"Drink at the foot of the South Mountain and sun the chrysanthemums leisurely." The poem passed down by Tao Qian, a great scholar three thousand years ago, has become the tradition of the chrysanthemums farmers in Taojia Village. There are always several hours every day when men and women of Taojia sit together to sun the chrysanthemums.
Chrysanthemum likes shade, but if it lacks sunshine, it will not grow well, which is the truth that all chrysanthemum farmers understand.
Outside the crowd sat a gentle and delicate young man in blue named Tao Qi.
It is not that the teenager is not sociable, but that the pot of green chrysanthemums beside him is not suitable for mixing with ordinary products.
It is not an ordinary chrysanthemum. It has been planted for more than 200 years since Tao Qi's grandfather's grandfather.
The Chrysanthemum Sutra, an ancestral book of the Taoists, records that chrysanthemums may become refined when they grow to 300 years old. Every "chrysanthemum essence" cultivated will bring unimaginable benefits to the cultivators themselves and even the whole Taojia village.
"Green Fairy, green Fairy, when will you become a master? I think if you become a human, you must be a peerless beauty.
The chrysanthemum is windless and automatic. It seems that it wants to express something. vaguely, its petals show a touch of light red.
"You are so shy..." Tao Qi was surprised. He was very talented in reading plant language, and this time, the "flower language" of the green fairy was so obvious that you could see it at a glance.
"Your intelligence is much better than that of ordinary plants. It seems that in my lifetime, I really hope to see you show up." Tao Qi clapped his hands excitedly.
"Look, Qizai is talking to the Green Fairy again. One day, he will marry that flower, ha ha!" The villagers nearby laughed.
Tao Qi felt his head, a little embarrassed, so he quickly put the topic aside: "Uncle 17, you just said that Xiao Dan had entered the top ten in the county school exam? Then he must be promoted to the state school next year, right? Our Taoists will have a big official in the future, and it is very promising for the Taoists to restore their 'family' status!"
The villagers are also excited. Although similar topics have been said countless times, they are still very lively.
"Yes, the momentum of Taoists has been good over the years. Old Jiu has been in charge of the big shops in the city. He will come out to open his own shop sooner or later!"
"Ah Kui is out of town. He sent a message back recently, saying that he graduated from school and got the eighth grade blacksmith certificate!"
"Changying has been in the military camp for so many years, and now she is the master!"
"These are all second to none. I just got the news that Xiao Bao has successfully built a foundation in Qingyi Gate, and has become an 'outside disciple'!"
"Wow, the foundation is built so soon! Isn't it possible to have a period of Qi training in the future?"
"Really? Hey, the Taoists are really going to be developed this time. The patriarch has built seven layers of foundations, which is also expected to achieve Qi training!"
"Yes, as long as there are two masters in the training period, and a few more people in various industries who can do well, they can apply to the government to become the ninth grade family!"
"It has been nearly 800 years. It has been more than 700 years since the Taoists lost the title of 'family'!"
"What is that? Two thousand years ago, we still had the title of 'Aristocratic Family'!"
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Everyone was so excited that they seemed to see the glorious scene of the transformation of Taoists in the near future.
Tao Qi couldn't help participating: "When it comes to people in various industries, no talent, just a little, can also contribute!"
Someone laughed and said, "Yes, once your Green Fairy is refined, you will be the number one person in the planting industry." Well, the topic has returned.
Tao Qi coughed: "I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about my ability to write novels. Do you know that my writing style can rank in the top ten in the whole house, and the plot structure is more......"
"Writing a novel is not an industry, ha ha." Everyone laughed and abandoned Tao.
Tao Qi wrinkled his nose and said in secret, "One day you will know that you can become a character even writing a novel!"
As he spoke, he opened his personal package, took out the four treasures of the study, and wrote on the spot.
Yes, Tao Qi is a writer, or a "gunman". Because he is young and has no reputation in the fiction industry, he can only continue writing for others.
There are always some writers in the Jianghu who can't finish the book due to various reasons. In order to maintain their reputation and avoid being scolded as "eunuchs", they choose to ask someone to write for them. Of course, the person who writes for them also needs to be of a certain standard.
Although Tao Qi is only 16 years old, his writing style is no less than that of many mid-range writers, which may be related to his ancestry. The Taojia Village claims to be the descendants of Tao Yuanming.
Tao Qi is now writing a procedure for a Wen family member. When he reaches the bottleneck, he begins to imagine some strange objects, such as a crossbow that shoots thousands of arrows at once, or a huge flying plate.
"If you really put these things in, I'm afraid the manuscript will be torn up by Uncle Six..." Tao Qi muttered to himself.
Uncle Liu is Tao Qi's boss. He opened a book shop in the town, signed a dozen street writers, printed books and sold books for rent, which is quite a scale. Several counties around the town are looking for him to buy goods.
After all, he is a pro uncle, and the treatment given to Tao Qi is not bad. If he writes 10000 words, he will get one or two silver coins, which is high for child workers.
"Imagination is useless, and what readers like most is writing!" Tao Qi thought of Uncle Liu's reprimand and had to put aside his thoughts.
"Long Aotian looks up to the sky and smiles..."
"Long Aotian smiled..."
"Long Aotian seems to smile rather than smile..."
"Long Aotian smiled thoughtfully..."
Tao Qi was working bravely when he heard a villager calling in the distance, "Everyone, go to the Lu's house to see the immortal, the real immortal!"
"Immortal?" Tao jumped up with abandon, ignoring the chrysanthemums, paper and pen. He spread his feet and ran with everyone towards the Lu family.
Although he is delicate and always plays with words, Tao Qi doesn't have the reserved bad habit of a bookworm at all. If there is any excitement, he must join in!
In this era, the cultivation of truth and gas refining is no longer mysterious. Scholars, farmers, industrialists and businessmen will meditate and stand on their posts. But only when they reach a certain level can they be called immortals. When they stay in a small place like Taojia Village, Taoqi has never seen a real immortal.
It is said that even if all the qi practitioners in the twelve villages of Nanshan Township add up, they can't defeat even the worst fairy!
Immortal! In the novel, it is said that, stepping on the flying sword and crossing thousands of miles, the immortal who can break the Jiuchongshan and kill the sun, moon and stars in anger can be wielded!
"If this fairy likes me, I can stand out and stop staying in the countryside..." Tao Qi's heart is pounding, and he suddenly has a strong feeling that his life is facing a major turning point!
Even if the Green Fairy becomes a master, it can never be compared to the chance that the immortals favor him!
