"There are also these foods, some are made by masters, and some are bought when you are wandering around the world. You can leave them and put them in a sachet. When you want to eat, take them out and heat them up slightly. It should not damage its flavor, so that you can eat them for a long time."

"The last one is these pens, ink, paper and inkstones. The Pengniu Mountain is remote. What you buy from the foot of the mountain is definitely not as good as mine. Especially this wolf brush, the hair used is what I used for from a weasel demon who has been a demon for a long time in Yunzhong Mountain. "

"I made two pens of those hairs. After trying one of them, I felt that the elasticity was good, and the small characters were very good, and it was not as fast as usual wolf hair."

Fu Qi took it one by one and put it aside.

Although he was very moved by the master's concern for him in his heart, he had a clear sense of spiritual knowledge and knew that the master suddenly took out so many supplies because he was about to leave.

Because of reluctance, Fu Qi pursed his lips and just nodded in response. He did not say much. Instead, he arranged these materials in his hand according to Fang Chang's instructions.

It was not until Fang Chang really put down these things and got up and said goodbye to leave that he couldn't hold back at all. He immediately burst into tears: "Master, why not stay for a few more days?"

Fang Chang smiled and stroked his apprentice's head: "It won't delay your practice, be more open-minded. Master, apprentice, master, and apprentice are just a kind of fate. Since there is a fate, there should be fate in the future. In comparison, today's distinction is nothing, just like white clouds hanging in the air and birds flying over the mountains, it is just a matter of nature."

Although Fu Qi did not understand the profound meaning of the master's teaching, he also greatly diluted his reluctance. He kept what Fang Chang said in his heart before saying goodbye to his teacher.

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There are many vendors selling tea in various places around the world. Fang Chang has been traveling around the world for so many years and has seen many tea stalls. In comparison, the small stall in front of him is not too novel.

The shop owner here is very business-minded. He does not set up a large shed like the most common tea stall owners, and lets customers buy tea by themselves and sit at the table to eat. At the same time, they sell some ordinary foods with oil and sugar tolerate hunger together. This process has supported many families in the world. Instead, they chose another idea.

The stall does not take up space, and you can carry it together with a shoulder pole, and two curtains are used to hold a parasol.

But this parasol was enough to cover the stall owner and the tea bucket in front of him. At the same time, he did not prepare bowls and chopsticks, but instead cut bamboo from the mountains not far away, made bamboo tubes one by one, and then used fine bamboo to make plugs, poured tea water in, and then sold these tea water that could be taken away at a price of three times.

Since this just hits the demand for pedestrians to get off the horse and park for tea, and is easy to carry, even if the price is many times higher than ordinary tea, customers often don’t care. After all, it is a little more convenient. However, when some people are thirsty, they will buy bamboo tea and sit on a few stones next to them to drink it slowly, and chat with each other like they are elsewhere to share some new things about their experiences.

Every afternoon, the sunshade umbrella at the tea stall loses its effect, because there is a huge cypress tree with lush branches and leaves, like a larger parasol, blocking the blazing sunlight and making it even better.

When Fang Chang passed by, the shade of this big cypress tree just enveloped the tea stall. On the surrounding stones, several people sat scattered on each of them, holding long bamboo tubes in their hands, sucking tea and resting their feet and chatting. Some people even broke the cakes they carried with them and ate in small sips of hot tea.

He walked up, looked at the big pot set up in the tea shed, and said to the owner of the tea stall: "Shopkeeper, come and put on tea."

"Small tube three-month, big tube six-month, which type do you want?"

"I want a big tube."

"Okay." The tea stall shopkeeper quickly opened a large bamboo tube, poured tea into it with a bamboo ladle, and then handed it to Fang Chang to take six copper coins.

Seeing that there were many people around, Fang Chang also carried a tea barrel and found a stone around him to sit down.

I heard someone's voices are higher and he is talking about the present: "I want to say that our shopkeeper should change his career this year. There is not much waterway on this road, so how can we make any profits in selling grain? At most, we can make hard money."

"Thank you hard money, just make money, just make money." Another person next to you said, it seems that both of them are not old. "This is a good business. I don't know how many eyes are staring at it. If there is a convenient place for water and transportation, can the food business be hidden from others? It has been taken away by others long ago." This was a mature and persistent person, as if he knew a little about the world, so people around him nodded repeatedly.

"What brother said makes sense, but overall this year, the harvest in various places is pretty good. If you continue to be stubborn, you may lose money." The person who spoke first raised his voice and seemed to be very disdainful of the evaluations of the people around him. "I want to say that there are too many people in the industries of food, clothing, housing and transportation. If you want to enter the industry, you have to join those who will definitely become prosperous to make a fortune."

"Oh? I can't tell you any mistakes, my brother, give me an example?"

"Well... I'm still looking, I'm still looking." As he said that, he lowered his voice. It seemed that he had never really sorted out the matter. He was just competing for a moment.

However, after the number of people became more and more people, the topic was changed quickly.

As soon as he paused here, everyone's topic shifted to another place.

There was a rich businessman who was slightly older and said while rubbing the sweat star on his forehead with a handkerchief because of the hot tea.

"Do you think there are more secret spies around you? They are moving around to inquire about information, and never cover up their bodies, but they have never seen anyone they arrest, which is mysterious. At the beginning, this scene scared many people, thinking they were going to lose money, but later they gradually got used to it."

The loud voice of the man who had just died of silence immediately started to clamor: "This is because you are not well-informed, I have really been exposed to this matter. The old man next door was found by them before, but it was because of the objects passed down from home. However, these spies in the brocade clothes were not here to seize money. They seemed to have been ordered to find some paranormal."

His words were full of energy, so everyone around him believed it.

After a moment of silence, the elder sighed, "Oh, I don't know whether this matter is good or bad. Just don't affect everyone's clothes and food."

So everyone shook their heads together, drank the tea in the bamboo tube, and asked the stall owner to add a little more, and then carried the bamboo tube to continue on the road.
Chapter completed!