Ball Ball Cultivation

When they got home, the two little ones were practicing at home. When they saw Qiuqiu coming back, they ran out and gave him a warm hug.

Bai Er: "Mom, we miss you so much."

Bai Yi: "Are you done with everything? Mother, are you tired?"

Qiuqiu kissed everyone one by one and said, "Mom misses you too. Everything has been dealt with. It won't be hard for me just thinking about you waiting for me at home."

The three of them were intimate for a while, then entered the space and sat by the pool where they usually sat, eating snacks and chatting.

Bai Yi: "We have learned everything the master taught us. I am now studying music with Master Wang, and I can already play two songs on the Qixuanqin."

"You're so amazing, when did you start learning this?"

"It was after the fight that we became famous," Bai Er said, curling his lips.

Qiuqiu immediately became alert: "Someone is bullying you!"

"No, no, it's just that many people know us, and the teacher cares about us a lot." Bai Yi said.

Just kidding, a parent bravely entered the college with a knife and an arrow, and even killed a bird with a knife with his bare hands. I just want to ask you if you are afraid.

Qiuqiu was relieved then and said, "That's good."

"Did Bai Er learn anything new?"

The little girl, with a small bun on her head, wearing a simple bachelor's gown and big round eyes, is so cute that it makes your heart flutter.

"I learn the Phoenix Qin, which is similar to what my brother learns, but that one is more beautiful."

It turns out he is obsessed with looks.

"What happened to Huang Daocai?"

"He would avoid us whenever he saw us, and no one would play with him." Bai Er continued, "Xiaopang wanted to learn Kung Fu from you, but my brother and I discussed it and we refused, saying it was a family inheritance and not to be passed on to outsiders."

After chatting for a while, Qiuqiu said seriously, "You will be six years old in two days. At the age of six, your spiritual roots are fully grown, and your mother is also about to establish her foundation. It is best for us to go to the cultivation world and find a sect to test our spiritual roots and become their disciple. If we can't test our spiritual roots, we will just become independent cultivators. You still have the bloodline of the divine beast White Tiger, so you can still practice. What do you think?"

Bai Yi: "Aren't we waiting for Uncle Mo?"

"Your Uncle Mo will be in seclusion for who knows how many years. We can leave a message in the cave after we leave."

Bai Er: "Are you going to the Fire Thunderbird to find Dabai?"

"No, it's a city inhabited by humans. It's mostly populated by human monks."

Bai Yi: "Nowadays, the things we learn in school are very simple. We don't need to go to school anymore. Our family is so poor, will Shu Xiu quit?"

"Who says our family is poor? We are cultivators. We can make a lot of money by selling some earthly herbs. Compared to cultivators, we are very poor, very poor." Qiuqiu thought of the spirit stones used to set up the formation underground. She was once rich, and she became more and more depressed as she spoke.

Qiuqiu didn't know that this short sentence made Bai Yi the little housekeeper. When they were in private school, they were classified as poor students. In addition, the pens, ink, paper and inkstone they used were all made by Qiuqiu. Although the materials were high-quality, the workmanship was rough. Everyone thought they were the poorest of the poor students. They usually talked about the size of their yard, how many acres of land, and how many cattle and sheep they had. Bai Yi told them the truth, it was just a broken yard, and the doors and windows were basically leaky. They were so poor that they didn't even have ordinary chickens, ducks, and geese, let alone cattle, sheep, and land.

As for the usual snacks of dried meat and preserved fruits, everyone knows that as a hunter, you can’t do without some meat for the children! As for preserved fruits, there are wild fruits all over the mountains, so don’t eat too much.

All of this meant that Xu Baiyi and Xu Bai'er's families were incredibly poor! This was a common understanding across the entire school. Over time, Baiyi and Bai'er came to realize that their families were indeed poor. Their mother was the sole breadwinner, and the two of them had to spend the money, which must have been incredibly hard. Now, hearing this "truth" from Qiuqiu, Baiyi became the young butler, and Bai'er became even more sensible.

The next morning, Qiuqiu was riding a donkey cart with two little ones sitting on his left and right, followed by a strong man with some prey hanging on his body.

They drove all the way to the gate of the academy. Classes had already started and there was no one in the courtyard. As soon as Qiuqiu entered the academy, the doorman from last time came to greet him and took him and the other two into the same reception room. After a while, a teacher in his forties came in. Bai Yi and Bai Er hurriedly saluted and said, "Hello, Master Wang."

This is Master Wang who taught them string instruments. Qiuqiu also shouted, "Master Wang, how are you!"

Master Wang returned the greeting: "I wonder what important matter has come to you, young brother Xu?"

"Well, the two of you have been so kind to Master Wang. First, we want to express our gratitude. Second, our family is moving, so you have to drop out of school."

"If I move far away, I will definitely have to drop out of school."

"Please wait a moment, I will go and tell the dean."

Less than a cup of tea later, Master Wang returned, saying, "The dean has agreed." Turning back to Bai Yi and Bai Er, he said, "You two are both very talented. You must study hard and don't slack off."

"Bai Yi, you have a great talent for music, so study hard if you have the conditions."

Both of them responded: "We will follow the Master's teachings."

When passing by the school, the two little ones looked at it eagerly, reluctant to leave.

Qiuqiu asked: "Do you want to go say goodbye to your friends?"

"May I?"

"sure".

"Then let's wait a moment, it's almost break time."

Qiuqiu casually took out some snacks from his sleeve and handed them to the two little ones in the space, asking them to share them with their friends as a parting gift.

Soon it was break time, and Bai Yi and Bai Er entered their school, Class D.

Qiuqiu waited outside for only quarter of an hour before the two little ones came out with red eyes, looking reluctant to leave.

Just as he reached the door, Bai Yi asked Qiuqiu: "Mom, do you have any snacks? Give me some more."

Qiuqiu immediately took out another small bag of snacks and gave it to him.

"Wait for me a moment." Bai Yi said and ran away.

When they came back and sat on the donkey cart, Qiuqiu asked, "Who did you give the gift to just now?"

"It's Tian Lang. I asked him to keep an eye on the little fat boy and not let anybody bully him."

It's quite thoughtful. The person who is best at protecting Xiaopang in this academy is Tian Lang.

They drove the donkey cart all the way to the town market and sold their prey as usual. This time, the prey was small, so they quickly calculated the bill. When they were about to pay, Bai Yi, who was sitting on the strongman's shoulders, suddenly asked, "Brother, can we buy that little yellow bird?"

Outside, Qiuqiu is their older brother and Hercules is their father.

Qiuqiu followed the finger and looked over. Behind the stall owner, there were pheasants, rabbits, and other prey tied up on the ground. A single spot contained a severely injured prey, but still alive. There, among the pile, was the little yellow bird. It was the size of an ordinary pigeon, dark yellow overall, with golden wings and tail. Its beak was small and slightly curved downward, also golden. Its legs were straight, and its claws were slightly bent and brown. It looked like it was about to die. Its abdomen and right wing were covered with wounds, occasionally dripping with blood. It was seriously injured and dying.

Qiuqiu went forward to chat with him and bought some rare game. "Brother Zhu, I'll cut off the remaining money. Can you give us the little yellow bird that has already kicked its legs? The child is young and doesn't understand."

The man who collected mountain products turned his head to look at the little yellow bird, reached out to pick it up, untied the straps and handed it to Qiuqiu, "If you have big things in the future, come to me, especially the tiger with hanging eyes and the buck. I have someone who is in urgent need and I will pay a high price."

"Brother, just rest assured!"

After leaving the stall, Qiuqiu handed the little yellow bird to Bai Yi: "Do you have any healing medicine?"

Bai Yi opened his adorable eyes, full of pleading, and Qiuqiu had no choice but to give him a low-grade rejuvenation pill. Low-grade pills can be used by mortals, but birds are not sure. "I'll just eat my meat after I die!" Qiuqiu thought unscrupulously.

The next stop was Renhetang Pharmacy, where they met the shopkeeper in the lobby. He recognized Qiuqiu immediately and said, "You're here! It's been almost a year. That little brother has sent you three deliveries. I accepted everything I could accept, and I put the things I couldn't accept and didn't recognize in the warehouse. I'll go get them for you."

After saying that, he walked out without saying anything else. Qiuqiu was watching the boy preparing the medicine and unexpectedly he discovered cumin, which is a must-have for grilled skewers!

This time, I released my spiritual sense to explore the herbs in each small medicine box. I discovered several more condiments and edible spices. Unfortunately, most of them were processed and cut herbs, and could not be grown.

The shopkeeper took out a knee-high rattan basket, which contained a variety of things. There were three small fruit seedlings with dirt on them, one of which should be a mutant wild grape. Although they were all sick, it could be seen that the shopkeeper did his best to take care of them.

Qiuqiu took it quickly and said, "Thank you very much, boss, for taking care of it. I'll go get some medicine and give it to you as a return gift."

"You can get the medicine, but you don't need to buy the gift. I spent ten taels of silver on the useless fruit tree because I wanted to help the man. I only asked for it, but you are so kind."

"No, boss, you've been here all these years, and you've always been like this." He gave a thumbs-up. "When you see someone you can help, they definitely should be helped. Facts have proven that your ability to judge people is admirable."

After some awkward business boasting, they finally reached the counter. Besides the cumin, they listed seven or eight other herbs, each nearly halfway through their stock. While none of the herbs were rare, the spices were still quite expensive, totaling a whopping twenty-four taels. After paying, Qiuqiu said goodbye to the shopkeeper. "We're moving our family out of town soon. Could you please tell me that I'm definitely making a killing buying these for ten taels? The deal is done, so don't let him feel any burden."

He also gave the shopkeeper a rare but not too expensive medicinal herb, left the big man ten taels of silver, and left the pharmacy.

"Congratulations, and I wish you a safe journey. I will convey this truthfully."

This time when they went to the clothing store, Qiuqiu was even more prompt and bought five sets of clothes for each of the three people, all men's styles, and bought larger sizes for the two babies.

Finally, they came to the grocery store and bought various oils, salts, sauces, vinegars and teas. They saw a few onions piled in a corner. Qiuqiu went over to identify them carefully and was surprised to find tomato seeds, pineapples, onions, etc. The shopkeeper saw that Qiuqiu was interested and introduced them, saying, "These were brought by a foreign merchant. They are all rare items."

"I was wondering why I'd never seen this before. The shopkeeper must be knowledgeable. What are these?"

The shopkeeper pointed at the pineapple with a little pride and said: "This is sea buckthorn."

He pointed at the onion again and said: "That's purple root."

Then he mentioned a few very down-to-earth names.

"Shopkeeper, this rare item is very expensive, right?"

"It's okay. If you want them all, just give me one or two taels of silver. We must take care of old customers."

"Okay, give them all to me. I also want to broaden my horizons."

The shopkeeper quickly packed up the pile and even gave me an old backpack. He was really thoughtful and considerate.

The shopkeeper thought: I finally met a fool who sold the things to me. At that time, I just thought the things were novel, and the seller was a wandering monk, who was skinny, so it was considered a good relationship. I didn't expect that the things almost fell into my hands.

Qiuqiu went to buy some eggs, and after asking around, he bought a large can of milk from a farmer on the outskirts of the town.

Come back fully loaded.