Becoming an Immortal from the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 96 Relief ([-])

The porridge made from the best peeled rice is so thick that it can stand firmly on top of a chopstick.

People who are used to eating bran bark have never seen this before. They watched the Taoist priests of the Longevity Sect serve thick and solid porridge in bowls, and couldn't help swallowing with a 'gudong'.

'It would be great if I could also enter the Longevity Sect, and I would be willing to die if I could eat porridge every day! '

The villager thought silently in his heart.

Later, he was surprised to find that the Taoist priest in front of him did not eat the bowl of porridge by himself, but moved forward with his right hand and handed the porridge to him.

The villagers dared not reach out to take it, but stared at the Taoist with wide-eyed eyes in shock and fear.

The Taoist suddenly realized, and poured a few pickle leaves into the bowl with a spoon, then nodded: "The sesame oil has been added, take it."

"This... This is for me?"

The villagers were inexplicably excited, staring at the white porridge in front of them, their tongues were dry.

"Yes what's the matter?"

The Taoist who distributed the food nodded, with a hint of doubt on his expression.

The villagers crowded in front of the stove swallowed their saliva in unison, and looked at the polished rice still boiling in the pot, and a thought that they couldn't even think about came out of thin air.

'Is it for us to eat these white porridges made from rice that has no bran, has been carefully washed, has not been mixed with pebbles and mud, and has no bugs? '

'And these pickles, which are full of salt, and dripping with sesame oil on the plump and beautiful pickles, I am afraid that the Stove Lord can only eat them during the three days of the Chinese New Year all year round, right? '

'These priests of the Longevity Sect gave it to us for no reason?No conditions? '

The villagers panicked, and some couldn't believe that the scene in front of them really happened.

For a moment, the scene fell into an eerie silence.

"Take it, hurry up, don't hinder the next person to get the porridge!"

Impatiently, the Taoist stuffed the scalding sea bowl into the hands of the villagers at the head of the row, held up the pot and spoon and yelled loudly: "Listen up, the people in the back, those who serve the porridge should prepare the bowls and chopsticks themselves! Don't make a trip in vain! "

The villagers who received the porridge held a sea bowl and stared blankly at the porridge in their hands as if looking at a rare treasure. The emotions in their eyes could not be calmed down for a long time.

He stretched his neck tentatively and leaned forward, taking a sip along the edge of the bowl.

The sweet rice porridge flowed into his mouth, and after he chewed it slightly, the rich rice fragrance exploded in his mouth, making him as intoxicated as if he had ascended to heaven.

There was a strong color of survival in the eyes of the villagers, and he couldn't care about anything else, he swallowed like crazy, and the hot rice porridge was licked clean by him in an instant.

'Suck! Suck! ! ! '

"Suck and suck!!"

The sound of him eating rice porridge reached the ears of the surrounding villagers, as if he was gouging out their hearts with a small knife.

Seeing that you can't eat is the most heart-wrenching, as if there are little bugs crawling on your body!

The Taoist priests of the Longevity Sect were not surprised, and divided into several teams to cook porridge for the villagers in an orderly manner.

"yours!"

"Hey, yours, take it!"

"Don't worry, it's too hot for you to bear, wait until it's cold before eating!"

The admonitions of the priests entered the ears of these starving villagers, which was said to go in the left ear and out the right ear.

Not even a trace was left.

All the villagers held the sea bowl with tears in their eyes, sat down along the side of the road, and swallowed big mouthfuls.

The common people in the back saw that the priests really gave out porridge!

And it's thick porridge made from polished rice, not a clear soup with little water to fool people!

The villagers who didn't grab the front seat for a while became excited, and there was a phenomenon of pushing and shoving in the long line.

Zhang Yuqing stood on the head of the cloud, and it was not surprising to see it.

You can't expect a group of people who have never had a full day's meal to maintain a good social order of respecting the elderly and loving the young when they see a bowl of thick porridge, let alone the common people in this era, there has never been such a thing thing.

But it's not the people's fault.

It is the fault of the upper class who forcibly squeezed the living space of the lower class.

To put it more complicatedly, it is the fault of backward productivity and the inability of overall social resources to bear the upper population limit.

This is the fundamental reason why he, Zhang Yuqing, came here for disaster relief.

"Don't worry, everyone has a share, if you cause an accident by pushing others, you will be punished by God!"

Zhang Yuqing's cold voice reached the ears of every villager, and at the same time, a faint light overflowed from this immortal standing in the sky, like a pair of gentle hands brushing the hearts of the villagers, making them Calm down quickly.

'By the way, this is the porridge ceremony of the Immortal Sect. There are real immortals sitting in the town, and we are watching our every move. How dare we disrespect the immortals by making such actions? '

Liu Ling was also very clever. Seeing that Shangxian seemed to be angry, he quickly stood in front and shouted loudly: "Folks, don't be crowded. Everyone has a share. You must listen to Shangxian. Don't make mistakes!"

Hundreds of Taoists in charge of maintaining order shouted in unison at this time, with such a majestic voice, that ordinary people fell to their knees with a thud, and kowtowed for mercy: "Forgive me, God. Don’t dare to do it again! Don’t dare to do it again!”

Zhang Yuqing groaned, nodded in satisfaction, and lightly waved his sleeves to loosen the shackles on everyone.

The scene became harmonious again, this time everyone lined up to get the porridge step by step, even if they were dizzy and dizzy from hunger, they didn't dare to go overboard.

In the afternoon, Lu Liang looked at what was left in the carriage, stepped forward and bowed his head and said, "Your Highness, there seems to be a little shortage of food."

Zhang Yuqing closed his eyes half-opened, stopped sorting out the meridian nodes, nodded and said: "I already know, and wait for me to communicate with the immortals, and send down the immortal rice to help the common people."

With a thought, the scene in front of him changed rapidly, and he had already returned to the world of cultivating immortals in the Eastern Wasteland.

As early as Zhang Yuqing planned the basic route of obtaining coal miners by helping the victims, he had already taken the time to go back to the Eastern Wilderness Cultivation Realm.

The fighting on Lihuo Peak was still in full swing, and the situation was very tense.

Zhang Yuqing hid his figure, walked to several low-level markets on the edge of Lihuo Peak, and found some intermediaries who offered to buy a batch of food for mortals.

Although these intermediaries were very curious about what a monk in the middle stage of Qi refining would do with so much mortal food, after all, for a monk, the rice eaten by mortals does not contain spiritual energy, but is full of grain essence, and taking it for a long time may even pollute the purity of one's own body.

They usually only use such a large amount to trade with the surrounding mortal countries.

Zhang Yuqing just explained that he had no hope of breaking through, and was going to leave Fangshi to open up a generation of border dynasty in the mortal world, and prepared food in advance for the mortals raised by his family to migrate along the way.

The intermediaries all praised him as a good master, and he was about to leave the world of cultivating immortals, but he still cared about the lives of mere mortals.

So the deal was concluded. Zhang Yuqing purchased a total of 100 million catties of rice, plus [-] catties of pickles and a thousand catties of sesame oil.

These grains are piled up, and it takes up a room of [-] square meters to hold them.

It is naturally impossible for Zhang Yuqing to use a storage bag to pack it, the efficiency is too slow.

Therefore, he rented another cave and made an appointment with the intermediary toothmen to deliver the grain directly to his cave.

Now Zhang Yuqing came to Donghuang Immortal Cultivation Realm again, and the place where he stood was the cave he rented on Yangshan Peak, far away from the turmoil of war.

This mountain peak is located in the east of Fang City, and it straddles two large areas from east to west with Lihuo Peak.

Going further to the east is the uninhabited 'Starry Sky Sea'. Even the ancestors of the establishment of the foundation cannot cross this vast and boundless ocean. It can be said that it is a very safe rear.

Even if the Blood Yang Sect breaks through the Lihuo Peak, it won't be able to reach the boundary of the Yangshan Peak for a while.

Not to mention that this Yangshan Peak belongs to the family residence of Qingfeng Zhenren, the old foundation-building ancestor of Fang City, and has always been known for its excellent defense.

Zhang Yuqing changed his face and pretended to be a casual repairman, renting the cave here for a year at the price of ten spirit stones.

After all, this cave is Yangshan Peak's rented property, and it is very different from his original residence when he was a tenant in Lihuo Peak.

The entire cave has an area of ​​about 200 square meters, which is divided into quiet room, kitchen, spiritual field, reception room, alchemy room and so on.

It can be used for a monk to paint symbols, refine medicine, plant, raise animals, etc., and the decoration is also antique, and there are small defensive magic circles on the periphery, which can be used as long as they are filled with spirit stones.

Zhang Yuqing was very satisfied.

Although it was a bit more expensive, he hadn't used up the spirit stones he got from killing Jiexiu and robbing the Li family's warehouse, so he didn't have anything to spend money on for a while, so he gritted his teeth and rented it.

After all, if he wanted to find a chance to break through the foundation establishment, he might not be able to leave the Eastern Wilderness Cultivation Realm.

Even if the Northern Song Dynasty broadcasts beliefs, unless the concentration of aura can be forcibly raised to the third level, otherwise it may be futile to try to forcibly break through.

What's more, he didn't dare, if he failed to pass the level, he would die.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, he will not make such a choice.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, and Zhang Yuqing used his strength to lift hundreds of catties of grain, and returned to the Northern Song Dynasty again.

Lu Liang and the others only listened to the Taoist's order: "The celestial food has arrived, please call someone to carry it one by one."

The rice in hundreds of catties of linen bags has been shelled in advance, and the intermediary that Zhang Yuqing found this time is quite reliable.

It is estimated that the other party rarely sees this kind of rich customers who are willing to pay for rice with Lingshi, and the service is very good.

Not only did they give away a batch of side dishes for free, but they also helped Zhang Yuqing wash and remove the shells from the rice. Before leaving, I did not forget to tell him:
'If Brother Dao establishes a country in the future, he can send a letter to tell Brother Yu that if he still needs food from these mortals in the future, Brother Yu will definitely provide it with his own hands no matter how far away it is! '

Zhang Yuqing just responded with a smile, and what he was thinking in his heart was: "How could it be possible to buy with spirit stones all the time?"You really took me for a fool, didn't you?If it weren't for the fact that there is no sign of ordering those people in the church to find improved Lingmi, I would never waste this money to buy your grain! '

But the good news is that during this period of time, he secretly asked people to experiment with planting lingmi in various places, and found that this kind of lingmi, which needs aura to grow, does have a faster maturity cycle, easier planting, and higher yield than rice in the ordinary world. Additional advantages.

The disadvantage is that once this kind of spiritual rice is planted in a field that lacks aura, it will quickly lose its extraordinary attributes and degenerate into rice without aura.

Moreover, this degradation is irreversible. The second-generation spiritual rice planted will completely lose all the advantages of spiritual rice, and it will be no different from ordinary rice after planting again.

But this is enough. If an acre of land is planted with Lingmi buds, the yield per mu can reach more than [-] kilograms, which is almost the same as the hybrid rice of later generations.

This is an extremely scary number.

You must know that hybrid rice in later generations claims to have solved the food ration problem for more than one billion people.

Although one portion of Lingmi rice is less than one portion, as long as Zhang Yuqing is there, he can use the gold of the Northern Song Dynasty to buy new rice seeds in the world of cultivating immortals continuously.

Lingmi in the world of cultivating immortals will not degenerate.

One catty of seeds can plant one mu of field, and five to six hundred kilograms of rice can be harvested.

One spirit stone can buy five catties of seeds, that is, five thousand catties of rice.

That is to say, 100 taels of gold can buy five thousand catties of rice.

That's a really frustrating conversion ratio.

According to prices in the Northern Song Dynasty, 100 taels of gold were enough to buy [-] catties of rice.

If you grow it yourself, you will not only consume manpower, but you can only harvest one-tenth of the grain.

Very worthless.

But this is just data conversion on paper.

If it is put into reality, it is not such a simple matter to spend 100 taels of gold to buy [-] catties of rice.

The first point is to find a seller, not everyone can take out so much food in an instant.

After all, they need to eat too.

Secondly, transportation is a big problem, and the transportation conditions in ancient times were poor, and more than half of [-] catties of rice could be consumed during transportation.

In addition, the purpose of Zhang Yuqing's current need for food is to relieve the disaster area and absorb the population of the people in the disaster area to fill the lower sphere of influence of the longevity religion.

And in the disaster-stricken places, food prices will soar at an astonishing rate, and even the rich may not be able to buy food.

And this is only [-] catties of grain.

According to Zhang Yuqing's vision, the current food shortage is at least over one million kilograms.

Millions of kilograms of grain are no longer a matter of being able to buy them for free.

It's a question of when and where you're going to rebel.

Otherwise, what are you doing to buy so much grain?eat by yourself?Guess the government believes it or not.

So for the time being, it is still a relatively safe way to obtain food by using gold to buy spiritual rice in the world of cultivating immortals and handing it over to the underlings to grow themselves.

But this can only solve the urgent need. After all, if he buys Lingmi at a relatively high frequency in the world of cultivating immortals, once the transaction amount increases to a certain level, it will inevitably attract unnecessary prying eyes.

Therefore, it is imperative to find a more economically valuable method of cultivating spiritual rice. We cannot rely entirely on Zhang Yuqing to be a dealer between the two worlds. In the long run, the gains will outweigh the losses.

(End of this chapter)