop selling ink.

As soon as he walked in, he was dazzled by all kinds of ink ingots in the store.

If you look around, you can see that the walls around the store are nailed with cabinets separated by small grids. On each grid there are ink ingots, engraved with flowers, birds, fish, insects, water, trees, stone animals and other scenes.Although the fragrance of ink emanating from the ink ingot made people smell literary and bookish, for some reason, Gong Liang always felt as if he had entered a golden tower full of tablets, which was a bit creepy.

"Excuse me, do you need anything?"

Suddenly, someone asked in my ear.

Gong Liang was startled, turned around to look, and saw a benevolent old man in Confucian clothes with a slight beard looking at him kindly.

"Excuse me, is there anything I need?" the old man asked again.

Although this place looks a bit like the Lingtai Golden Pagoda, but Gongliang is not afraid of ghosts, how could he be afraid of these.After calming down, Gong Liang said, "I want to buy some ink ingots, what recommendations does the old man have?"

"I don't know if it is for my own use, or for others to use?"

"Is there a difference?"

"Naturally there is a difference."

The old man nodded and said: "If the guest uses it for himself, he only needs to buy ink ingots that meet his own cultivation level. If others want to use it, the guest needs to tell the person's cultivation level."

"Buying things depends on cultivation?" Gong Liang was a little confused.

"nature,"

The old man pointed to the various ink ingots placed in the small grids on the counters around the store and said: "Guests, please look at the ink ingots in those small grids. Each ingot is made of high-quality spiritual things, and each piece contains a certain amount of spiritual energy." High and low, each is different. If the customer has a high level of cultivation and buys ink ingots with low aura, the paintings and characters written will contain less aura; if he buys ink ingots with higher cultivation than himself, he cannot control the ink The spiritual energy contained in the ingot will disperse when the time comes, so buying it back will not be worth the loss."

Gongliang had never heard of such a thing before, and felt it was very fresh, so he couldn't help asking: "Which one of the ink ingots in your shop has the highest spiritual energy?"

"The top piece." The old man motioned.

Gong Liang followed the old man's direction and looked towards the top floor of the cabinet. There were not many grids separated there like the one below, and the entire floor was empty, but there was an ink ingot.

The ink ingot is crystal clear and jade-like, with a faint light, standing on the highest point like a towering mountain, with a majestic momentum, it is extraordinary at first glance.

　One more chapter later

　　

　

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