Chapter 313: Fang Waizhen is a divine man (56)
Seeing Chang Ping at the door, Li Cheng was a little confused.
He knew that the other party was his new neighbor, but it was just an acquaintance.
Today, he suddenly saw the other party at the door. Li Cheng was not sure what the other party meant, but he still said: "Fellow Daoist Chang, what's wrong?"
After achieving the golden elixir, Li Cheng's desire for food and drink It has faded a lot.
But Li Cheng's dinner looked really good. Even Chang Ping couldn't help but take a second look, and was immediately caught by Li Cheng.
Smiling, Li Cheng said: "Have you eaten, Taoist friend Chang? If not, come here and deal with it?"
"This...Okay."
Will take The roast goose that arrived was placed on the plate. Chang Ping deliberately showed off and saw that the roast goose was divided into several pieces in the blink of an eye, and the bones inside were taken out directly. The top was clean and there was no trace of meat.
After the wine was put away, the wine flew out automatically and landed in front of the two of them. The dew hanging on the wine bottle freezes automatically and turns into a wine glass to catch the wine.
I thought that his move would surprise the other party, but I didn't expect that Li Cheng didn't care at all. He just pushed a bowl of spiritual rice in front of Chang Ping and said with a smile: "Today's rice is the old rice. Originally, I just wanted to deal with it." I didn't expect a guest. If you mind, I'll prepare some new rice for you."
"...Sorry, I'm a villain."
"Huh? "
"It's okay, thank you Daoyou Li, I won't be polite."
Picking up the bowl and chopsticks, Chang Ping took a small bite of the rice, and then his eyes lit up.
The rice is plump and has a pleasant fragrance in the mouth. Even in Changping, I have never tasted such good rice.
When he was in the Star Palace, the treatment of an immortal master like him was not bad, but there had never been such an appetizing rice, which allowed people to eat three bowls even without side dishes.
Although he was quite happy in his heart, Chang Ping still ate slowly. It was not until he finished eating that he curiously asked: "Fellow Daoist Li, this rice is good."
Li Cheng said silently He glanced at Chang Ping and then said with a smile: "This is the variety recently cultivated by Shennong Valley. Since the God of Agriculture gained authority, the cultivated food has become more and more delicious. This spiritual rice is the recently cultivated variety. Although the price is a little expensive, eating it will replenish qi and blood, and it can increase the speed of practice. I have poor spiritual qualifications, but I have gained something from eating this rice, so I eat it often.”
"Well, I have been practicing in remote areas before, and this is the first time I know about this kind of thing."
"That's it."
While speaking, Chang Ping picked up another piece of beef and put it in his mouth, his eyes lit up.
Fat but not greasy, it melts in your mouth and has no fishy smell of meat. It goes perfectly with rice.
"Isn't this beef cheap?" Chang Ping asked in surprise, "I have never eaten beef like this."
"Wrong, this meat is actually the cheapest. It's It is also a crop of Shennong Valley. Although it looks like meat, it is the fruit grown on the tree. After being broken open, it becomes beef. The price of meat grown using this method is one-fifth of the previous one, but the taste and nutrition are better than before. Thirty percent higher.”
"...It's unbelievable. The God of Agriculture is actually willing to do such a thing?"
"The God of Agriculture cares about the world. He just hopes that there will be no starvation in the world. He is willing to do it no matter how hard or tired he is."
Stare Looking at the meat on the chopsticks, Chang Ping couldn't help but think of Caiyuan Xingjun, and silently sighed in his heart that they were both Xingjun, and the difference between the two was really big.
One is willing to step on the mud in the field to farm, and the other is aloof and enjoys the offerings of others. The pattern of each other immediately opened up.
With a wry smile, Chang Ping took another bite of vegetables. He felt that the dish was crisp and refreshing, and the simple cooking made people want it.
After a simple meal, Chang Ping drank water and wine and lamented that the current decency was different from what Xing Jun said.
In the financial source palace, belittling Kyushu is a very correct thing to do. According to Mr. Caiyuan Xingjun, the Jiuzhou monks are extremely stubborn, and no matter which sect they belong to, they are as stupid as pigs. The entire cultivation world is like a dirty pigsty, so filthy that it is unimaginable.
Unexpectedly, after arriving, I found that not only was this place not so dirty, it was actually better than I imagined.
With the help of the God of Agriculture, a little Qi Refining monk could eat as well as himself, or even better. This made Chang Ping feel for the first time that Caiyuan Xingjun might not be right.
After finishing the meal, he thought about it and then said to Li Cheng: "Fellow Taoist Li, actually I came here today because I have something to ask for."
"Please tell me."
"I I heard that games can make money, so I hope fellow Taoist Li can teach me how to make games.”
Li Cheng was a little surprised by Chang Ping’s frankness.
Many people always treat themselves with a layer of righteousness when doing things, but it is true that there are not many people who are as honest as Chang Ping.
From the beginning, I hope to use the game to earn spiritual stones, which is much more honest than many people.
After thinking about it, Li Cheng said: "Young Taoist Chang is quite open-minded, so I can help you a little bit. Has Taoist Chang ever played games before?"
"Well...it can be said that there is one Just click it, but I’m not sure whether it’s a game.”
“If you’re not sure, you might as well play a game first.”
I fumbled around in my arms. Later, Li Cheng took out a half-old jade slip and handed it to Chang Ping.
"This is a game I collected from Fangwai. Fellow Daoist Chang, you can try it out. You can play all the games in it, but there are two games you should not touch. One is "Refining Wind and Cloud Record" and the other is "Soul of Heaven". You can touch it after playing other games, but don’t touch it before you get tired of it.”
Li Cheng had always felt gentle to Chang Ping, but when it came to those two games, Li Cheng's attitude became extremely serious.
Nodding subconsciously, Chang Ping took the jade slip, thanked him again and left, returning to his small courtyard to play games.
Following Li Cheng's suggestion, Chang Ping first played "The Righteous Survivor" and stepped back after two hours. He was stunned when he looked at the jade slip in his hand.
What a masterpiece.
No matter how you look at it, this game is absolutely perfect. If it weren't for dying in the underworld, he would have given this game full marks.
The journey of the unknown monk made him feel the same way, and the random magic weapons gave him a sense of freshness in every level, making him want to play again after playing.
Resisting the urge to continue playing, he opened "Mountain Travel".
Two hours later, Chang Ping, with red eyes, quit the game, looked at the jade slips and sighed again: "What a masterpiece."
Excellent illustrations, wonderful story, no matter what The long chapter reveals the tragedy of the little character, and the happy ending sublimates the game once again.
Next, try "Aspirations" again.
After trying one game after another, Chang Ping finally understood why so many people admired Fang Wai.
Fang Wai is really a god!
Such good things are actually distributed for free. The other party is probably as broad-minded as the God of Agriculture, otherwise how could he be so generous.
After playing for a day, he felt like a monkey in the peach orchard. He took a bite of almost every peach and wanted to eat every one.
When he felt that he almost understood the game, his spiritual thoughts rushed to "Soul of the Sky".
(End of this chapter)