Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 67 [Ordinary people make choices, practitioners...]

  The bamboo tube filled with wine is very heavy, which is quite a test for my belt.

   Fortunately, it held up, and it even seemed to be able to hang another long bamboo tube.

  This tavern only sells wine, unlike the one in Huqiao Town, there are no braised meat and cold dishes, and there are no square tables and benches here, and there are no diners gathering around the table to drink.

  However, in terms of scale, this place is much larger, and the business is more prosperous.

  According to Fang Chang's observation, the main business here should be selling jar-packed wine to outsiders, and it should be mostly because of redemption or funeral, or the demand from surrounding restaurants and wealthy families.

But this tavern still hasn’t given up their retail business, they also sell alcohol to individuals, as evidenced by the drunkards squatting there holding bowls under the wall outside the entrance, just like the tavern in Huqiao Town, not to mention Fang Chang’s waist This bamboo tube.

  And the bad wine here is also mixed with water.

   Perhaps this is common practice.

   After taking two sips, Fang Chang was strolling on the street. He wasn't going to find a place to stay for the time being. After all, he didn't have a strong need for sleeping.

  Walking around, he saw a bamboo stool again. It was made very delicately, which shows that the carpenter is exquisite in craftsmanship, at least much better than Fang Chang. The small stall selling all kinds of bamboo wares was full of kites hanging on the side stalls. He looked at it and was attracted by one of them.

   Which one to buy?

  The money left to go to Huqiao Town to eat a bowl of mutton noodles, Fang Chang looked at it, and the coins on the rope were only enough to buy one of them.

  Beautiful bamboo stool and swallow kite, choose one of the two.

   After struggling for two seconds, he shook his head and smiled to himself: It's very simple, I don't even buy it.

  What choice do you make? Of course not at all.

  Fang Chang turned and walked back, leaving the two small stalls, and was soon gradually ignored in the eyes of the people around him.

  He pulled out the string of coins from the package, put a few copper coins back, and prepared to eat noodles in Huqiao Town, and held the rest in his hand, weighing them.

   is also a coincidence.

  Not far away, a woman was carrying a child on her back, patrolling in front of a pharmacy.

  Her clothes are clean but old and gray, patch after patch, holding a small hanging copper coin in her hand, with an anxious look on her face, but full of hesitation.

  It is a strange thing that the pharmacy is open at night, probably because of this night market.

  Fang Chang used his eyesight to look at the past, and could find that the child on the woman's back was sick, and his body temperature was higher than ordinary people.

  He smiled secretly: "You are destined."

  Everyone will ignore him when they glance over, so Fang Chang does not avoid it. He stood in the middle of the street, lightly tossed the stack of copper coins in his hand into the air, and then stretched out his finger.

  The coin disappeared instantly.

  The mother was anxious in front of the pharmacy with the child on her back.

  The consultation fee here is not low. The child suddenly became ill and needed to seek medical treatment, but the money in hand was not enough...

  All kinds of tragic possibilities for the child behind him, all of which came to mind for a moment, very sad, tears began to swirl in the eyes, half anxious and half sad.

  Suddenly, she felt a sudden sinking in her hand.

   "?"

   Lowering her head, the mother found that the coins in her hand suddenly multiplied several times, and she was almost unable to hold them and let go. She hurriedly grabbed them, and her heart was confused by surprise.

   "Which kind person is it?!"

  She looked around, especially in front and directly behind, but saw nothing.

  After turning half a circle on the spot, the child behind him moved slightly, but this simple movement woke the woman up: help is urgent.

   Leaning back and bowing briefly to the surroundings, the woman wiped away her tears with the child murmuring behind her back, and hurriedly walked up the steps.

   After finishing this set, Fang Chang felt satisfied.

   This is more comfortable, much more comfortable than shopping. With no money and a light body, why bother about mundane affairs? No bad mood.

   Moreover, whether it is a bamboo stool or a kite, you can try to make it yourself when you go back.

   Anyway, there is plenty of time.

  ...

  Watching the grateful woman walking towards the pharmacy, Fang Chang didn't leave in a hurry, but stood here, listening to the situation around the street.

  At this moment, two doctors sitting in the pharmacy in front of them were talking, and their conversation was passed into Fang Chang's ears verbatim.

   "It's really strange that I go out of the clinic to go to this clinic during the day, and it's a nightmare, can it be cured by taking medicine?"

"Of course not, but Jian Yuanwai gave too much money. For their sake, they have to check the young master carefully. I didn't expect to have no symptoms, but the young master sleeps normally during the day. , that pair is too weird..."

   "Hey, Jian Yuanwai is a good person, I hope they can survive this disaster."

   "That's right...someone is coming!"

  The woman who just carried the child on her back has already walked to the door of the pharmacy and stepped into the threshold.

  The two doctors who were chatting with each other immediately adjusted their status and prepared to move these topics to another time to continue. It is more important to do the work first.

  They inquired about the condition of the child on the woman's back, and then began to give injections and prescribe medicine. The condition of the child improved slightly immediately, which made the woman speak more cheerfully.

  Fang Chang was fine anyway, so he leaned here and waited for the woman to come out.

   "Walk slowly, and remember to take your medicine!"

  Accompanied by the shop owner's hooting voice, the woman walked out of the drugstore, her steps became brisk, and her words of coaxing the children began to be full of hope.

  Fang Chang glanced at the expressions on the heads of the two men, and nodded to himself.

  At this time, the conversation between the two doctors in the pharmacy resounded again, and passed through the thick wall to Fang Chang's ears.

"Of course, Jian Yuanwai is a good person. He helps the neighbors every day, and he also helps those children who have no money to study. The most important thing is that the two Jian Yuanwai here have no tenants. The reason why they are called The last name of "Yuanwai" is due to his teaching and educating people, and the city is full of peaches and plums. Recently, their brothers have doubled the number of successful candidates, which has greatly improved the face of our Xingqing Mansion."

Another voice sounded: "Who says it's not? It's a pity that good people don't always have good rewards. It's really bad for the brothers Jian Zhengchu and Jian Zhengqing. I don't know what the young master is because of Why do you always have nightmares, or have you bumped into some god? Sigh..."

  The two chatted enthusiastically over there, but Fang Chang frowned slightly here.

   "Jane Zhengchu?"

   Isn't that the one who stopped me before when I went down the mountain, and took me for a ride in a carriage.

   Unexpectedly, the two brothers were the "Jane Brothers" in the previous rumors, that is, the two legendary mentors who made Xingqing Mansion a culturally popular place.

  Encountered this matter, Fang Chang felt that he could not ignore it.

   After all, they also know each other, so they can be regarded as old friends. It is also beneficial for me to give me a ride, and it has planted some karma.

   But it doesn't matter at all.

  The most important point is that Fang Chang wants to take care of it.

   Obedience to the heart is the core part of the way he cultivates. Since he wants to control it, then he can control it.

  (end of this chapter)