The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Sister Hu stopped by a field planted with a magical herb that looked very similar to Viola yedoensis. She pointed at the field and said, "Today you will be weeding this field. Be careful not to pull up the herbs."

These women were obviously very familiar with Sister Hu, and several of them responded with a smile, telling her not to worry.

Then, each of these people occupied a ridge of land and began to squat down and pull weeds.

Xiao Han took a look around. This spiritual medicine field was about ten acres in size. The spiritual medicinal herbs in the field were blooming, and the small purple flowers covered every ridge, creating a beautiful scene.

If you come here purely to enjoy the beautiful scenery, it is indeed a delight to the eyes. But if you come here to pull weeds, the experience is not so wonderful.

Because around the spiritual medicinal grass, a lot of miscellaneous weeds have grown, and some of them are almost taller than the spiritual medicinal grass.

You have to pull out all these weeds one by one by hand. After a day of work, your waist and thighs will definitely be sore the next day.

Money is hard to earn, Xiao Han sighed in his heart again.

But no matter how hard it is, she has to grit her teeth and do it.

Xiao Han also occupied a ridge of land, bent down and started pulling weeds.

This kind of work does not require any technical skills, all it requires is hard work and perseverance.

The women often did this kind of work and were used to it. They could even chat while working.

Sister Hu, standing on the path in the field, did not lead people to the field, give instructions and then leave as usual, but observed silently.

The person she was observing was naturally Xiao Han.

She is popular and has a wide circle of friends, largely because she is willing to help others within her ability.

It’s like Xiao Han wanted to find something to do, and she happened to have some work on hand. It didn’t matter if there was one more person or one less person for this kind of work, so she let Xiao Han join her team to work.

But she is not a kind-hearted person. If Xiao Han cannot endure hardship and cannot meet the requirements in work, she will not keep him any longer.

Now that she saw Xiao Han's posture and movements while working, she immediately judged that this girl was definitely not the kind of lady from a wealthy family who had never done housework.

Monks are very averse to prying into other people's privacy. She couldn't ask Xiao Han about his detailed personal privacy and background, so she could only observe and understand on her own.

She can make many good friends, but these good friends must not affect her ability to earn spirit stones.

Sister Hu left with peace of mind. She didn't come back until noon and asked the workers to come up to rest, eat and drink water.

After working non-stop for half a day, Xiao Han felt tired, but still able to hold on. However, he hadn't had any water or breakfast for half a day, so he was thirsty and hungry.

As everyone reached the path at the edge of the field, Sister Hu had already taken out a piece of waterproof tarpaulin from her storage bag.

Two large plant leaves, slightly smaller than banana leaves, are placed on the oilcloth, and then twenty-four spirit-dough buns are placed on the plant leaves.

Then she took out some of the same large leaves, but these large leaves were divided into small leaves about one foot long.

At this time, the women who were pulling weeds came forward and picked up the small leaves. They folded the four corners into three dimensions and fixed them with the small toothpick-like wooden spikes next to them, turning them into a square bowl.

A woman standing next to Xiao Han saw that Xiao Han was just watching without doing anything, so she said, "Hurry up and break off a bowl to drink the spiritual water."

Xiao Han then realized that these people were using plant leaves to make bowls to drink water.

Wow, the disposable bowls in the world of immortal cultivation are so environmentally friendly.

Xiao Han followed suit and made himself a disposable bowl for drinking water.

At this time, Sister Hu began to use the magic of gentle breeze and rain, filling a row of disposable bowls with spiritual water.

Everyone picked up this special disposable bowl and drank water in big gulps.

"Two steamed buns per person, a bowl of water. After eating, take a rest and go back to the fields before dawn."

After Sister Hu finished speaking, the women came forward and each took two steamed buns.

Xiao Han also took two steamed buns and sat a little further away from the crowd to drink water and eat the buns.

Sister Hu walked over and sat down next to her.