Chapter 142 Return the relics and worship the ancestors
Li Daoran had an unbelievable look on his face, and Ye Ming couldn't help but get excited.
"The herbs I grow are classified into three, six or nine grades. These are actually used to feed pigs. Only good medicinal herbs can be used by humans."
"This...these medicinal materials are used to feed pigs?"
Li Daoran's face was distorted, this boy was simply wasting his wealth!
Li Daoran traveled around the world, not only exorcising evil spirits and suppressing demons for people, but also treating people's diseases. Of course, he made more money by treating diseases than exorcising evil spirits, but it was only a little more. The reason for this was not only that his medical skills were slightly inferior, but also that
The problem is that the quality of the medicinal materials varies and the medicinal effects cannot be achieved as they should be.
He has never seen the high-quality medicinal materials Ye Ming mentioned, but the medicinal materials in the medicinal field in front of him are of the best quality in his opinion.
If I had wanted to have medicinal materials of this quality to treat people's illnesses, I wouldn't be so poor now, and I would definitely make a lot of money.
"Lao Ye, hurry up! Take me to the high-quality medicine field you mentioned!"
At Li Daoran's urging, Ye Ming led several people to another medicine field.
This area is taken care of by the most diligent Aunt Li in the village. Every herb grows at the same height, with strong roots, thick leaves, and a green color like emerald.
Su Waner knelt down and looked at these herbs that were growing well, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Ye Ming, I didn't expect you to be a master at growing herbal medicine!"
"These are all thanks to our villagers and Sister Qing's careful care!"
Ye Ming didn't dare to take credit. Although the irrigation of Lingquan was indispensable for the herbs to grow so well, without the hard work of the villagers and Liu Qing's management, the quality would definitely be inferior.
"Woooooooo..."
Why is there still the sound of the train whistle here? Ye Ming turned around curiously and saw that it was Li Daoran who was holding the herbs carefully and bursting into tears.
Ye Ming had a dark look on his face and asked: "I said, Master, what's wrong with you? It's like you have found your long-lost biological father!"
"Damn it, uncle, you just found your long-lost biological father!"
Li Daoran cursed, wiped his nose and tears and said, "I am thinking of my master!"
Ye Ming said: "What? Master Dao, your master is also a herbalist?"
"Your uncle is the grass, and the grass is your uncle!" Li Daoran's nose was almost crooked with anger, but then he sighed and said: "When the master was seriously ill, I went down the mountain to give him medicine, because the quality of the medicine was not good and did not meet the standards.
The expected effect of the medicine made him travel to Hexi. If such good medicinal materials had been available at that time, he could have lived to at least two hundred years old."
Ye Ming didn't expect Master Dao to have such a regret, so he stepped forward and patted his generous shoulder.
"Don't worry, Master Dao. If you get sick one day, you can use the medicinal materials I have here for you!"
Li Daoran nodded gratefully, but after carefully savoring Ye Ming's words, he felt that something was wrong. Didn't he curse me to get sick?
Just when she was about to say something in reply to Ye Ming, Su Waner spoke.
"Ye Ming, I have seen the medicinal materials and am very satisfied with them. If possible, we can reach a purchase agreement. What do you think?"
Ye Ming nodded and said: "I have no objection, but you can just discuss this matter with Sister Qing. I don't care about this."
The cultivation of medicinal herbs was all handled by Liu Qing, and Ye Ming was used to being the hands-off shopkeeper, not to mention that he had other things to do and was unable to do anything else.
Liu Qing glanced at Ye Ming, with deep tenderness in her eyes. Ye Ming left this matter to him as an unconditional trust in himself. Liu Qing made up his mind to work harder to manage the medicinal materials on Cuiwei Mountain in the future.
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"Then let's go down the mountain and sign the purchase contract!"
Liu Qing not only studied the management of medicinal materials, but also studied business management by herself. She knew that if you want to do big business, you must have contracts.
Ye Ming and Su Waner have a good personal relationship, but business matters must be handled professionally and the procedures cannot be messed up.
"Then you go back first, Master Dao and I will take a walk in the mountains!"
Li Daoran just wanted to follow him down the mountain, but was stopped by Ye Ming.
After the two beauties left, Li Daoran turned to look at Ye Ming: "Old Ye, do you have something to tell me?"
Ye Ming nodded, then took out a small package from his arms and opened it to find a yellowed ancient book and a letter.
Li Daoran asked doubtfully: "What is this?"
"This is a relic left by the sixteenth generation head of Ziyang Clan. I will hand it over on your behalf!"
Hearing Ye Ming's words, Li Daoran's whole demeanor suddenly changed, and his expression became serious.
"Where did you find it?"
"It's right here, you'd better take a look first!"
Ye Ming handed over the ancient books and letters, and Li Daoran took them with both hands as if he were welcoming holy objects.
Li Daoran opened the letter first, read it word by word, and then opened the ancient book again with a complicated expression.
When he saw the contents inside, Li Daoran's whole body was trembling.
"That's right! It's our sect's supreme Taoist sutra! Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, please give me three thanks, I finally found it! The Ziyang sect is saved!"
While talking, Li Daoran actually shed tears.
Although the Ziyang Sect hundreds of years ago was not a major Taoist sect, it was still ranked among the top because of a Taoist secret book created by the first head of the Ziyang Sect.
Hundreds of years ago, the thirteenth generation leader of the Ziyang Sect suddenly disappeared and took away the Taoist book of Zhenmen. From then on, the Taoism of the Ziyang Sect fell apart and its reputation plummeted.
In Li Daoran's generation, the Taoist sect was damaged and there was no money to repair it. As the leader, he was reduced to wandering around to make a living by cheating and eating.
"Ye Ming, thank you for helping me find the Taoist book. I, Li Daoran, will bear this kindness in my heart. Please accept my worship!"
Li Daoran looked solemn, took a step back and bowed to Ye Ming.
Ye Ming hurriedly stepped forward to help: "Master Tao said seriously, you don't need to be so generous for a little effort!"
Maybe this matter was just a trivial effort for Ye Ming, but for Li Daoran it saved his sect.
There is no need to talk about kindness, but keep it in your heart. Li Daoran warned himself in his heart that if Ye Ming has something to do in the future, he will do his best to help.
"Old Ye, I want to see the remains of the leader."
The Ziyang Sect also pays attention to burial. Just now I heard Ye Ming say that the master is in a cave under the cliff, so he wanted to take out the remains of the 16th generation master and find a geomantic treasure place to bury them.
"Okay, I'll take you there."
Ye Ming responded and took Li Daoran to the top of Cuiwei Mountain.
Although Ye Ming often joked with Li Daoran, saying that he was a real person with kidney deficiency, Li Daoran was not weak. He climbed from the mountainside to the top of the mountain, his fat face was only slightly red, and he was not out of breath.
Standing on the edge of the cliff, Ye Ming pointed down and said: "The remains of your leader are here. I will go down first, and you should follow carefully."
Ye Ming looked at Li Daoran's figure and added: "We are each a vine, I'm afraid!"
Li Daoran's weight is indeed over the standard, and even if Ye Ming agrees to the two of them climbing a vine, he himself is not worried.
Following the vines on the edge of the cliff, Ye Ming and Li Daoran descended the cliff one after another.
The entrance to the cave was blocked by a cluster of vines, which Ye Ming had covered when he left before, and there were no signs of being tampered with.
Opening up the vines, Ye Ming drilled in along the crack in the mountain. It was Li Daoran's turn and it was a bit difficult. He had a big belly and the crack in the mountain was narrow. Ye Ming asked him to inhale and retract his stomach, and then stepped on the stone wall to pull it out.
Go in.
"I must lose weight when I get there, Master Dao!"
Li Daoran opened his clothes and saw a bloody mark on his belly caused by rubbing against the stone wall. He grimaced in pain.
Ye Ming pointed to the stone bed that looked like a sarcophagus and said to Li Daoran, "Master Dao, the remains are in this sarcophagus!"
Li Daoran quickly tidied up his messy clothes, walked to the sarcophagus with eight-figure steps, pushed hard with both hands, and the sarcophagus did not move at all.
No matter how hard I tried, I still couldn't push it. In the end, my face turned red, but the sarcophagus was still tightly closed.
Ye Ming walked over and twisted the relief stone flowers on the sarcophagus. There was a sound of gears grinding, and the sarcophagus slowly opened. Inside was a white skeleton wearing a purple robe.
Li Daoran glanced at Ye Ming and gritted his teeth with hatred. If he hadn't been in front of the boss, he would have had to fight with him today. If you don't tell me if there is a mechanism, let me push hard here, and I will give you shit to Master Dao.
Squeezed out.
"Li Daoran, the 30th generation head of the Ziyang Sect, Daoist Master Dongxu, pays homage to the Patriarch!"
Li Daoran straightened his clothes, made the fingerprints of Ziyangmen on his hands, raised them above his head and bowed deeply to the bones in the sarcophagus. This chapter has been completed!