No matter if you are a human or an immortal, you can still farm for me after traveling through time!

After a night of wind and snow, the ground was covered with a layer of salt, and the entire mountain and field was covered in white, with occasional patches of withered yellow.

Li Erlang was carrying a basket of firewood down the mountain. On the way, he met a few people who had come up the mountain early. It was very difficult to open their mouths in such a cold weather. Both sides nodded silently as a greeting.

Today is the day agreed with Tai'anlou for the delivery. After closing his eyes for a while, Ji Qingyue carried some of the packed vegetables to the stream. Each basket of vegetables was surrounded by a thick layer of straw to keep them warm and prevent them from being frozen.

When they got home, several men had already gone out. Li Erlang and Ji Qingyue hurriedly ate the breakfast that was warm on the stove and headed straight for Shili Pavilion outside the west city.

The supply process went smoothly. Even though Ji Qingyue had not shown up, the guys at Tai'anlou had no doubts. Although this Ji Alang was a little mysterious, the goods he supplied were excellent. Ordinary people didn't know that behind the scenes, the big guys in the county were scrambling to get some fresh vegetables, and it was almost impossible to get a vegetable!

After receiving the payment for the goods, Li Erlang went straight home. He had not yet finished the gardening job he had agreed to do, so he would finish it early today while the weather was good.

After Ji Qingyue returned the money he borrowed from Li Erlang, he still had a considerable amount left.

After all, the amount of the payment was large. In order to facilitate Ji Qingyue's daily use of money, Tai'anlou not only exchanged copper coins but also silver. In order to facilitate carrying and storage, the large amount was traded with the "flying money" of the money house.

After supplying the goods and getting the money, Ji Qingyue felt much more at ease. The Chinese New Year was less than a month away, and there would be a lot of things to buy by then, so he would have to notify Father Li to come over in his donkey cart.

The cotton in the field had not been packed yet. After Ji Qingyue finished picking up the vegetables in the field, he continued to work as a packer.

The painting has changed a lot now, but Ji Qingyue still consciously avoids changing part of the picture. When outsiders appreciate the painting, the only thing that may seem abrupt is the four incompatible farmlands on the open space beside the stream behind the bridge. Although he has been very careful, he cannot guarantee that the things planted in these four fields will always be the same, and the state of the crops will not remain unchanged.

After planting many crops of wheat and rice, the granary is now full of bags of grain, and the sacks have been piled up to the roof. Because I promised to sell cabbage seeds to Tai'an Building, I have to cultivate a large amount of cabbage seeds now, and then sell some to Tai'an Building and some to the people.

Ji Qingyue converted the four plots of farmland by the stream into vegetable fields, where he only planted cabbage for breeding. After four expansions, the small vegetable field behind the thatched cottage has expanded to more than three or four times its original size, extending deep into the pine forest. According to the different areas and spaces required for the growth of each vegetable, the large vegetable field is divided into small vegetable plots of different sizes, with each vegetable occupying one vegetable plot.

The "C"-shaped stream bank blocked by pine trees on the left side of the picture was originally a small rice experimental field of three or four square meters. Now it has been widened into a small pond of twenty to thirty square meters wide. The small pond is separated from the stream by a ridge, and two openings are dug at both ends of the ridge as water inlet and outlet.

The pond not only grows lotus roots, but also aquatic crops brought back from the south of the Yangtze River. He throws some fish, shrimps, crabs and snails into the pond, not caring whether they will swim out of the pond or not. As long as he can catch them when he wants to eat them, it's fine.

With snails and pickled bamboo shoots, one day I will be able to eat non-spicy snail noodles.

For the sake of delicious food, Ji Qingyue was full of energy. He rubbed the straw rope with his hands, stepped on the cotton with his feet, and looked around at the results he had worked so hard to achieve.

On the right side of the painting, a corner of the hillside is exposed by the stream bank. No outsider would know that behind this corner of the hillside is not only a brick house but also full of fruit trees. Now, the brick house has become a new residence for livestock, with four sheep and many chickens, ducks and geese occupying half of each, and a wooden fence stands between the two sides, so no one will disturb the other.

If the two puppies, Soy Milk and Fried Dough Sticks, were there, Ji Qingyue would feel at ease letting the livestock come out to forage for food and roam around. But now it is not possible. The vegetable fields are getting bigger and bigger and it is difficult to enclose them with fences. Most of the time they can only be kept in the pen to prevent them from destroying the crops.

The hillside shown in the painting remains unchanged, but the invisible areas outside the painting have changed greatly.

Relying on the height of the hillside, a two-story building stands by the stream. The wide windows bring in ample light, the elevated foundation ensures smooth ventilation, and also makes the second floor of the house slightly higher than the top of the hillside.

After clearing the weeds on the hillside, Ji Qingyue planted more fruit trees on both sides of the house and on the back of the hillside. In the future, he will no longer have to worry about not having fruit to eat in any season.

The largest area on the hillside is not occupied by fruit trees, but cotton. Some time ago, Ji Qingyue worked hard to open up wasteland for breeding, and cleared seven or eight acres of land. After harvesting the cotton, he didn't want to plant so much anymore. He only left one or two acres for stable planting of one or two crops of cotton, and let the rest take its course.

Today, the living standards in the painting are much different than when he first came here, and have achieved a qualitative leap. Ji Qingyue is very satisfied. In the future, as long as he slowly brings the seeds out and lets more people plant high-quality seeds, his reputation will always grow.

It was another busy day. Li Erlang swept the snow from the garden and chopped down all the dead trees for firewood. The water in the pond had frozen solid and could only be cleaned out when the ice melted next year.

He looked at the sky and estimated that it was almost time for Silang and Yulang to finish school, so he said goodbye to Ji Qingyue and went out.

After going out, Li Erlang went straight to Bingchun Academy. He was tall and had long legs, so he soon arrived near Bingchun Academy.

It was not yet time to end the school, and the alley where the academy was located was very quiet.

Li Erlang did not wait at the entrance of the academy, but observed the situation nearby.

There are houses near the academy, and most of the people living there are students. Most of the time, everyone is quiet and there won't be any big noise.

Li Erlang looked around and quickly found several places where he could observe the entrance of the academy, but he did not choose any of these locations. Instead, he walked to a farther place.

Since Silang was able to spot that person, it meant that person did not deliberately hide his body. The fact that he was being monitored for such a long time without getting close meant that someone was instructing him.

It seemed that it was time to go home from school. The sounds of children playing and talking gradually came from the alley. At this moment, a man in a dark cotton robe and a hood appeared in one of the places Li Erlang had observed. Looking from the back, the man had his hands crossed in front of his chest, and the hem of his cotton robe was pushed up by something to form a bulge. If he leaned against the wall, it would definitely poke into the wall.

That's the person.

From where Li Erlang was standing now, he could only observe the man but could not see the entrance to the academy. Judging from the direction the man was looking, he was staring at the entrance to the academy.

The two of them stood in their respective positions, staring at their respective targets, while the mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole followed behind.

The man seemed to have discovered something and finally changed his action, putting down his hands and hiding the thing on his waist.

As the child's voice got closer, the man was about to leave, but the moment he turned around, he glanced at where Li Erlang was and immediately ran away.

Li Erlang ran after him and could only see the man's back moving away quickly from a distance.

The man had been staying in Shandan for a long time and was very familiar with the nearby alleys. He disappeared without a trace in just a few turns or the blink of an eye. No one knew where he had hidden.

Li Erlang stood in the alley where he lost his target, raised his hand to wipe the ice crystals off his eyelashes, and turned back.

Although he did not catch up, the man's running posture was exactly the posture of a man running fast with a sword in hand. Even though his steps were very fast, he had to ensure that he could draw the sword at any time.

"Second brother?! Why are you here?" A childish voice sounded behind Li Erlang. Li Erlang turned around and saw that it was Silang and Yulang.

As soon as he returned to the street, he met two people who were returning home from school.

"Brother, are you here specially to pick us up?"

Facing his brother's expectant eyes, Li Erlang nodded: "I came to pick you up by the way."

Li Yu immediately understood what Li Erlang meant: "Brother Li, are you checking that man's identity? What have you found?" Unlike his good friends, he has been living in fear for the past few months, fearing that he might be kidnapped. He does not want to leave Brother Ji.

Li Erlang hummed, thought about it and decided to tell them what he had deduced.

"People from the military camp?" The two children were confused. Why were they being targeted by people from the military camp?

Li Yu was so anxious that he was spinning around in place.

He had a hunch that the man's target must be him. Now that Li Erlang told him the man's identity, he panicked even more.

As soon as he panicked, his eyes filled with tears uncontrollably.

Crying in winter is not a good thing. Not only the face but also the eyes will be frostbitten in serious cases.

Li Yu quickly wiped away her tears and tried hard to resist the urge to cry.

At this time, Li Erlang spoke again: "Being watched by that person is not necessarily a bad thing. If he wanted to take action, he would have done it long ago. Why wait until I come back?"

"Really?" Li Yu tilted his head, his big watery eyes looking very lively.

After receiving Li Erlang's affirmation, Li Yu temporarily put his mind at ease, and the three of them went home together.

After returning home, Li Yu looked towards the street corner in the distance and was surprised to find that the man was not there this time.

"He knows you guys are coming back with me, so he won't wait there any longer."

Li Yu stood outside the gate, not making any comment on what Li Erlang said. After thinking about it, he went in anyway.

They didn't notice that a tall man walked out from the alley between the two houses and stared at the gate of Ji Qingyue's house, wondering what he was thinking.

At this time, Li Erlang returned home and went straight into the kitchen to prepare the last meal of the day.

After Ji Qingyue came back, he told Li Sanlang and the others that they didn't need to buy vegetables. There were abundant supplies in the painting and they could eat whatever they wanted. Now he could prepare the ingredients in advance and give them to the people outside to cook.

The cook - Li Erlang was processing the goose that had just been bled, Li Yu and Li Silang were washing vegetables, and they were going to eat what Ji Qingyue called "stewed goose in an iron pot" tonight.

Yes, the iron pots were all moved out. When the stove was built, Ji Qingyue asked the craftsmen to make a large stove eye. Usually, there was no matching pot, so it was never used.

In order to urge Li Erlang to make the iron pot stewed goose with the most authentic taste, the scroll was hung at the kitchen door. Ji Qingyue verbally explained the steps step by step: "You two should prepare the side dishes and knead the dough. Stick it to the edge of the pot later. It will be very fragrant."

The two children knew that they would have delicious food if they followed Ji Qingyue, so they obediently cleaned the lotus root, cucumber, cowpea and cabbage that Ji Qingyue brought out, peeling those that needed to be peeled and cutting those that needed to be cut short. After washing the vegetables, the two of them started to knead the dough.

They have been eating noodles since they were young and have watched adults knead dough. Naturally, they did not add more water than flour like Ji Qingyue did. The two of them took advantage of the situation and quickly worked together to knead a dough of the right softness and hardness.

At this time, Li Erlang had already cleaned the feathers of the goose, cut open its belly and chopped it into pieces.

According to Ji Qingyue's instructions, put the goose in cold water, add onion, ginger and rice wine, blanch it to remove the odor. After the water boils, skim off the foam, remove it and wash it clean.

Heat the pan and pour in oil. Add onion, ginger and garlic and stir-fry until fragrant. Then pour in the goose meat and stir-fry until the skin is browned. Add in soy sauce and rice wine and stir-fry until colored.

Finally, add hot water to cover the goose meat, and add peppercorns and appropriate amounts of salt and sugar.

"Just wait like this for half an hour. The goose meat will be soft and tender when it is cooked." Ji Qingyue smacked his lips as he spoke. "After the goose meat is soft and tender, add the prepared side dishes and the pancakes. Cook for a quarter of an hour and you can eat it."

The two children stared at the big pot on the stove, looking anxiously: "Ah...it will take a long time..."

"If the food is delicious, it's worth waiting for. Erlang, you'd better steam some rice. I'm afraid there won't be enough to eat later." A goose weighs nearly ten kilograms, plus a full pot of side dishes and pancakes. A normal family would think it is enough, but there are five growing boys present. If they eat too much, I'm afraid even the iron pot can be eaten.

Add a pot of rice just in case.

The children smelled the fragrance coming from the iron pot and were reluctant to leave the kitchen as it was warm, so two of them brought chairs and stools, used the chairs as tables, and huddled on the stools to practice calligraphy and write homework.

Li Erlang did not stop them. He hung the scroll in a corner of the kitchen away from the stove. Looking at the two children's huddled backs, he talked about what happened during the night inspection of Baiqingshan Temple last night.

"Last night we went through all the scrolls in the warehouse and we can confirm that the monks of Baiqingshan Temple are not ordinary monks other than the abbot." Ji Qingyue is in charge of checking the paintings. After looking at dozens of them, he gradually discovered that the colors of the seals used by ordinary monks after painting were not as bright as those of "Baiqingshan Monk". They were either vermilion, vermilion yellow or light red. Some were of inferior quality and directly faded and blotched.

The hierarchy in the temple is stricter than you might imagine.

Li Erlang agreed with Ji Qingyue's statement. He also found more than a dozen leftover ink pads in the warehouse. Although they were cracked, their color and texture could still be seen. They were not good ink pads.

Ji Qingyue sighed: "There are still a few paintings of the abbot left in the painting cabinet, but it's a pity that the first and second abbots didn't leave any paintings."

"In the past, paintings made by monks were very popular and often cost a fortune. The paintings of the first two abbots were naturally even more sought after." It is normal that they could not be preserved, but it is a pity that they have less things to use as comparison.

Fortunately, there were many records about the abbots in the warehouse. From their ordination to becoming abbot and then to their death, they were all recorded in detail. Some abbots also liked to write autobiographies and diaries. It was from these autobiographies and diaries that Li Erlang learned that the abbots had a tradition of traveling.

It is normal to go for three to five months for nearby places and three to five years for far places.

They wrote travel notes about their journeys, recording everything they did, who they met, how many books they wrote and how many paintings they drew.

Apart from some differences, all of these abbots have seen mountains, deserts, snowfields, pine forests and salt lakes.

There was one thing that made Li Erlang even more worried, but at the same time he felt it was expected.

The travel notes mentioned the salt lake but not the stone tower in the salt lake.

It could only be that the abbot deliberately concealed the existence of the island and the stone pagoda in his travel notes, and when he painted the island and the stone pagoda, he used the words "Bai Qingshan Monk" and a Buddhist seal with an unknown inscription on it.

Just as Li Erlang was lost in thought, Li Sanlang came back.

The fragrance wafting from the kitchen could be smelled from a distance. Li Sanlang ignored the etiquette of a scholar and hurried to the kitchen and lifted the heavy curtain: "Second brother! Brother Ji! I found the identity of the monk!"

Li Erlang in the corner and Ji Qingyue in the painting said in unison: "Really? Who is he?"