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"Oh? This sounds interesting." Luo Huai was very interested when he heard it, "You don't usually make money from this, right?"

"It's not much, it's all based on official standard rescue costs."

Luo Huai didn't expect that he would actually charge money.

"A life must be worth something, otherwise there will be no lessons learned at all, and the people who are rescued will not learn their lessons. Sooner or later, I will not be able to save them." Qing Lin took advantage of the situation to talk about his experience in collecting medicine.

The great rivers in the eastern region are full of treasures, especially spiritual herbs, which are countless. His alchemy sometimes requires high raw materials. The processing of many medicinal materials on the market is not satisfactory, so he has to find natural medicinal materials himself.

More than once, he found animal carcasses, even human ones, next to some herbs that grew in harsh environments.

So strictly speaking, rescuing people was just something he did casually while picking herbs.

At this time, Qinglin looked at the time and said, "This will be just right. At two o'clock in the afternoon, one of the herbs I looked at two days ago is about to mature. Do you want to go and see it together?"

"Can."

The two of them threw the handle casually, Qinglin went to change into casual clothes for traveling, and then he and Luo Huai came to the edge of the mountain, the other side of the cliff.

He threw out a sword. The blade was wide and stable when he sat on it.

Luo Huai stopped flying by himself to save some energy.

Putting his fingers on the edge of the sword blade, he remembered that when he was sitting on this flying sword, he scratched the blade with his hand.

So now he scratched it again, and sure enough, blood started to flow again.

Qinglin turned around and was speechless, and said, "Do you do this every time you sit down? My flying sword is not an evil spirit. It requires blood to be sacrificed to the spirit."

As soon as he finished speaking, the flying sword flashed an arc of light.

"..." Qinglin fell into deep thought.

The problem is that Luo Huai's blood is a good thing, a tiger balm certified by a big boss.

"Small problem, small problem." Luo Huai mumbled with a haha, dissipating the air from the wound, and it healed quickly.

Qinglin had no choice but to ignore this and said: "Sit tight, I'm going to speed up. I'm not the only one waiting for the herbs to mature. If I don't hurry up, I'll be gone."

Luo Huai immediately hugged Qinglin's waist. The flying sword didn't even have a handle, so there was no other place to hug him.

The flying sword turned into a stream of light in the air, passing over several mountain peaks and rivers in an instant. In a place surrounded by mountains, the dense jungle was somewhat sparse.

There are clusters of bright yellow flowers growing in the grass there, and their round and fat petals are very cute.

Luo Huai asked little Alice to check it out. It was a kind of spiritual plant called "medicated taro". It was usually gathered in clusters. Some of the plants were poisonous, but the tubers in the ground were very delicious, even if they were Simply boil it in water until soft and add a little salt to make it fragrant.

"This is today's dinner." Qinglin said. Although he didn't go down the mountain to buy anything, what he usually eats at home are delicacies he found in the mountains and rivers, and they are definitely no worse than those in restaurants.

So while the girls go out to work, he acts like a househusband at home.

"There should be more than one dish for dinner, right?" Luo Huai smacked his lips, "One dish is a bit too little."

"You don't want to stay for dinner."

"It's not impossible. I haven't tasted your craftsmanship yet."

"Come on, how could you leave your wife alone and come here to eat and drink?" Qinglin pushed this guy in disgust, but the guy continued to hug him with a smile.

"Go back home and eat, otherwise you will be kicked out of the house by your wife and you will have to come to my place to eat and drink."

"Then why don't I take a copy home with me?" Luo Huai joked. He didn't want to make a living for this big family.

"Then I'll dig some for you when the time comes. This stuff is pretty good. You can also consider taking it back to plant some." Qinglin knew that Luohuai could mass-produce various medicinal herbs.

Luo Huai asked back: "The environment near your home is so good and the aura is sufficient, so it should be possible to plant it, right?"

In fact, there are also small worlds owned by Qinglin, which should be able to be planted.

But he shook his head and said: "It's different. Medicinal herbs have very strict requirements on the material and energy of the environment, and spiritual plants are very changeable. Even if there is only a slight change in the environment, there may be changes."

"Besides, there are thousands of types of spiritual plants. Without subdividing them, the medicinal materials used to make alchemy and medicine are all very mixed. If it is not ultra-large-scale production, there is no need to specialize in planting."

And he already has so much free time every day. If he doesn't have a reason to go out for a walk, then he will really become a freeloader.

Luo Huai totaled up the spiritual plant cultivation fields in his wheat world, and he thought it was right. There seemed to be so many spiritual plants, but most of the spiritual plants that he would use for large-scale planting were because they could be directly used for cooking. If it is eaten for elixir refining, then a lot of miscellaneous spiritual plants are basically grown on a small scale.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Look, those guys have already come out."

Qinglin pointed from a distance and saw a few small figures appearing on the grass beside the bright yellow flowers. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net looked like both rats and pigs.

"That's a small beast monster that's very common in this area, called a potato pig."

The word "yam" for sweet potato has the same pronunciation as "rat", and the latter word "pig" describes its characteristics. At the same time, the word "yam" also indicates that its staple food is various plants with tubers.

Their keen sense of smell can detect ripe food, and they come in groups to dig in search of food.

Compared with other monsters, these little guys appear harmless, but they are not very smart, especially after discovering one of their favorite foods, yam, they will dig excitedly and regardless of whether they eat it or not. If you can afford it, dig out all the yams nearby and store them.

But the problem is that the storage method of these little guys is not very good. Rather than storing it, it is better to find a place near a cave and bury it casually. This can help some plants survive, but for medicinal taro, their Storing them too deep will only cause these delicious foods to rot.

Moreover, their sharp claws will damage the skin of the tubers. If they dig out the tubers, the slightly larger tubers will be covered with scratches, making them difficult to preserve.

Furthermore, once the aroma of the medicinal taro is unearthed, the aroma will attract many other monsters, including many predators that prey on potato pigs.

Qinglin did not avoid the potato pigs that were eager to attack the yam. These little guys were not the warlike type. When they saw someone falling from the sky, they all hid in panic.

But Qinglin's immortal energy was magical. Before the attack, the immortal energy was as soft as the mist in the valley, so close to nature that the potato pigs didn't run away in fear.

They seemed to want to wait until Qinglin left before coming out.