After the secondary occupation reached the maximum level, I wore it

Shi Yu took a glance and saw Xie Zhixun first pressing the soil at the roots of the trifoliate with his fingertips, then pushing aside the surrounding grass leaves for a careful observation. After a busy period, he picked up a pen and recorded information such as soil moisture, the amount of rotten leaves, and whether the plant prefers shade or fears the sun.

Then he took out a small shovel and started digging.

Shi Yu frowned slightly, and the Hate Flute in his sleeve slipped into his palm. He held it and held it out to stop his hand.

Xie Zhixun was interrupted and was unable to react for a moment. He was stunned for a long while before he turned around and looked at her blankly.

Shi Yu reminded: "There is a poisonous scorpion at the root."

After saying that, she looked at Xie Cheng.

Shi Yu had a keen sense and did not ignore the magic power that Xie Cheng subconsciously gathered in his palm when she stretched out the Hidden Hatred Flute to stop Xie Zhixun.

Obviously, if she made any unusual movements, Xie Cheng would attack her first.

So cautious...

It can be seen from Xie Cheng's every move that he cares extremely about Xie Zhixun's safety.

However, Xie Zhixun was ignorant and Xie Cheng knew nothing about spiritual plants. Under the roots of the three-leaf orchid, there are occasionally poisonous scorpions. The way to judge is to see if the meridians of the third leaf have different colors.

The scorpion's tail hook is flexible and extremely fast. If Xie Zhixun hadn't blocked it, he would have suffered.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, Shi Yu would not bother to remind him. The poison of the scorpion associated with the three-leaf orchid is weak, and the cultivator has spiritual energy to protect himself. Being stung would only cause a little numbness and itchiness, and it would not be a big deal.

But Xie Zhixun had no skills at all, so being stung would be very uncomfortable.

Xie Zhixun blinked his eyes, and saw Shi Yu stretched out a finger and gently shook the bottom leaf of the clover. In an instant, the soil at its roots loosened, and a poisonous scorpion the size of a little finger crawled away with its colorful tail hook shaking.

Suddenly, Xie Zhixun showed a childlike look of amazement and looked over at him with sparkling eyes.

Shi Yu couldn't stand this gaze and looked away, becoming more and more certain of his guess that Xie Zhixun was mentally retarded and probably had some problems.

Xie Cheng beside him smiled awkwardly: "Thank you, little Taoist friend, just now I thought..."

"No problem." Shi Yu nodded slightly, knowing that he was loyal to his master.

After a pause, he explained to Xie Zhixun, "Three-leaf orchids are occasionally accompanied by poisonous scorpions. When picking them, look at the third leaf. If the veins of the leaf are light purple, there is a high probability that there is a poisonous scorpion underneath. This kind of poisonous scorpion is timid, so you only need to shake the third leaf closest to the root system to scare it away."

Xie Zhixun nodded rapidly, took out a pen and paper to write down Shi Yu's words, and looked at her with a closer gaze.

After that, whenever he saw a new spiritual plant, Xie Zhixun would look at Shi Yu with longing, waiting for her explanation.

Shi Yu has always been a person who is afraid of trouble, and he doesn't like to coax children.

It's just that the look in this person's eyes was too admiring to resist, so he could only say a few words.

What she said is not a secret. Identifying spiritual plants and being familiar with their medicinal properties are required courses for alchemists.

But alchemists have always been rare, and naturally there are fewer people who know so much as she does. After several explanations, Xie Zhixun was fascinated.

Even Xie Cheng, who was standing nearby and listening to everything, couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise in his eyes.

When Shi Yu encountered those poisonous spiritual plants, he was afraid that Xie Zhixun would die if he handled them improperly, so he described them in extra detail. Xie Cheng listened all the way and finally couldn't help but asked tentatively: "Little Taoist friend, are you proficient in poison theory?"

Shi Yu said casually: "I understand a little bit."

Xie Cheng nodded and wanted to say something, but he sighed and stopped.

……

When it was getting dark, Xie Zhixun gestured to Xie Cheng, who immediately understood what he meant and said to everyone, "Most of the spiritual plants here have been harvested. If you want to get something else, you have to go deeper."

After hearing this, no one was dissatisfied.

They were still circling the outermost area the whole day today and were not attacked by many spirit beasts. Occasionally, a foolish one appeared, and Xie Cheng killed it immediately before they could make a move.

This money is too easy to make, and I feel guilty about holding it.

Traveling at night is prone to unexpected events, so everyone found an open flat area, built a bonfire, and sat around it to rest.

During the Qi Refining Stage, people were not allowed to practice fasting, so everyone used the campfire to roast the food they had prepared in advance.

Independent cultivators usually break a spirit stone into two halves to spend, and the food they prepare is mostly steamed buns, baked cakes, dried meat and other things that are easy to carry and do not spoil easily.

Shi Yu didn't want to attract attention, so he took out some ordinary dried meat. After roasting it over the campfire, he chewed it silently.

Looking at the master and servant of the Xie family again, Xie Cheng took out a long-lasting and smokeless high-quality charcoal fire from the mustard bag, and set up a delicate small pot to boil the spiritual grain.

Shi Yu took a look and found that the spiritual grain that Xie Cheng took out was neither the first-grade pearl rice nor the second-grade white jade rice.

The lingering fragrance spread, refreshing the heart and the fragrance was very unique. Shi Yu lowered his eyelashes and recognized it as the third grade Tianxiang rice.

The second-grade white jade rice she had been eating cost a hundred taels of silver for three catties. This third-grade Tianxiang rice was even more expensive, costing two lower-grade spirit stones for one catty.

Moreover, Shi Yu had never seen Tianxiang rice being sold in the market. It was considered a rare commodity here. Even in the provincial capital, only a very small number of people could afford it.

When the monks present smelled the flavor of the Tianxiang rice, they immediately felt that the food in their mouths became tasteless, and their eyes kept glancing at the pot in front of Xie Cheng.

Xie Chengxiu is a good person who never shows off his wealth, but he is too careless in dealing with people.

He was too generous, and his wealth was clearly written on his face. Perhaps it was because his living environment was quite simple before, so there was no need to worry too much.

But...if it continues like this, it will cause disaster sooner or later.

It would have been fine if he was alone, but he had Xie Zhixun, a person who was ignorant of the world and like a child, with him.

Shi Yu shook her head. After all, she would only interact with the Xie family's master and servants for a few days. Accompanying Xie Zhixun to collect herbs, with Xie Cheng around, nothing should go wrong.

After the Tianxiang rice was cooked, Xie Cheng took out a handful of spiritual vegetables, washed them, shredded them, and added them to the porridge. He then scooped out a bowl and handed it to Xie Zhixun: "Sir, we are out in a poor environment, so just eat something first."

The scattered cultivators who heard this said: "..."

The third-grade Tianxiang rice is also called "make do with it"? The three Wu Hao brothers looked at each other with even more displeasure and gloomy faces. They felt that these two wealthy people who were obviously from aristocratic families were really ungrateful.

Xie Zhixun took the bowl, ran to Shi Yu and handed it to her.

Shi Yu didn't like using other people's bowls and chopsticks, so he declined: "I'm already full."

Xie Zhixun was not discouraged by being rejected. He sat side by side with Xie Cheng and drank up the vegetable porridge.

After dinner, everyone agreed on the order of keeping watch, sat around several bonfires, and went to rest one by one.