Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

Chapter 378: 【Enter the mountain】

  Chapter 378 [Entering the Mountain]

  Because the local area is rainy all the year round regardless of winter and summer, the stalls often have a roof.

Even if it is a simple stall, there will be a small shed. The smaller one can block the impact of the rain on the pots, stoves and various containers, and the larger one can put a few tables and stools for the diners to rest and eat here. —The latter tends to do better business.

  After all, it is much more comfortable to be able to sit down at the table and enjoy the food immediately after getting the food than to stand on the side of the road to eat after buying food, and may be drenched by the rain that always appears suddenly in the sky.

  Fang Chang walked back and forth from this alley dominated by stalls, walked to a table, and patted a person on the shoulder:

   "Hey, Chen Yuan, long time no see."

The person sitting at the table is Chen Yuan. He is eating a bowl of local special braised noodles, which are rice noodles, with some thin braised pork slices, capers, fried peanuts, fried soybeans, and crispy skin. The taste and smell are very unique. .

  At the same time, there were two sheets of paper spread out on the table next to him, as well as an inkstone and a pen. It was an introduction to this kind of rice noodles, and it was not finished yet. It seems that just now he was writing down the local powder on the manuscript as if there was no one else around.

  Feeling movement behind, Chen Yuan immediately turned around, and said in surprise:

   "Mr. Fang?!"

   "It's me, we meet again." Fang Chang smiled.

"What a coincidence, the world is so big, and you can meet Mr. anywhere in the world." Chen Yuan said happily, and then shouted at the stewed noodle stall owner: "Shopkeeper, let me have another bowl of noodles, and the stewed meat needs double servings." Son!"

   Then he said to Fang Chang:

"The last time I heard my husband's suggestion, now whenever I go to a place, I try the local delicacies, which really improves the manuscript of my itinerary. The stewed powder here is a must. I just inquired with the shopkeeper. This kind of stewed powder is a local specialty, called Danzi stewed powder.”

"It's because at the beginning, those who sold this kind of noodle were all carrying a small burden to sell marinated rice noodle in the streets, and there was no such stall as now. Later, the fame spread, and the capital of a fixed stall came, but It’s a name that has stuck with me.”

   As he said that, the shop owner has quickly cooked the rice noodles out of the boiling water, filled them with various ingredients and double portions of braised pork, poured half a spoonful of brine and brought them over: "Customers, please use it slowly."

  Fang Chang pulled a stool by the table and sat down, thanking the stall owner.

   "Well, it's really good, delicious."

He praised Chen Yuan, the rice noodles in the bowl taste evenly, the brine has a rich aroma of beef bone marrow, and the taste has a sweet aftertaste, together with the deliciousness of braised meat and crispy skin, as well as the multi-layered taste of fried soybeans and fried peanuts and capers. This stewed rice noodle has a unique temperament.

   After chatting for a while about the experience during this period, Fang Chang asked Chen Yuan about the way to southern Xinjiang.

   "Sir, you are asking the right person."

  Chen Yuan drank the last bit of soup, and said confidently to Fang Chang:

   "For this trip to the south of the Yangtze River, I specially visited a lot of people, just to find out the geography of the southern parts of the world."

"It's not far from here to Southern Xinjiang. The fastest route is to take a boat to the southwest along the canal. Or go west along the official road, bypass the mountain range in the south and then go south. This road is farther, and It’s all overland, and the speed is much slower.”

"Then, whether it is the end of the canal or the official road, it is the southern border. Half of it is the arable area at the confluence of the canal and the river, and the other half is continuous mountains. There are many mountains there. There are 'ten Wan' name."

"It is said that after passing the mountain, there is the sea, but few people have been there, so they don't know. Similarly, you can also enter the sea along the river. The most convenient way to travel from southern Xinjiang to the Central Plains is to travel up the river mouth by sea boat. "

   "The mountains there are very poor and evil. There are many barbarians in the mountains. Although they can communicate with each other, the customs are very different from those outside the mountains. There are miasmas everywhere, and the barbarians can also use Gu. You must be careful when you go here, sir."

  Hearing this clear introduction, Fang Chang immediately understood, and he thanked:

   "Thank you for the explanation, so I already understand how to go next."

   Then he also picked up the bowl and drank the last bit of soup. The stall owner next to him kept scanning the tables, and came over when he saw it. Chen Yuan knew why, and immediately got up and said, "Check out."

   "The two of you ate two bowls of noodles, a total of eighteen Wen."

   "Okay, you take care of it." Chen Yuan took out the money and settled the account.

"The prices here are quite cheap." Fang Chang smiled. After all, this bowl of noodles is not small, and there are marinade, braised pork, and fried pork neck skin. The content is rich and labor-intensive, and it only sells for nine yuan a bowl. , much cheaper than the Central Plains.

  Then the two got up to say goodbye, after all, they had to go on their way, and they didn't go along the way.

   "I wish you a safe journey, we will meet later." Fang Chang said.

  ...

  Boats come and go on the canal, making travel very convenient.

After all, it is very convenient to go back from the sea along the river to southern Xinjiang, which means that it is also very convenient to come to this state city from the sea across the river and then across the canal. This is far faster and has a greater cargo capacity than traveling from the official road mode of transportation.

  So Fang Chang easily found the boat and followed the canal all the way to the southwest.

   This canal directly passes through two huge mountains. It is said that many, many years ago, when the imperial court needed to strengthen the management of this place, it planned two long canals.

   At that time, it took a lot of labor to dig the canal, and the most labor-intensive part was the section through the mountains. Since then, the several states here have been truly managed by the imperial court and have truly become part of the "world".

   I don’t know how the ancients broke through this mountain with simple tools.

  The flat land on both sides of the canal, because of the water irrigation here, the drought and flood are suitable for farming, so there are many people distributed. Especially at the junction of the canal water and the river water, the terrain here is triangular, with fertile soil everywhere. So here are towns and villages scattered far and near, and smoke is everywhere.

  However, Fang Chang didn't take a detour to look around. He got off the boat at the small town where the canal and the river meet, then turned directly to the south, and plunged into the mountains.

  This place is in the tropics, which is very suitable for the growth of vegetation. In addition, few people go up the mountain, so there is no visible road. Fortunately, Chang Fang carried the "Practice Technique" and "Practice Method" with him, and it was hard for ordinary poisonous insects, mosquitoes and flies to get close to him, so he was still relatively clean.

  Although Fang Chang couldn't figure out where the enemy's Suzaku Hall was due to the occult cover, his spiritual consciousness told him that the distance was not far away.

  So he just ran over all the way.

  Whether it was shrubs or trees in front, they were all knocked aside. Where Fang Chang passed, a path several feet high and wide was left in the dense forest, which could not be healed for a long time.

  (end of this chapter)