"My village is poor and there is nothing to entertain. The Taoist priests should first drink a bowl of wild mountain tea."

"The owner of the village is busy."

"Thank you, uncle owner."

"Dare I ask what the chief is called?"

"The poor Taoist Huo Yazi."

The old Taoist paused after announcing his home, then he thought he was pointing at the little Taoist boy and said:

"This is a poor Taoist boy, non-verbal."

"Oh, you're polite."

"Return gift. Could you please tell me, owner of the village?"

"Hey, there is no hierarchy among villagers. My surname is Qian, this is Qingluo Village, and seven to eight out of ten households in the village are from my Qian clan."

"It turns out that he is the owner of the bank. I am disrespectful and disrespectful. My master and apprentice are people who travel down the mountain. They pass by the precious land and see the beautiful mountains and outstanding people here, so they rashly disturbed..."

"Pfft..."

Before the old Taoist finished speaking, the Taoist boy next to him burst into laughter and couldn't hold it back. Fortunately, the old Taoist ignored him.

The head of the bank didn't care at all, he smiled and asked: "May I ask where the Changxian Mountain is?"

"Qianxia Mountain."

After the old Taoist gave a brief answer, he did not allow Zhuangtou to ask further questions, and instead asked about the imperial monument outside the courtyard.

"The Taoist Master is asking about the Holy Monument. It was erected when Emperor Longtai of the previous dynasty came to Qingluo Mountain for a tour. It was originally built to guard the Imperial Monument in our Zhuangzi. I am going to the Great Patriarch to ascend the world.

Later, I gave this place to my ancestors."

The old Taoist twirled his beard and said:

"In this way, Emperor Longtai has been visiting this place for more than three hundred years, and he still protects the relics of the previous dynasty such as the Imperial Monument, which is respectable and respectable."

Qianzhuang bowed his head and returned the courtesy:

"No, no, it's because the previous Emperor Longtai treated my Qian family ancestors well when he was in power. Therefore, our ancestors once taught me that the descendants of my Qian family must repair and maintain the imperial stele pavilion properly. We, the descendants of the descendants, dare not go against our ancestors' instructions.

A legacy."

"The poor Taoist looks at the poems on the stele and seems to mention gods. It seems that Guibao is full of spiritual energy."

"Well, our village only has about a hundred people in total. When it comes to aura, everyone is counting on Qingluo Mountain behind the village. Speaking of Qingluo Mountain, it stretches for hundreds of miles, and its scenery and products are the best.

Our Zhuangzi section is rich in Qiwei.

People often say: Green radish has three treasures, green plums, fruit wine, and black-faced husbands running all over the place. Among them, fruit wine and black-faced husbands are the unique specialties of Zhuangzi. I think Emperor Longtai fell here drunk.

, that the Holy Monument was erected."

"Oh? The black-faced man... but he can point to wild hogs?"

"Yes, it's a wild boar. Every year before and after the winter solstice, our village goes up to the mountains to hunt wild boars."

After the old Taoist heard the words and praised the banker's greetings, the old Taoist suddenly coughed softly in the room, one long and two short.

"Cough...cough cough."

The little Taoist boy Feiyan hurriedly gave the old Taoist a pat on the back, and suddenly interrupted as if by accident: "Uncle owner, we were busy on the road and missed the time. I would like to use your fire to bake the Guokui pancakes that I brought with me. However, the pancakes are dry and difficult to swallow. Can you please

Please boil some more hot soup for us. Thank you, uncle owner."

"No words! Be careful what you say."

Huo Yazi's shout of silence followed.

"It doesn't matter, how difficult is it? Although it's past noon, how difficult is it to start cooking rice? I'll make arrangements right away."

"The owner of the farm is working hard, and it's all because of the poor discipline..."

Zhuangtou waved his hands and said it was okay, and was about to walk towards the kitchen, but was stopped again by Feiyan behind him:

"By the way, uncle, I was just rushing on my way, and my face was covered with dust. It was really indecent, so I bothered you to boil two big buckets of water for us so we could take a bath."

"Ah? This..."

Zhuangtou froze at the door of the house, seeming a little embarrassed.
Chapter completed!