MTL - Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire-Chapter 589 【moon landing】

  Chapter 589 [Moon Landing]

The treasurer of the bank is a talkative person. Hearing Fang Chang's question, he immediately became interested: "It starts from decades ago. Six or seven years before I was born, I discovered the Great Silver Mountain in Southern Xinjiang. From then on, people in the world There is more and more silver. It is said that before that, most people in the world only used copper coins for transactions, and gold and silver were rare and precious things. After the discovery of the Silver Mountain, the world's transactions with silver increased. After all, the imperial court was actually short of copper. And the people's demand for copper coins is simply a bottomless pit."

   It’s just that this brings a few inconveniences. One is that it is difficult to calculate the fineness and weight. The silver content is estimated, and you have to keep a pair of pegs. The second is that price fluctuations are common, and the ratio of copper coins to silver often changes, causing a lot of trouble. Therefore, the high officials in the court thought that they would directly cast silver into coins, and all the payments of the court would be changed to silver dollars, so that the value of the coins would be unified and the previous chaos could be eliminated. "

  These words are clear and clear, but it seems that the shopkeeper has a lot of knowledge.

   "So that's how it is." Fang Chang slightly cupped his hands and said with a smile, "The shopkeeper is really well-informed, and he easily solved my doubts."

"It's not that I'm well-informed." The treasurer of the bank also laughed, "My third child is studying in the school. They are very concerned about the political affairs in the court. There is also a special journal to describe the views of all parties. When he comes back, he will talk to me. There are also a lot of complaints, I just recounted what I just said, it is not my ability."

   "Bai Ya's words are wrong. It is naturally the shopkeeper's ability to have such a unicorn." Fang Chang continued to praise.

   "Hahahahaha..."

  Since the currency system might change in the future, Fang Chang kept the gold and silver in his backpack and only spent the new money exchanged this time.

  He has mines in the mountains, and he is not limited by weight, food intake, or physical strength. When he arrived in Ninghe Mansion, he naturally walked around the streets and experienced everything.

   "It's only spring, and there is snowflake cheese for sale?" Fang Chang heard someone on the side road ask in surprise.

   "Of course, now that the weather is not cold, business can already be done."

Looking at the past, I saw a small stall next to it. The wheelbarrow was cross-supported by two thick woods. There was a wooden barrel wrapped in a quilt on it, and a small wooden sign was hung on it, which read horizontally and vertically. There are no typos in "Snowflake Cheese Ten Essays".

  Seeing the surprised passers-by going to buy it, Fang Chang also went to see it.

"Guests wait a moment, I'll be back soon, hurry up." The stall owner lifted the quilt and opened the wooden bucket, and saw a lot of ice cubes inside, and a small brass bucket in the middle of the ice. There was a white flower in the bucket, which was sugar added. It is made by pouring milk on crushed ice **** and keeping it warm in an ice bucket.

The stall owner took a small bamboo bowl and put three spoons into it with a spoon, which looked like half a bowl. Then he opened the rattan compartment next to him, scooped a small spoon from each of several small boxes, and poured it into the bowl. Ingredients such as nuts, raisins, and hawthorn cakes make this snowflake cheese colorful and beautiful.

"Although it's a summer food, it's a little out of season in this spring, but it tastes really delicious." The girl took the snowflake cheese, shared it with the boy next to her, and walked to the side, "I haven't seen it for several years. It tastes exactly the same.”

  Fang Chang walked up and said, "Give me one too." Then twelve newly-made coins were discharged.

  The stall owner scooped up snowflake cheese for Fang Chang deftly, boasting:

"This is an old craft that has been passed down for four generations. It is estimated that many old people in this city have eaten the snowflake cheese made by my father and grandfather. In the future, I will pass this craft on to my second son and let him continue Make snowflake cheese."

   "Why the second son?" Fang Chang wondered.

"Of course it's because my second boy doesn't live up to expectations." Speaking of this, the stall owner's tone was a bit annoyed, "The boss works very hard in the school, and is often praised by the master for his achievements. But this second boy is naughty when he is in class. If you’re troublesome, you’ll only be able to sell snowflake cheese in the future.”

   As he said, he had already made the snowflake cheese in his hand, inserted a piece of wood as a spoon, and handed it to Fang Chang.

  Fang Chang tasted it, and it was indeed ice-cold and sweet, and the ingredients were rich in taste, enough to be called delicious.

  ...

  The moon in the field is very beautiful, as cold as water.

  When night fell this time, Fang Chang didn’t go to the village or city, but happened to be in the wilderness where there was no village or shop behind. Although the cold night didn't affect him, he didn't continue on his way. Instead, he found a haystack and lay down on it to watch the stars and the moon.

  The sky is full of stars, twinkling with the fluctuations of the high air flow.

  Astronomical phenomena show that today is a time of peace, and there are no recent hidden worries or major events. The people of the world can still live a good life for a long time.

  Looking at the bright moonlight, Fang Chang breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly became interested.

  Go up and have a look.

  So his figure left the haystack and floated towards the sky, getting higher and higher.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, the surrounding temperature is getting lower and lower, and the earth is gradually unfolding and moving away like a black satin. The moonlight shines on the earth, outlining all kinds of things in simple outlines. There are shining lights in the distance. That is the nearby city.

  Fang Chang's rising speed was very fast, and soon the several cloud clusters that looked like black mist in the night came to the feet and became like ink blobs on the ground. The wind was fierce, and his clothes were blown fiercely by the wind in the stratosphere, but Fang Chang's upward speed was getting faster and faster, and he was not affected at all.

   Then, the horizon lit up, where the sun hadn't left.

  The earth has turned into an arc, and the topography is vaguely reflected. Where the earth and the night meet, there is a bright light, which is very thorough and refreshing.

   "Beautiful! This view is worth the trip." Fang Chang praised.

  He stopped his figure in the high altitude, then pulled the backpack behind him, pulled out a large wooden box from it, went in and operated it, and wrote down the beautiful scenery on the glass.

  Continuing upwards, the air becomes thinner, and occasionally the aurora and lightning in the distance can be seen.

   Fortunately, he doesn't need to breathe, but when he got here, the size of the moon still hasn't changed much. It can be seen that the distance he has traveled is only a tiny bit compared to the complete journey.

   "Sure enough, Wangshan ran to death." Fang Chang secretly smiled.

   Then he speeded up, speeded up, speeded up, making his speed like a shooting star, pointing directly at the moon ahead. There is no support in the void, but Fang Chang doesn't need a support, nor does he need to breathe, he just keeps going forward.

  The moon is getting closer and bigger.

   It took about an hour and a half before his feet finally stepped on the solid moon.

  (end of this chapter)