Just when Song Ping was settling down in the Herb Garden, ten servants from the Luo family had arrived at the outer gate of the Deacon Hall.
Zhang Kuo didn't know why someone sent ten handymen today. According to normal circumstances, after the assessment every year, some people who passed the test but were not selected in the final assessment would be screened. Together with the re-recruited people, there is a chance to enter the sect, but they are not disciples and can only work as handymen.
These people have a certain chance of becoming disciples, although the chance is very small.
Zhang Zhang, who had not received the notice, still didn't understand what was going on?
Hearing that the disciple who sent him told Zhang Kuo that it was the order from the deacon Dian Gao Zhenren, he nodded and said, "Take me to have a look."
Following the disciple to the door, the first thing I saw was that my hunched back suddenly straightened up.
Among these ten people, a familiar figure was seen, that was Luo Yan'er who served him every time he went to Luo's house.
"These are the handymen sent by the Luo family. We will make arrangements at the outer gate for the time being. Master Gao will make arrangements in a few days at most." The disciple counted the number of people in front of Zhang Kuang and left.
Looking at the people below who were waiting with their heads down, Zhang Zuo felt an unspeakable anger, but knew that he could not change it. What is a handyman? It's just a maid who is used by others in the sect to work as a slave girl for elite disciples, or a laborer who works as a coolie in the mines.
He is a deacon of the outer sect who is not even in the realm of physical training. He is famous outside. In the sect, no one except the disciples will give him face. Only a few people who know that he was once a disciple of Gao Zhenren will pay more attention to him. What's more, he is still disabled and his path to cultivation has long been ruined.
Zhang Kuo frowned slightly. Because of his hunchback, no one around him saw a sneer flashing in his eyes.
The Luo family actually sent Luo Yan'er here. What does this mean? In these years, when he went to Nandu City, the Luo family always arranged for Luo Yan'er to serve him. Although he also knew that Luo Yan'er said that she was the second wife's young lady, she was not designated as a direct lady.
It's not the first time what these aristocratic families have planned and what kind of scene they have caused. Everyone knows it, but they just don't say it out loud.
But Luo Yan'er was sent to work as a handyman, which was something he never thought of. He thought for a while, since the Luo family is going to be slapped in the face, don't blame me for being unruly. Other deacons may not dare to do so. If he didn't even have this privilege, the sect would be more than just chilling.
His abacus was good and his thinking was very clumsy, but he didn't know that just one day later, less than twelve hours later, Gao Zhenren arranged for his disciples to come and take the person away. It was not just these 10 handymen who were taken away, but also Luo Tuowei.
Besides, Song Pingcun was already very hungry in the herb garden. He had breakfast under the leadership of his disciples in the morning and distributed it in the sect hall. Master Wang brought him to the medicine hall and left him alone. Not to mention food, there was no stove in the small cave, and Deacon Wu didn't tell him where the dining room of the medicine hall was.
In the end, the wood spirit went out for a walk and brought back some food. Today we can only deal with it first. Find an opportunity to see if you can ask Zhenren Wang about cultivation and what it would be like to leave him here to read.
The pile of books thrown to him by Master Wang were criticized by Hua Ling as being useless, and he no longer even had the interest to read them.
If it weren't for the wood spirits and flower spirits, Song Pingcun doubted whether he could have stayed for two days.
I was really bored in the afternoon, so I walked into the medicine garden and found that there were many farmers working in the medicine garden. No one said hello when they saw him, everyone was busy with their work.
"Master, stop them quickly. These medicinal farmers are really messing around. Planting medicinal materials like this will still have some medicinal properties." The flower spirit that was originally on Song Pingcun's underwear and gown couldn't bear it anymore. There was no one around, so the flower spirit showed up. Chu Ling knelt down in front of Song Pingcun and asked for instructions.
Perhaps because they were both herbs, although she knew that these medicinal materials would eventually be harvested, she still couldn't bear it.
"You tell me, I'll convey it." Song Pingcun didn't think there was anything wrong. He set the flower spirits and wood spirits as spiritual treasures obtained by accident, but he didn't leave any specific abilities about them. information.
Song Pingcun had a good idea, but unfortunately these drug farmers were all mute, which put him in a dilemma.
He could only snatch the tool from one of the farmers and show it to them, but the farmers all shook their heads, leaving Song Pingcun not sure how to explain it to them.
Just when I didn't know what to do, a voice shouted: "What are you doing?"
Seeing Wang Zhenren suddenly appear in front of him with a frosty look on his face, he grabbed his tools with his hands and saw him squatting down and looking at the medicinal branches and leaves that had been cleaned by Song Pingcun. The pained expression was definitely not fake.
After Song Pingcun, the young man's temperament also improved, and he opened his mouth and said: "Master Wang, you did a lot of planting and pruning of medicinal materials wrong. Most of the things recorded in the book you asked me to read are half-understood."
Wang Huaiming was so angry that he even regretted agreeing to his junior brother's request. Song Pingcun's next words made him unable to think of anything else but shame and nodding.
"Panax Panax notoginseng is the main medicinal material of Wanying Baobaodan. It is neither cold nor heat-resistant, does not like light and prefers moisture. You may think that planting it in the corner of a low wall is a good choice, but it also avoids drought and waterlogging. Along the vanilla The garden gate is the shortest, and the rhizomes of this row of Panax notoginseng are always waterlogged, so how can they grow well?"
"The stamens of the Five Poison Flowers are the most poisonous, but you cut them off when they have just formed buds. On the surface, you are taking the most poisonous stamens. In fact, wait another three hours, and the flowers will bloom one hour later. , only taking the stamens, the dosage and toxicity will be increased dozens of times. This operation is simply a waste of natural resources."
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Song Pingcun completely copied Hua Ling's exact words, forgetting that the person in front of him was a real person in the Body Body Realm. When he saw a medicinal material, he pointed out where it was not done well. The medicinal farmers next to him were all dumbfounded. This was still the same person. Is this Mr. Wang who has a cold face and an even colder heart?
Wang Huaiming had forgotten that the young man in front of him was just a disciple who had just joined the sect today.
A 12-year-old boy is giving instructions to an old man with long beard and white hair. It seems incredible to you, but it is the fact.
It wasn't until Song Pingcun accidentally touched the branch of a triangular poisonous flower that the poisonous thorns on the branch instantly made a white mark on his forehead, but could not pierce his skin, and he woke up. He quickly stopped and bowed and saluted: "Master, it was just a kid who was talking nonsense, please don't blame me!"
Wang Huaiming, who was listening clearly, had long forgotten his identity. He had also ignored Song Pingcun's height just now. He didn't know how many times he had consciously moved aside branches and branches that were blocking his path along the way.
"Continue, continue, I..."
He had just finished speaking when his eyes noticed that the marks on Song Pingcun's forehead had disappeared. My heart skipped a beat, and I almost forgot what my junior brother told me.
The young man in front of him was indeed not that simple. Not only did his pharmacological knowledge surpass his own, but he had probably already entered the level of cultivation. However, he could not tell his cultivation level at all.
Suddenly a thought came to mind, he gathered aura in his hand, and pushed it out quietly. Song Pingcun was caught off guard and broke an arm-thick branch of the Triangular Poison Flower behind him, and fell to the ground.
