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So the next day, Zhao Ye ate delicious fried rice with lard residue.

The black pork that has not been fed with feed is fragrant but not greasy. Take the pork belly and fry it into oil residue, chop it and pour it into hot rice, stir fry, add eggs, soy sauce, sprinkle a small handful of chopped green onion before serving, and serve it with a bowl of freshly cooked pork belly. The fried crispy meat in the pot is absolutely delicious.

Suck!

The system couldn't help swallowing, it cleared its throat: "Host, the Taoist revitalization model has been completed."

"Ok?"

Zhao Ye bit a piece of fried crispy meat, expressing his all ears.

The system made a long story short: "The first rule of the Taoist revitalization mode usage guidelines: The host must donate half of the rewards obtained after officially using this mode for charity."

"Ah."

Doing good deeds can build merit, Zhao Ye has no reason to object.

The system continued: "Rule [-] of the Taoist revitalization mode usage guidelines: The host must complete the tasks issued by the system with all his strength, and the corresponding rewards will be obtained after the task is completed. If the task fails, you can restart it twice. If you fail all three times, the system will directly cancel the host. Binding, and the merits obtained by the host after obtaining the system will all belong to the system."

"En." Zhao Ye responded.

"According to the actual situation of the host, this system specially launches a cash exchange service for the host, and every 5 Huaguo coins can be exchanged for one low-grade Lingshi."

The earth's spiritual energy is thin, and it is not suitable for cultivating immortals at all.With this exchange mechanism now, it is equivalent to Zhao Ye being able to cultivate immortals again.

Seeing who dares to say that it is a scam in the future, the system is very proud.

"En." Zhao Ye still cherishes words like gold.

The system was puzzled, "Host, why don't you seem excited at all?"

Zhao Ye said slowly, "Wealth and honor~"

What the hell is wealth?

The system reacted and exclaimed angrily: "Please call me by my full name, King Power and Wealth System, thank you!"

"Okay, Fugui." Zhao Ye raised his head: "Actually, I don't really care about these things. I just want to know when you will send them to the person you promised!"

system:"……"

The system is also worried, if Zhao Ye hadn't mentioned it, it would have already forgotten about it.

It's a good time to let the word out, after the crematorium, where will it go to find a partner for Zhao Ye!

In this regard, it can only say vaguely: "Don't worry, it has already been arranged!"

Then it quickly changed the topic: "Now release the first task, get 50 incense money within a month, complete the task and reward the primary lucky draw once."

Sure enough, Zhao Ye was successfully distracted.

Qingchuan's profitability is mediocre. After all, Qingchuan Town is just a small town with a fatal population base.

In the past, there were only two profit directions for Qingchuan Temple. One was that Taoist Master Lingzhen came to people to deal with some supernatural events, which was the big one.

Then there is the incense money. Although Qingchuan Temple is small, it still has such a group of loyal believers. They can bring Qingchuan Temple an income of three or four hundred yuan a month.

And the most income from incense money is this month, because Zhao Ye took the initiative to solve the Liu family's affairs.

When Liu Xiaomei cheated on the corpse that day, the relatives of the Liu family were all present. As witnesses, they all became the tap water of Qingchuan Temple afterwards. Under their vigorous publicity, Qingchuan Temple was really lively for a while. They can all receive eight or nine hundred yuan in incense money.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. The curiosity of the crowd only lasted for two or three days before it began to dissipate. It is estimated that in ten days and a half months, the incense of Qingchuan Temple will return to its previous state.

In short, it is not so easy to earn 50 incense money within a month.

So what should we do?

Zhao Ye thought about it, and suddenly his eyes fell on the old well.

"Ok?"

As if thinking of something, Zhao Ye rubbed his chin and asked, "Fugui, can this medicine spring really cure athlete's foot and body odor?"

The system was furious: "Of course, the products produced by the system must be high-quality products. Also, don't call the system rich and noble!!"

So when Taoist Master Lingzhen passed by with a pot of marinated pork belly, what he saw was Zhao Ye and the little Taoist priest Zhao Chenxing surrounding a washbasin with well water and incense ash.

"How old is he, still playing with mud!" Daoist Lingzhen couldn't help shaking his head, and then continued to walk towards the kitchen.

When the incense ash completely turned into a slimy shape, Zhao Ye asked Zhao Chenxing to go to the small supermarket next door to buy a roll of fresh-keeping bags, and then packed a fresh-keeping bag with a big iron spoon of incense stick.

After all thirty fresh-keeping bags were filled with incense plaster, Zhao Ye carried the fresh-keeping bags to the main hall.

"Beriberi cream?"

A group of pilgrims gathered around.

"Yes, in order to give back to all the believers, this temple has specially launched a beriberi ointment, which is given to everyone for free." Zhao Ye said.

To develop incense, start with solid believers!

When they heard that it was free, everyone became more enthusiastic: "Is it useful?"

Zhao Ye resolutely copied the system: "The production of Qingchuanguan must be a high-quality product!"

The aunt I met at Liu's before immediately said: "Then bring me a bag, let alone my old man's stinky feet, in summer, I don't need mosquito coils at all, the mosquitoes are all covered by his stinky feet." Smothered to death."

"Who's not? Washing your feet every day is useless. The key is that you can't cure it anyway." Others also said, "Give me a bag too."

Within a few minutes, all thirty bags of beriberi cream were distributed.

Daoist Lingzhen hung all the marinated pork belly in the kitchen, and when he came out, he saw this scene.

Wait, why does that beriberi cream look so familiar?

Isn't that the mud that Zhao Ye and Zhao Chenxing played with just now?

Master Lingzhen: "..."

So, such a big man, why fake medicine?

wrong--

If these pilgrims find that those beriberi creams are useless, will they still trust Qingchuan Temple?

Daoist Lingzhen was on the verge of falling, as if he had foreseen that Qingchuan Temple would fall into a crisis of credibility and become a joke of the townspeople.

"I was looking for you." Seeing Daoist Lingzhen, Zhao Ye was very excited: "Just now, I opened up a new way of making money for Guanli."

Well water and incense ash fake athlete's foot cream?

Master Lingzhen: I believe you are evil!

That night.

After watching two episodes of the TV series, the aunt felt a little sleepy. She covered her mouth and yawned, and urged her wife beside her: "Okay, go wash up, get up early tomorrow, and accompany me to climb the mountain."

"Okay." The aunt's wife, Liu Changsheng, nodded.

Then, as if thinking of something, the aunt dug out the fresh-keeping bag from the drawer: "Here, this is the beriberi ointment given to me by Daoist Zhao of Qingchuan Temple in the afternoon. I heard it is very useful."

Liu Changsheng took the fresh-keeping bag and was happy: "The packaging is a bit too simple. You can tell it is a Sanwu product at a glance. And when Taoist temples will start selling beriberi ointment, don't you think it's a scam!"

In Liu Changsheng's memory, isn't athlete's foot cream the patent of street doctors?

The aunt looked dissatisfied: "What nonsense are you talking about? Master Renling Zhen and Daoist Zhao are both really capable, and they are so rare to lie to you for this little money! And this pack of beriberi ointment is given away for free, no money is asked for!"

She didn't believe in any gods and Buddhas at first, but since the incident about Liu Xiaomei was revealed, she has become a die-hard fan of Qingchuan Temple, reporting for duty every day.

Liu Changsheng yelled: "I think you have been brainwashed by Qingchuan Temple."

The aunt really got into a fight with him: "Do you need it? If you don't, you can go to sleep with Daju tonight, I've had enough of your stinky feet!"

Hearing this, Fat Ju, who was lying next to Liu Changsheng, gave Liu Changsheng a disgusted look, got up and jumped off the sofa, and went back to his cat's nest.

Liu Changsheng: "..."

Liu Changsheng, who hates cats, had no choice but to open the bag of beriberi ointment, looked at the strangely colored paste inside, and disgusted him: "What is this, this is!"

If the medicine worked, he would pronounce the name backwards.

Just as he was talking, the seams of his feet suddenly started to itch. Liu Changsheng still couldn't get rid of the itching after digging for a long time. His eyes fell on the bag of beriberi ointment, he simply picked out a piece, stuffed it into the seam of his feet and rubbed it.

"Comfortable!"

Liu Changsheng felt relieved.

The next day, Liu Changsheng was pulled up early in the morning by his aunt to climb the mountain. As soon as he came back, he received a call from an old friend asking him to go fishing. In the afternoon, he heard that his brother-in-law had a car accident, so he hurried to the county hospital to help with the treatment. All kinds of procedures, after a day, my feet are broken.

So as soon as he got home, he lay down.

Seeing this, the aunt just said: "Okay, just squint for a while and call you when I'm done cooking."

When the aunt finished cooking and opened the door to wake Liu Changsheng to eat, what she saw was Liu Changsheng sitting on the bed with his raised feet almost touching his nose.

Auntie: "..."

Shengchang Liu doubted life: "No way, my feet don't seem to smell anymore?!"