Notes on building a city in the immortal world

"potato?"

"It's also called potatoes?" Zhenyan said not very confidently, "Golden yellow, oval, grows underground, and tastes sticky..."

This thing is not something that can be found in ancient China.

At least that's the case with Zhenyan!

In the world before Zhenyan traveled, potatoes grew on the other half of his planet, and spread across the entire ocean before being introduced to his country. In the era of tea making, it was absolutely impossible to have such a crop.

Moreover, this does not look like a "spiritual herb".

You can tell from the name that it is the farthest existence from "immortal".

If eating potatoes can cultivate immortals, then eating sweet potatoes can probably become the world's number one magician.

But the world of comprehension is also uncertain.

Whether the world is round or not is a question.

But Mrs. Wenxian showed a look of appreciation.

"Young master Yan is really amazing! He was right!" she praised.

"Mr. Yan" is Zhenyan's pseudonym.

Claiming to be "Nangong" in this realm is too conspicuous. Zhenyan doesn't want to cause trouble, so he calls himself "Yan" and "Zhen".

Fortunately, the monks didn't care much about this.

In a world where everyone usually calls each other "XX real person" and "XX fairy", few of them know how to use their real names. The monks always have titles (although many of them are chosen by themselves), such as Nangong Qin Such are few.

Ability is more important than name.

Although Mrs. Wenxian was a little suspicious of Zhenyan's cheating because of Prince Wang's doubt just now, but Zhenyan's tongue is enough to eat the last kind of spiritual material.

Mrs. Wenxian also decided to add it just before the tea party today.

Even the twin sisters who cooked her tea didn't know what it was.

But it is more important to recognize what it is than to eat what it is.

The prince is still dissatisfied.

"Mrs. Wenxian, aren't you trying to cover up this little boy?" Prince Wang said angrily, "Ma Ling or something, I've never heard of it!"

"puff!"

As soon as Prince Wang finished speaking, there was a chuckle in the banquet.

Wang Gongzi looked over angrily, and found that it was the beautiful female cultivator of Bailiuwu whom he had always admired. He could only suppress his anger and said, "Fairy Moxu, what are you laughing at?"

"Nothing?" The female cultivator in white stroked her lips with her wide sleeves, and said with her eyes bent: "Master Wang must have never heard of the 'Disaster Arrangements and Follow-up Matters Regarding the Fall of Lingxiao Temple' held by the Zhengdao League not long ago." Meeting."

"What the hell is that?" Prince Wang asked.

Zhenyan also wanted to ask.

"The content of the meeting doesn't matter, anyway, the meetings of the Righteous Dao League are very boring," another chubby monk said: "The point is the usual spiritual material auction after the meeting. The Seven Star Hall has come up with something new!"

"Could it be?!"

"Is this the 'potato'?"

others asked.

"I don't know about that! Because the Seven Star Hall called that thing called 'Golden Bean'. It is said that the ancestor Tianji of the Seven Star Hall found it in an overseas secret place, and it was only recently that it was successfully picked," said the fat monk. It was bought by Dahuang’s Dique Gate for a price of [-] spirit stones, and I have never heard of anyone else getting it.”

The fat monk said so, but looked at Mrs. Wenxian.

Speaking of this, everyone is sure that Mrs. Wenxian's new spiritual material is "Golden Bean".

The reserved smile on Mrs. Wenxian's face also proved this point.

"I don't know what 'golden beans' are. This spiritual material was a gift from others when I first arrived in Bailu City. I buried it at the bottom of the well in the backyard at will, but I didn't expect it to survive. But just like Mr. Yan As I said, although it is golden in color, it is buried in the soil. I think it is more appropriate to call it 'potato' than 'golden bean'."

Mrs. Wenxian's tone was quite indifferent, as if she didn't know about the auction at all.

But based on her contacts, if she didn't know about the 'golden bean' and happened to take out the potato that she hadn't cared about today, it would be hell!

At least the twin sisters who cook tea know that Mrs. Wenxian was moved to Bailu City by the left. She once lost her temper and threw the housewarming gift from others at the bottom of the well.

I think it's because of this "golden bean".

It is also the fate of 'Golden Bean', who has survived at the bottom of the well.

However, Mrs. Wenxian didn't think much of it because of this. She took it out to show off, but she didn't think it was a good thing (and she didn't admit that she had a bad vision before), so the "potato" Zhenyan said was exactly what she wanted.

Others didn't know the inside story and expressed their admiration.

"As expected of Mrs. Wenxian, even the overseas fairy species have survived!"

"Hehe, I didn't expect that we were lucky enough to taste such a rare thing in this remote town."

"No wonder I think today's tea soup is extraordinary."

Isn't it extraordinary?

Ordinary people would never think of using tea to cook mashed potatoes!

Zhenyan's face was covered with black lines when he heard it beside him, and he was full of nothing to fuck.

Mrs. Wenxian listened to everyone's rainbow farts with a smile, and then looked at Zhenyan and felt very pleasing to the eye.

To show off this kind of thing, it is not enough to just say it yourself, the point is to be praised by others.

Although Mrs. Wenxian put Zhenyan in on a whim, she didn't expect that this "Mr. Yan" could taste all the spiritual ingredients in her tea soup, even this kind that most people had never seen before.

Mrs. Wenxian knew it in her heart.

The ancestor Tianji of Qixingtang failed to explore overseas secrets, and the "golden beans" did not bring back many. It was only because the ancestor Tianji had always admired the ancestor of Youtan that he specially gave some to Meishe. Just because it was not her fault, she was dispatched to Bailu City, and Patriarch Youtan gave her the "Golden Bean" as compensation.

Except for the special case of Mrs. Wenxian, the others who can taste the 'golden beans' all have profound backgrounds.

Mrs. Wenxian has never seen Zhenyan.

——She felt that such a beautiful boy, if she had seen it before, she would never forget it.

It can be seen that this "Mr. Yan Zhen" must have come to Bailu City for the first time. Presumably, the "Monster Hunting Season" is coming soon, and he was sent out by his family to practice, but he was neither humble nor overbearing when he saw himself as a Golden Core cultivator during the Qi refining period. , as if meeting her peers, Mrs. Wenxian looked at Zhenyan's cute smile and didn't feel offended at all, she just thought that the other party should come from an extraordinary background.

This guess is now even more confirmed.

When Mrs. Wenxian looked at Zhenyan again, her eyes became more kind.

"Since Mr. Yan has guessed all the spiritual materials, you can't be stingy!" Mrs. Wenxian said with a smile, "We agreed to give the lottery."

"Haha, of course!" The guests laughed.

When Zhenyan was asking for a lottery, the old man who praised Zhenyan was the first to take out a bag of tea cakes from his arms.

"But you just passed the test of Mrs. Wenxian. If you want the old man's lottery, you must first name the lottery!"

"You old bastard, you suspect that my concubine is colluding with Mr. Yan to cheat!" Mrs. Wenxian scolded with a smile.

She didn't stop it.

Since Zhenyan can taste the ingredients in the tea soup, it's not like he doesn't even know the uncooked ones.

"I'll give it a try." Zhenyan said with a wry smile.

Zhenyan took the tea, pretended to break off a piece from the tea cake, and tasted it.

Very normal tea taste.

But I don't know what kind of tea it is.

Zhenyan knew the ingredients of the spirit material because he had eaten the spirit pill for a long time before, but it was the first time he drank 'spiritual tea' today, so he naturally didn't know what the world of cultivating immortals called these.

At this time, it's really time to cheat.

Zhenyan chewed the tea leaves slowly, watching the system interface brightly displayed next to the tea cake.

【Yuhao Tea】

【Deliciousness: 67】

[Remarks: warm in nature, earthy, fresh and mellow in taste. 】

Uncooked is more delicious than boiled!

Have you seen it, you are wasting food!

Zhenyan roared in his heart, swallowed the tea leaves in his mouth, and smiled nonchalantly: "Yuhao, it feels a little old."

"The boy is rude! This is the new tea this year!" the old man shouted.

"Hehe, come on! Old guy, who doesn't know that you cheat people with old tea all day long, and you've been eaten today!" A long-bearded monk smiled, and took out a tea tree from the storage bag. Zhenyan beckoned: "Come and see me?"

"You didn't pay much attention, you just brought the tea tree here." Others joked.

"... Yuehong." It turned out to be black tea.

Black tea has to be fermented to become tea. In the era when tea is mainly boiled, it is no different from green tea.

"Let's see this slave's house again?" A female fairy said with a smile.

……

In this way, Zhenyan happily received a lottery.

Accumulated, he also has more than ten catties of tea leaves, and even three or four tea trees!You can plant it yourself when you go back.

And in the process of collecting the lottery, Zhenyan also figured out the origins of everyone at the tea party.

The Mei Club where the tea party was held was, as the name suggests, a loose association for cultivating immortals.

But unlike the group of loose immortals like Bailu Village, the top executives of Meishe mainly come from the famous sect. Even the loose immortals are the top few on the list of monks and celebrities.

Especially the current leader of Meishe, Patriarch Youtan, has always been the first in the list of female cultivators to marry (although she is a woman).

Therefore, although the management of Meishe is very loose, its reputation is very large.

No matter where you go, you can attract a group of people who want to attend their tea party, and the competition in Bailu City is relatively small. If you go to a few big cities of cultivating immortals, the invitation card for the Meishe tea party is almost a status symbol, and it is hard to buy.

However, Meishe itself is a neutral organization.

They are friends with the righteous way, but they are not hostile to the magic way. They don't have any inclinations, and they only drink tea to make friends.

Even in White Deer City, they didn't get involved with those big sects, they just gathered a few idlers to drink tea and enjoy flowers and watch the snow blow rainbow farts. It seemed like a harmless organization (on the outside).

Zhenyan felt that there was no harm in coming to listen to gossip once in a while.

Zhenyan was thinking about it, but the other people looked at Zhenyan with more and more surprise.

Before Zhenyan was able to tell Mrs. Wenxian's tea soup recipe, some people were really dissatisfied. They thought that Zhenyan might have gotten some news first, but seeing that no matter what they took out, Zhenyan could taste it, that is the real thing It's over.

"Mrs. Wenxian really won't let newcomers in for no reason."

I don't know who said that, but without Zhenyan's knowledge, his status has inexplicably increased.

And after everyone gave a round of lottery, only the prince who was embarrassed by Zhenyan and Mrs. Wenxian who was the master were left.

Everyone looked at Mr. Wang first.

Wang Gongzi's face was very ugly, and he shouted to Zhenyan: "Where is your home, I will send you the tea tree later!"

Of course Zhenyan wouldn't tell this fool.

"I came to Bailu City for the first time, and I haven't settled down yet!" Zhenyan said with a smile.

Sure enough, everyone felt that Zhenyan came out to practice.

"What about the tea tree?!" Prince Wang said, "You don't want it yourself, so don't say I'm reckless!"

"Oh, I didn't say no?" Zhenyan said innocently, looking at the prince's face flushed with anger, he said: "Your lottery can be entrusted to Meishe Teahouse first, and I will come to pick it up in the future. Wen Madam Xian, is this okay?"

"Hehe, then I'll be the middleman." Mrs. Wen Xian stroked her fan and smiled.

Since Mr. Wang's tea tree has been sent to Meishe, this "Mr. Yan Zhen" will definitely come to visit him in the future.

Mrs. Wenxian thinks this means that the other party wants to make friends.

Someone also jokingly said: "The others have given away the lottery, how about you, madam?"

"Then it depends on what Mr. Yan wants?" Mrs. Wen Xian said.

I want potatoes!

Zhenyan almost blurted out.

However, after hearing these people admire the origin of potatoes, it was time to write poems and poems. Zhenyan also knew that potatoes were a rare item in the world of comprehension, and it was not suitable to ask for them now. Zhenyan could only draw them slowly.

"Of course it is Yunshuangxian tea," Zhenyan said with a decent smile, "I have admired this tea for a long time, and I hope to welcome back a mother plant for trial planting!"

Madam Wenxian nodded secretly.

She thought that wonderful people like "Mr. Yan Zhen" were not randomly picked out, and they must ask for something when they come to the door.

Asking for the "Yunshuang Immortal Tea" that only Meishe has is also considered appropriate.

Mrs. Wenxian doesn't care about giving this tea to others. Although this tea is rare, it has some effect in the foundation building period. It is not so rare in Meishe. Several people here gave tea trees directly. Tea is just the right start.

Mrs. Wenxian smiled and said: "As you wish."

Zhenyan also smiled.

Zhenyan didn't notice that Nangongqin was staring at his smile, and a dark voice sounded from the bottom of his heart:

"Look! He really likes the side with more people!"