Luoxia Peak.
A simple porridge shop was set up at the foot of the mountain.
The porridge shop is on the only way to Longhu Temple. There is a sign on the shop offering free hot porridge. The shop also provides chairs and tea for everyone to rest.
Qin Luo came to the foot of the mountain. He looked at the porridge shop and thought it was very good. People who came from afar could take a break and drink a bowl of tea here, which provided a lot of convenience to everyone.
Zhao Qing'er helps out at the porridge shop. As a rich lady, she is willing to do good deeds in the mountains. Qin Luo admires her very much.
There are not many people drinking porridge in the porridge shops. The main ones eating porridge are lonely old people and young children.
There are many people living in difficulty near Luoxia Peak. They are too embarrassed to come here to drink porridge, so Zhao Qing'er specially asked his servants to deliver food to them.
Qin Luo saw an old man with a stooped body selling vegetables near the porridge shop. The old man lived near Chenjiagou. He originally wanted to pick up fresh vegetables to buy in Baiyun Town. When passing by, he met someone who planned to go to Longhu Temple to offer incense. The people praying for blessings asked the old man about the price, and the old man said he could sell it to them cheaper.
The vegetables were sold out quickly, and the old man had a smile on his face. He couldn't make much more money if he went to Baiyun Town. He could sell vegetables near Longhu Temple, which made it much easier.
The rickety old man clasped his fists and lowered his body, "Ms. Zhao, can I still come here to buy groceries tomorrow?"
Zhao Qing'er had a pretty face with a smile, her lips were red and her teeth were white, she was elegant and generous, "Old man, I don't control this place. If you want to set up a stall, you'd better ask the immortal master of Longhu Temple."
She didn't dare to make a decision for Longhuguan.
Qin Luo happened to come to the porridge shop, heard their conversation, and said with a smile: "Old man, as long as you are willing, you can come and set up a stall nearby at any time."
"Thank you, Immortal Master."
The rickety old man thanked him with his hands.
"Immortal Master!"
Zhao Qing'er bowed slightly.
Qin Luo heard the masons chiseling stones in the river and asked with a smile: "Miss Zhao, are you planning to build a house here?"
"Master Immortal, I think the mountain road is very narrow and inconvenient to walk on. I want to widen the mountain road and pave it with stone slabs."
"This move will cost a lot of money."
“As long as it can help everyone, it’s meaningful.”
Qin Luo agreed with Zhao Qing'er's point of view, "Miss Zhao, please manage the area at the foot of the mountain in the future. If it is messy, it may affect the people who go up the mountain to pray."
"Don't worry, Immortal Master, I will manage this place well." Zhao Qing'er agreed happily. She felt it was a great honor to have the Immortal Master's trust.
"Miss Zhao, if you encounter any difficulties, you can come to me."
"no problem."
Some pleasantries.
Qin Luo turned around and returned to Longhu Temple.
The porridge shop at the foot of the mountain gradually became lively. Zhao Qing'er returned to the porridge shop to help. He asked his servant to open up an open space next to the porridge shop for vendors who wanted to set up stalls here.
Ziyue heard from Jin Yan that there was a porridge shop at the foot of the mountain. She stood outside the Taoist temple and looked out. She said seriously with a small face: "If you sell mutton soup here, the business will definitely be very good."
Qin Luo came to her side, "The world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for profit. If you can really make money here, there will definitely be various shops."
"Senior brother is right."
Ziyue hopes that the foot of the mountain will be lively, so that she can drink mutton soup at any time. It would be wonderful to think about it.
"Chewmi!"
Xiaotuanzi came back with two spiritual fruits. Knowing that Qin Luo didn't eat the spiritual fruits, he gave them to Ziyue and Jin Yan directly.
"Love you!"
Ziyue blew a kiss to Xiaotuanzi. She wiped the spirit fruit with her clothes, then put it in her mouth and chewed it. She felt warm and full of strength inside her body.
"Thank you Sister Tuanzi."
Jin Yan grinned at Xiaotuanzi.
Ziyue was a little surprised, "Junior brother, why do you call her Sister Tuanzi?"
Jin Yan looked honest, and he scratched his head, "It said it was five hundred years old, and asked me to call it Sister Tuanzi."
"I didn't realize that you are still an old bird." Ziyue's eyes widened as she stared at the round little dumpling.
"Choo Choo Choo."
Xiaotuanzi raised his head proudly.
Qin Luo grabbed its stupid hair and turned it in his hand like a windmill. He shook his head slightly and said, "Don't listen to its nonsense. This guy lied to you. He is just a stupid bird."
Phew!
Ziyue and Jin Yan laughed.
Xiaotuanzi was about to faint, with stars in his eyes, "Boss, I'm very smart."
Qin Luo raised Xiaotuanzi in front of him and said with a serious expression: "Don't pretend to be a tiger or a tiger in the future."
Xiaotuanzi was a little dizzy and tilted his head, "Boss, what is the power of a fox and a tiger?"
"You just can't rely on the Dragon and Tiger Temple to trick people into eating or drinking. From now on, you are not allowed to go to the Golden Eagle to ask for spiritual fruits. If you don't have the ability, just catch bugs to eat." Qin Luo looked serious.
He didn't want Xiaotuanzi to learn bad things.
Xiaotuanzi nodded aggrievedly.
The porridge shop at the foot of Luoxia Peak became lively, and more and more people came to Longhu Temple to offer incense and pray for blessings. Many smart people saw the business opportunities here.
In the blink of an eye.
Two days passed.
A small market has formed at the foot of the mountain, selling vegetables, herbs, farm tools, and food. All walks of life have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.
Under Zhao Qing'er's management, the market at the foot of the mountain is in order and growing in scale.
early morning.
Zhang Fulong was checking the incense money in the main hall. He heard the noise outside and couldn't help but murmured, "Is there something wrong with my ears? Why do I feel like there is a busy market nearby?"
Ziyue raised her eyebrows, "Master, there are many vendors selling things at the foot of the mountain. It's like a market down there. It's very lively. The incense in Taoist temples has become better recently."
"And this."
Zhang Fulong's eyes suddenly lit up. He had lived on the mountain all year round and rarely went to Baiyun Town. He heard that there was a market at the foot of the mountain and he became interested.
"Ziyue, go down the mountain with me for a walk."
"Good!"
Zi Yuemei smiled broadly, thinking that Master would only take me down the mountain. It seems that Master likes me the most.
Before leaving, Zhang Fulong coughed and said, "Ahem, remember to bring your money."
Ziyue immediately understood that the master liked her money, and couldn't help but curl her lips. She had not been to the mountain recently, and she really wanted to feel the atmosphere of the market at the foot of the mountain.
Pilgrims have already come to the Taoist temple to offer incense. Qin Luo and Jin Yan stayed at the Taoist temple, and Ziyue followed Zhang Fulong down the mountain.
Zhang Fulong was wearing a golden Taoist robe and a golden hat, holding a whisk in his hand, looking like an immortal. People on the road bowed to say hello.
Ziyue is carrying a bamboo basket.
She planned to buy some daily necessities and go back.
foot of the mountain.
The first one is a porridge shop.
It is the most conspicuous building at the foot of the mountain.
Seeing the free sign, the corners of Zhang Fulong's mouth raised slightly, and he walked into the porridge shop with great swagger.
Zhao Qing'er's pretty face was slightly startled, and she quickly stepped forward to welcome her, "Master Zhang Xian, do you want some porridge?"
"Have a bowl of porridge. I want to know how your free porridge is." Zhang Fulong said it in a high-sounding way, but in fact he just wanted to drink porridge without spending money.
The senior brother said not to take advantage, so Ziyue did not enter the porridge shop. She walked alone in the market with a bamboo basket on her back.
Originally, many people were resting in the porridge shop and were too embarrassed to drink porridge. When they saw Master Zhang Xian from Longhu Temple drinking porridge, they became no longer polite and the atmosphere was ruined by him.
In the porridge shop.
Everyone is praising Master Zhang Xian.
In the market, there were hunters selling game, including hares, pheasants, and wild boars. Ziyue originally wanted to weigh some meat back, but she didn't want to trouble her senior brother, so she gave up the idea of buying meat.
There was an old woman selling shoes on the roadside. Ziyue remembered that Jin Yan had no shoes to wear yet, so she immediately came to the stall and chose a pair of cloth shoes that were about the same size as her own.
"Mother-in-law, how much is this?"
"Xiao Xiangu, no need to pay, I will give it to you."
The gray-haired old woman recognized Ziyue as an immortal cultivator from Longhu Temple, and she did not dare to ask for money.
Ziyue said seriously with a small face: "No, I can't ask for it for nothing. How much do these shoes cost?"
Seeing her insistence, the old woman said with a smile, "Xiao Xiangu, just watch it."
"..."
Ziyue has black lines all over her head. She is not just a casual person. "Mother-in-law, what is the price you usually sell for?"
"Twenty cents a pair."
"I want it."
Ziyue took out twenty copper coins. Although she was a little reluctant to part with them, she still spent the money to buy them.
Since I bought it for my junior brother, I can't forget him. Zi Yue picked out another pair of shoes.
"Are these shoes also twenty cents?"
"This pair costs twenty-five."
"I want it."
"Thank you for your visit, little fairy."
The old woman's face blossomed into a smile.
Ziyue put the two pairs of cloth shoes into the bamboo basket. She looked back at Master who was drinking porridge and hesitated for a long time, "Forget it, I will buy them for Master next time."
Ziyue felt a little distressed after spending forty-five cents at once, which was more than the total money she had spent before.
I have to treat myself.
Ziyue plans to buy herself some delicious food.
Suddenly there was a loud noise from the crowd.
"Look."
"There are immortals."
Ziyue raised her head, and she saw a middle-aged man in black walking on the wind, followed by two immortal cultivators walking on swords, and they flew in the direction of Longhu Temple.
