Catch the sea: start with a sand shovel and take over the entire beach

The breakfast on the mountain is quite rich, with porridge and pickles, steamed buns and dumplings, and even sugar triangles.

Miaomiao was holding a steamed bun that was not much smaller than her head, and was competing with a little Taoist boy to see who could eat more.

The little mouth was stuffed full and it made sounds like a puppy guarding its food.

"Brother, does our Taoist temple usually have any income?"

Zhao Qin looked at the 70-odd people in front of him. Each of them was a big eater. Feeding them was no small matter.

As the old saying goes, you can eat as much as you want and drink as much as you want, but that also depends on how many people there are. More than 70 people is far beyond the means of an ordinary family's income.

Wang Jiasheng did not answer immediately, but finished the last bit of steamed buns and porridge, and wiped his mouth slowly.

After proving that he had finished eating, he replied, "Part of it is from the incense money, and we can also sell some of the money from collecting herbs.

Every time Master goes out, he brings back a lot of money. In the past, we didn’t have to worry about this, but in the past year, there have been too many people from other Taoist temples begging for alms.

So we are living in a tight spot, so Master called you."

Zhao Qin nodded. He knew that with his master's level, it would not be difficult to maintain this Taoist temple.

But the difficulty lies in the fact that colleagues need help in an emergency!

After Zhao Qin finished the last mouthful of porridge in his bowl, he said goodbye to his family and went to collect herbs.

The old Taoist didn't say anything. He still had to give acupuncture to Chen's father and mother in the morning. But Yu Fake insisted on going together.

"Second brother, what are you doing with the rope?" Zhao Qin asked curiously when he saw Liu Jing putting a rope into the backpack.

"Some precious herbs like to grow on cliffs, and you can't pick them without a rope."

Zhao Qin also carried a bamboo basket. Senior Brother Wang Jiasheng began to announce the rules. Every time there were many people going up the mountain to collect herbs,

Basically all children who are ten years old or above will be brought along, and there are as many as twenty or thirty of them.

After the team was organized and set off, Zhao Qin and the second senior brother walked in front, while the eldest senior brother walked at the end of the team. When they reached the place where they needed to disperse to collect herbs,

Often there is a big one with a small one.

"Second Brother, what kind of herbs do you usually pick here?"

"There are many, including cyperus rotundus, wild chrysanthemum, pinellia, scutellaria baicalensis, platycodon grandiflorum, and peucedanum chinense. However, it depends on the season. Most of the stems and leaves have withered in this season.

It is difficult to find, and people mainly look for tubers to dig.

Of course there are exceptions, that is Dendrobium, which is also the most precious herb in Longhu Mountain. Dendrobium officinale is best picked in winter.

But such top-quality medicine is hard to come by, and it is very difficult to come across nowadays."

Zhao Qin asked curiously, "Brother, how long have you been in the temple? Don't you plan to go down the mountain?"

Liu Jing continued calmly, "I went to the mountains when I was five years old. My aunt sent me here.

My father died early, and my mother was bought by my father from the south. When my father died, she ran away. At that time, my family relatives were unable to raise me, so I asked the master to take me in. "

"Have you ever thought about going down the mountain?"

Liu Jing became a little annoyed. "I thought I would never leave the mountain in this lifetime, but the master disagreed and told me and my senior brother that we could stay in the temple for two more years at most.

He would arrange for someone to take us down the mountain and into the secular world, and he also said that entering the secular world is also a form of spiritual practice.

Junior brother, you said, since we are all here to practice, wouldn’t it be better for me to stay in the mountains? Besides, although I can eat a lot, I am strong and can do a lot for the temple.”

Zhao Qin suddenly realized that the old Taoist wanted to take him in as a disciple because he valued his qualifications.

Who knows, maybe I was arranged by the old Taoist to be the guide for my fellow disciples to enter the secular world in the future.

Hammer, then you have a big responsibility.

But thinking about it the other way around, if I were to arrange for my fellow disciples to enter the world, I would suddenly have a lot more people of my own.

These people have simple minds and will not be corrupted in the short term at least, so they can be used with confidence.

I need to talk to my master and see if he really thinks so. If so, I can make some plans early.

He would not refuse. To put it in a more mercenary way, this would be a mutually beneficial deal for him and his master.

"Okay, we're at the mountain, little brother. This is your first time up the mountain, so follow me." Wang Jiasheng said.

"Brother, you take the other nephews with you. I will be with my friend. Don't worry, we won't run around."

Wang Jiasheng did not force himself. The temple had been spending a lot these past two days, so he planned to pick some good herbs today and sell them to supplement his income. Following Zhao Qin, he would not be able to do much work.

Although he himself did not follow, he still arranged for Song Zhong to accompany the two of them.

When Zhao Qin saw Song Zhong, he wanted to tease him. This kid was about the same age as him, and very innocent.

"Xiao Song, do you often go up the mountain?"

"To answer Uncle Master's question, I come here often to collect herbs."

Zhao Qin said earnestly, "You go up the mountain often, and your physical strength is not good enough. Xiao Song, you are older than most of your nephews.

You can’t be lazy, you have to set a good example.”

Song Zhong was about to cry. Was he physically exhausted?

Not to mention compared with my peers, even compared with my senior uncles, I am not weak.

But when he thought of Zhao Qin's abnormal physical strength, he instantly lost his temper.

"Yes, uncle, I still need to practice." He lowered his head and said in a cowardly manner,

This junior uncle is too vindictive. It was not his idea to test you when he took you in. I wouldn't dare to do that even if I had the guts.

Yu Fako, on the side, was having a hard time trying to hold back his laughter.

"Uncle-master, let's go west. There are lush vegetation over there, and I think there will be the herbs we are looking for." Seeing that he stopped teasing him, Song Zhong got down to business.

Zhao Qin did not move. He opened the system and began to search for Dendrobium officinale.

The next moment, the system directly displayed a map of a five-kilometer radius, with many small dots densely marked on the map.

He knew that this was the result of the system search.

After taking a look at his location on the map, he began to look at each point one by one, choosing a large nest that was close to him.

After all, it was only a few hours, and he couldn't possibly pick all the fruits he had found.

After a while, he selected an area, which was the edge of a cliff, "Xiao Song, let's go south."

"Junior Master, the south side is too steep. If I take you there, Master will scold me." Song Zhong is Wang Jiasheng's disciple.

"It's okay, just listen to me." Zhao Qin stopped talking to him and walked south first, "Ake, don't follow me."

Yu Fako was a man who would listen to advice. He had followed them up the mountain and still hadn’t recovered, so he simply sat there motionless.

Arriving at the south, Zhao Qin looked at Song Zhong and asked, "Dendrobiums all grow on cliffs, right?"

"Basically, there are some in the cracks of some rocks."

"It's very steep here. Do you have a rope?"

"I have it." Song Zhong said, and took out a rope from his backpack.

Zhao Qin tried it out and found the hemp rope to be very strong. "Tie that end to the tree. I'll go down here and take a look."

"No... No, Uncle Master, you can't go down. It's dangerous. Let me go down."

"Are you the uncle or am I the uncle? Listen to me."

This sentence choked Song Zhong again. He had no choice but to follow Zhao Qin's arrangement, still muttering, "Uncle Master, you must go slower."