MTL - Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire-Chapter 541 【Watching your performance quietly】

  Chapter 541 [Watching your performance quietly]

  For Fang Chang, Cai Xiaocheng was indeed on the way.

  This is neither a prefectural city nor a state city, but Linsan River is located in a place with well-developed transportation, so it is very prosperous, even surpassing the nearby prefectural city.

   It is said that over the years, there have been calls to change Cai Xiaocheng into a prefectural city, and some radicals even demanded that the name of the prefecture be changed to Cai Xiaofu. Naturally, this plan was unanimously opposed by the people of the whole prefecture except this city, especially the previous county magistrates, who always took the lead in suppressing the demands of the influential families in Cai Xiaocheng.

This is actually a rare phenomenon. After all, for the big households in most places, it is too late to hide in the official government office of the imperial court. What to do if you find out about pickling.

But for the big households in Cai Xiaocheng, it is different. At least for the current generation, they are all engaged in serious business, and maintain the livelihood of many people. In addition, the flow of money is strong, and they have enough confidence to quickly dispose of their power. , combined with the power of the government, especially the officials, so they are most not afraid of the government to investigate.

  The county magistrates also know about this, so they always take the lead in suppressing such suggestions from their officials, but they don’t know how long they can suppress them.

  Fang Chang walked around the side of the pier and entered it through the gate on the other side.

  The buildings in Cai Xiao City are not neat enough. With the prosperity of various industries, many new buildings have been built, and this has led to a serious gap between the rich and the poor on the outside.

Some houses have weeds on their roofs, broken tiles, potholes at the base of the walls, and moss growing in the shade, making them deserted; Ceramic tile paintings are crowded with people; there are also people who enclose large land and build huge low-cost mansions, employ many workers, and disturb the people's voices endlessly.

  Fang Chang was not in a hurry to find the legendary "immortal" from Yunzhong Mountain, but first walked around the streets and alleys of the city to see what the city looked like.

  When he traveled around the world before, he had never been to this city.

   After wandering around for a long time, he bought a rice dumpling in the busy market in front of the Town God's Temple. This rice dumpling is a dumpling wrapper made of indica rice flour, filled with seasoned pork belly stuffing, and fried in a hot oil pan. The rice dumplings are golden in color and crispy on the outside, while the fresh aroma of the meat stuffing is stuffed inside the dumpling skin, steaming and fragrant after biting through the crispy dumpling skin.

  He held a few rice dumplings on yellow paper and ate them as he walked, when he suddenly heard someone talking two streets away.

   "...The Immortal is going to hold a Dharma meeting again?"

"Yes, yes, I heard from shopkeeper Wang in the morning that several members of the city gathered together again to entertain the immortal elders at the Dingxiang Tower, and invited many celebrities. They said they wanted to ask some questions about cultivation, so we started from Xianglou got so many orders."

   "Oh, to be able to cultivate, these few members are really lucky, envious."

"Don't think about those things that are not there. Doesn't anyone have thousands of pieces of furniture, and a single hair pulled out is thicker than our waist. Work hard. In ordinary times, there is no such big business in leisure time. We can be regarded as dipping This is the glory of this immortal leader Fang and the outsiders."

   "Yes, yes, I can make a lot of money after finishing this order. Didn't my baby say that she wants to buy a collection of books? Take her to the bookstore to pick out when you are free in two days."

"All right…"

  Oh, it turns out that in Dingxianglou, it really didn't take much effort.

After listening to the conversation between the two suppliers to Dingxianglou, Fang Chang smiled, threw the last rice dumpling into his mouth, and rubbed his hands lightly, turning the oily paper wrapping the dumpling into ashes , and then blow away with the wind.

   Randomly asked someone nearby for the approximate location of Dingxiang Tower, and wandered around the city for a few hours. Seeing that it was getting late, Fang Chang walked over there.

  Dingxiang Building is built in the northwest corner of the city, with five stories high.

  This is the upper air outlet all year round, and the air is fresh. Moreover, there is a large lake in the north of Dingxiang Tower, with lotus leaves in it and corridors around it. When sitting upstairs to eat, open the window to enjoy the view, there will be no glare from the sun, and you can enjoy the scenery and tourists, which is very pleasant.

   Therefore, the consumption level here is also very high, which is second to none in this place where the rivers meet. Looking at the surrounding prefectures and counties, only such a prosperous place can support such a luxurious place.

The sun is hanging in the western sky, it will be evening, and it has not yet turned into an orange sun, shining on the huge "Dingxianglou" plaque, which is signed by a famous scribe who has read his name in a miscellaneous book, and has passed away many years.

  At the door of Dingxiang Building, two young men in red cloth scarves are welcoming and sending them off.

There were quite a few staff members in Jinyi who rode sedan chairs and steeds and stopped at the entrance of Dingxiang Building. Some clerks led the servants to lead the animals away for drinking and feeding. He greeted them with a smile and invited them inside.

   Then many well-dressed people came with invitations, and stepped in with their heads held high after being verified at the door.

  Fang Chang stood at the door and pondered for a while, then walked in directly.

  The two clerks at the door hesitated, neither dared to stop nor stepped forward to greet him, so they let Fang Chang in. After a while, the two of them looked at each other tacitly, and immediately put on a smile to welcome the next guest.

   Fang Chang went upstairs along the steps until he reached the top floor.

  The entire floor here has been covered by outsiders from the city. Six or seven large round tables have been set up, covered with fine velvet tablecloths, and the high-backed armchairs are also upholstered. All the windows are open, and the windows facing south and west have lowered the thin curtains, and the wind is blowing, gently raising the corners of the cloth, making the copper pieces on the edge of the curtains jingle.

   At this time, many people were already sitting in the hall, chatting with each other. Others are exchanging experiences on "practice" and health preservation. According to them, it seems that all of them have already started to practice and can become immortals at any time.

   Fang Chang found a remote place and sat down.

   Gradually, the number of people in the hall increased, and then a man with white beard, hair and clothes led two children, walked in surrounded by several guests, and sat at the head. Then the guys in Dingxianglou began to serve food and wine, and several musicians sat in the corner, playing carefully.

   The food is good food, and the wine is good wine. Fang Chang eats and drinks, and then watches the performance of the man in white in the middle.

I saw that he was very skillful in dealing with the people around him, and the words in his mouth were very empty. Although they were not nutritious, the outsiders were very excited and thought they were quite rewarding. . The celebrities next to them began to compose poems while they were toasting to each other. There were bursts of applause, and some people wrote down the poems with a brush. For a while, the scene was very lively, and the host and guest enjoyed themselves.

   Thank you Dylan Weijie and Yuechenyun for the reward.

  (end of this chapter)