Farm and cultivate immortality, get a cuckold wife at the beginning

At three o'clock in the morning, Wang Tao turned around and returned to the shop, thinking of using another set of persuasion routines to guide Wang Erbao, but found that people had woken up and escaped from the sea of suffering, so he smiled happily and returned to the front yard, and told Lu Qi and his men not to go to the back to disturb, if there was something, he could help with it.

In this way, half a month passed, and every day he stretched out his hand to eat and opened his mouth, Wang Erbao entered the frenzy of cultivation.

My aunt and grandfather would come over to deliver food every day, because Wang Tao had explained that he couldn't be too disturbed, so he simply put three meals a day in front of his door, and finally even became two meals a day.

Wang Erbao opened the door and put this thing into the house, and after thinking about it, he poured out a grain and swallowed it, and re-grasped the spirit stone to cultivate and settle down.

There is no time for practice, and three months have passed in a blink of an eye, and the vast white snow has covered the entire Qingzhou.

Even if the cold winter howls, there is still a lot of traffic outside Qingzhou, which is not a coastal area, and it only takes to survive March to bloom in spring.

Everything in the Wang family's grocery store is still the same, but the goods sold recently are a little barren, and the proprietor Wang Erbao is in cultivation and retreat, and there is no supply of goods, only the things that are poured from other shops to earn the difference, there is really no oil and water.

Inside the shop, the guy was dozing off with the brazier, occasionally his earlobes fluttered and he heard footsteps, only to find that it was the frostbitten homeless people on the street outside who wanted to come in to warm up, and hurriedly grabbed the feather duster to drive them out, however, after this scene was seen by Lu Qi, he severely reprimanded Xiao Duzi and the two, and then there were homeless people who came to the door to roast the fire, and the two were worried about the façade of the shop, so they simply gave them some charcoal to leave quickly and not get in the way.

However, in the long run, there are naturally more beggars and homeless people in front of the door, and some beggars who know how to win sympathy with weakness will naturally send little beggars to the door to ask for some dry food and rice porridge.

After noon, it was the most sleepy time after dinner, two young men and a woman walked into the shop, brocade robes lined with fur, showing grace and luxury, and the two of them hung jade pendants on their waists, which were not comparable to the children of ordinary rich families.

The two of them walked around the store, looking at each other and inevitably disappointed, people in the world thought that they had not seen the world, why did the cultivators also spread the word of mouth that the Wang family shop in the southern city would have spiritual grass and the best magic weapons to sell, but after walking around, the two realized that they had come in vain.

Just as the two were about to leave quietly, the dozing little Duzi accidentally touched the brazier, and was immediately scalded and blown in the wind, and then ran out in a hurry without caring about someone in the store, grabbed a handful of snow and pressed it on the back of the scalded hand, and waited for him to come back, only to find that there were already people receiving the two.

It was none other than Wang Erbao, the owner of the house who he hadn't seen for a long time, and at this moment, he was talking to the two with a smile on his face.

They are also cultivators, their ears and eyes can clearly see that the immortals are different, and the gods can distinguish the roots and bones out of the body, and the three of them all know that the people in front of them are extraordinary, and they are inevitably contemptuous and polite.

"In Xia Wang Erbao, there are few people in the shop, but if you need something, just say it, we can get it here. Wang Erbao said boastfully.

Outside the display case, the woman glanced at the usual few spirit runes and flying locust stones in the cabinet, to be honest, the only thing that could be seen was the thunder, she was inevitably a little disdainful, and said: "I'm not targeting you, fellow Daoist, the things in this shop are really ordinary, and there seems to be some discrepancies with what is rumored in the circle." Wang

Erbao grabbed the dust in his hand to drive away the flies, and said with a smile: "Our shop is indeed small, not as large as the vast chamber of commerce like Qianyuan, you can take out the bottom of the pressure box and put it on the table, forgive me." There

is a level of this, and the young man on the other side understands it, and there is still a layer of meaning that is not said directly, it is clearly that my shop is small but there are many, many of them.

He looked at the female companion next to him, and the two of them had a good heart, so they hurriedly changed their smiles and approached closer.

Across the display case, the young man raised his arms and hugged Wang Erbao, "I see that Daoist friends are full of spiritual power, since they are all people in the circle, speak more directly, and please Haihan if you are offended."

"But it doesn't hurt to say, you buy and I sell, and buying and selling is not benevolent."

Outside the display case, the young man said in a low voice: "I don't know if there are more than 100 years of spiritual grass in this shop?"

He also returned the salute with his fists and responded: "There is no shortage of hundred-year-old spirit grass in the store, but this cold day, I am worried about frostbite when I take it out, my buddy is just a mortal who doesn't know how to use spiritual power to shelter, so I disappointed the two." The

young man's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Is that

a two-hundred-year-old spirit grass?" Wang Erbao smiled: "There are five-hundred-year-old ones, as long as you produce a spirit stone."

"That's great. The young man was very excited, glanced at his female companion, lifted his robe to reveal a delicate storage bag on his waist, and hooked out a sheepskin scroll from it, and on the broken scroll, a green plant shaped like an octopus was depicted, and he unfolded the sheepskin roll and pushed it in front of Wang Erbao, "Fellow Daoists, please look, this is Xiaoyao grass, it looks like a He Shou Wu, have you ever seen

it?" Wang Erbao stared deeply, and looked at the two opposite suspiciously, he guessed in his heart whether the Xiaoyao Grass incident on the side of the sect would leak the news, or whether these two people had originally come to ask for Xiaoyao Cao, not intentionally.

Immortal cultivators must be conscientious every step, after all, life is at stake, if you slack off, you will definitely die, after thinking about it, he asked Xiao Duzi to invite the two guests to drink tea, and he came to the backyard to see Wang Tao.

The Wang family's grocery store has food and drink, and there is a kid with unlimited potential, Wang Tao also went out to find the spirit grass for the deacon and never went back, only when he handed in the spirit grass every month, let Lu Dayou and others carry it to pay the customs clearance.

Hearing Wang Erbao knock on the door, Wang Tao motioned for the other party to go in, and after Brother Bao explained his intentions, he said that he had never leaked the matter of the grass head essence and the grass, even the Gongsun Aunt, and he had not leaked it.

In this way, Wang Erbao finally breathed a sigh of relief, and told the story of the distinguished guests in the store, and the two hurriedly returned to the front hall of the store.

Seeing that the master came, the young man and woman in the brocade robe got up, but Wang Tao signaled to sit down and speak, Xiao Guizi poured tea and retreated, and in the hall, only four people were breathing silently, not knowing where to start.

Wang Erbao looked left and right, and felt that it was better for him to speak first, he cleared his throat and snuggled sideways on the seat, and asked leisurely: "Two, Xiaoyao grass is not an ordinary spirit grass, don't hide it from you, just now I went back to talk to my brother, what he means is that as long as you can afford the price, our shop can find it for the two of you in the shortest possible time." On

the other side, the man listened to a little muttering, and the topic changed, "Fellow Daoist, I don't know how many years of Xiaoyao grass you can find here, after all, the longer the spirit grass, the better, of course, the spirit stone is not an obstacle to you and me, you know what I mean." "