The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

Although I don’t know what specific work I will do in the fields tomorrow, as long as there is work to do and income, I don’t have to worry about going hungry.

Therefore, after separating from Sister Hu, Xiao Han finally had the mood to go to the rice shop.

The business here is all done by monks, so the clerks in the shops are basically all monks.

Although the waiter sensed that Xiao Han's cultivation was only at the Qi training level, he did not look down on him and still greeted him warmly.

"What would you like to buy, sir?"

Xiao Ha saw three kinds of flour and five kinds of rice displayed in the transparent glass display cabinet in the shop, so he asked, "What are the prices of the cheapest flour and rice?"

The waiter pointed to a type of flour and a type of rice and said, "The cheapest flour is fifteen spirit beads per pound, and the cheapest rice is pearl rice, which costs ten spirit beads per pound."

The pearl rice here is similar in size and shape to the pearl rice Xiao Han saw in modern supermarkets, but the pearl rice here looks more lustrous and shiny because it contains spiritual energy.

As for the color of the flour, it is not particularly white and looks not much different from modern flour.

Although Xiao Han had tasted Lingmian steamed buns and knew they were delicious, she didn't know how to steam them herself and didn't have any kitchen utensils. The only thing she had was a clay pot for boiling water, which was probably enough for making porridge.

Asking about the price of spiritual flour is just to understand the market situation.

So she decided to buy a few kilograms of the cheapest pearl rice.

She took out fifty spirit beads, bought five pounds of spirit rice, asked the waiter to give her a cloth bag for free, and happily carried it out the door.

The waiter noticed she didn't have a storage bag and wanted to remind her. If the spiritual rice was left out for too long, its spiritual energy would dissipate. But then, thinking there were only five pounds of rice, which wouldn't last for a few days, he didn't bother asking for more.

It was already evening when I walked back to Dayuan Village carrying the rice bag.

The two guys who were checking the roof tiles for her didn't have much work to do and could finish it in just over an hour, so they naturally left early.

Xiao Han thought that he still lacked basic daily necessities such as wooden basins and spoons, so he went to the mortal market to buy them.

Then on the way back, he picked up a bundle of firewood.

Two or three bowls of water were placed in the pottery pot. When the water was about to boil, a handful of spiritual rice was put in.

After putting the rice in, start stirring it from time to time to prevent it from getting stuck on the bottom of the pot.

After the water boiled, Xiao Han began to smell the faint aroma of rice.

Then, the rice grains became more and more cooked and the fragrance became stronger and stronger, making her unable to help but swallow her saliva.

Seeing that it was almost cooked, she put out the firewood, used the lid of the lunch box as a pot lid to cover the clay pot to keep it simmering, and then took a wooden basin to the river to fetch water.

She first washed herself and changed her clothes, then started to eat in the last ray of light.

After taking off the lid of the food box, the rich aroma of rice made her feel that this porridge was definitely not worse than the Lingmian steamed buns before she even ate it.

I carefully took a sip of the still hot porridge. How should I describe the taste? It was like the feeling of someone who had been eating tree bark and grass roots for several years suddenly eating a bowl of white rice.

What other dishes are needed? Just this porridge. She feels that she can drink plain porridge without any dishes for the rest of her life and never get tired of it.

She ate up all the spiritual rice porridge in the pottery pot, and even the few grains of rice stuck on the wall of the pot. She smacked her lips with a feeling of being unsatisfied.

After tidying up briefly, she closed the door and began to meditate.

The place where mortals live is the place with the thinnest spiritual energy in the entire Fuyuan City. But at this time, Xiao Han had never practiced in a place with richer spiritual energy. Without comparison, there is no harm.

Therefore, Xiao Han is still not impatient at all. He refines every bit of spiritual energy. He feels happy when he sees the total amount of spiritual energy in his dantian increase a little bit.

Xiao Han had to get up early to go to work tomorrow, so he didn't dare to devote himself to cultivation. From time to time, he would be distracted to look at the sky outside.

The disadvantage of doing this is that your mind is not relaxed, and when you are rushing on the road in the early morning, you feel that you have little energy.

It would take more than an hour to walk to the meeting place designated by Sister Hu, so Xiao Han didn't even have time to cook breakfast and started on the journey at dawn.

From Dayuan Village to the main urban area, except for a few hilly areas, the rest of the flat areas on the road have basically been developed into spiritual fields.

Among the plants planted in the fields, Xiao Han only knew rice seedlings and wheat seedlings, and didn't recognize any other ones.

But she guessed that many of the plants should be medicinal herbs.

When she hurried to the meeting place designated by Sister Hu, where there was a spruce tree several dozen meters high, she found two middle-aged women already standing there.

Seeing that she was also standing nearby, one of the women waved her to come closer and asked with a smile, "Sister, are you here to work too?"

Xiao Han nodded.

The two of them immediately asked enthusiastically which village she was from.

Xiao Han thought of the words on the big stone at the entrance of the village, and replied that it was Dayuan Village.

The woman immediately said that they were from the village behind Dayuan Village.

Xiao Han wanted to know more about the work, so he started chatting with them enthusiastically.

From these two people, Xiao Han learned that Sister Hu was a cultivator at the fourth level of Qi training, and her job was to act as an intermediary. Because she was familiar with many cultivators who contracted spiritual fields for cultivation, she would seek out mortals, or cultivators with lower cultivation levels who didn't have many ways to earn spiritual stones, to help with tasks like weeding, catching insects, and applying rain.

Sister Hu is a nice person, so she has a large group of mortals and monks working for her.

They didn't know how much the monks were paid for a day's work, but they were paid fifty spirit beads for a day's work of weeding in the spiritual fields, and that included a meal at noon.

After hearing the price, Xiao Han felt somewhat relieved.

With fifty spirit beads, she could buy five kilograms of spirit rice, enough to cook porridge for ten days.

Of course, it would be a joke to save money to pay off debts by doing this kind of work.

But she was not in a hurry. Too many lice did not make her itch, and too many bills did not make her worry.

While the three of them were chatting, eight or nine more people gathered intermittently. They were all women dressed like women, with varying ages, ranging from twenty to fifty or sixty years old.

Most of these people knew each other, and they greeted each other and chatted, and the place under the spruce tree suddenly became lively.

Xiao Han stood aside, listening carefully to these people's conversation, so as to learn more about Fuyuan City.

At noon, a figure came flying over. It was Sister Hu who was using the lightening talisman to travel.

Sister Hu glanced at the crowd and immediately spotted Xiao Han standing at the edge. She smiled at Xiao Han and waved without saying anything. "Everyone, follow me."

A group of mortal women, including Xiao Han, the lowest-level cultivator, a total of twelve people, followed Sister Hu off the main road and walked towards a small path.