Time flies, and in a flash, more than a month has passed, but I saw that inside and outside Huojing Town have changed a lot. At the same time, there are a few more fire wells around the town. The people are boiling salt in full swing. However, now the people in the town have regarded Qingxu as a god-like figure, because Qingxu not only makes the original fire well prosperous, but also asks for several fire wells for Huojing Town. For this reason, the people in the town also have to build a Taoist temple for Qingxu to let him receive incense every day. Fang Jun couldn't help but sigh that Qingxu's luck was so good. When he came to Huojing Town, he happened to meet the period when natural gas changed from a decline period to a prosperous period.

At the same time, Fang Jun also personally informed the governor of Yizhou, Gao Shilian, the chief of the Shinhuojing Town, which made the divine fired salt in the Huojing Town, which saved firewood burning costs, and suddenly the salt boiled from the brine became more and more. Not long after, Gao Shilian personally brought people here and saw this situation and was amazed. Naturally, he did not dare to delay such a miracle and immediately sent a messenger to Chang'an with urgent documents.

But everything seemed to be good. Not long after, I saw that the speed of boiling salt in Huojing Town seemed to be slowing down. The people in the town seemed to be getting more and more idle. Fang Jun also found this problem and found Zhuge Ming and gradually realized that it was not getting more and more idle. But now the technology of digging wells and picking braised is not as good as that used in the pre-Qin period. I vaguely remember that the development and growth of the salt of the S wells in later generations seemed to be because Zhuo Tsuka well appeared in the middle of the Song Dynasty was known as the fifth invention of ancient China in ancient China. However, I only had a little bit of memory to remember how to dig it. I couldn't help but shook my head in a confused way. I couldn't help but think, "It's better to go out and relax, maybe I can remember something."

The sun shone with bamboo leaves, and a mountain wind blew up and the surrounding bamboo forest collided and made a rustling sound. The air was filled with light bamboo fragrance. Fang Jun came to an unknown mountain. When he saw that the bamboo sea was like a fairyland, he couldn't help but look around and looked like a fairyland. There was a vague sound of piano in the depths of the bamboo forest. Who was playing piano and walking towards the bamboo forest with a piano sound. I don't know how long I walked, the sound of piano was getting closer and closer. I saw that there was a bamboo house in the green shadows of green bamboos. The sound came from the hand of an old man wearing a fur and a white beard tied with a rope on his waist. The sound of piano was so clear that he couldn't help but forget all his worries. The old man seemed to have noticed someone eavesdropping but didn't care at all.

After the song, Fang Jun couldn't help but walk forward and said, "Old gentleman, Wansheng took the liberty to disturb the rude things and ask for forgiveness." The old man did not answer and just walked into the bamboo house with a piano. Fang Jun couldn't help but think, "It's really a weird person." He smiled and left.

After a while back to the town, I found out that the old man on the mountain was a hermit named Zhu Taozhi. When Dou Gui was an official in Yizhou, he heard about his deeds and asked him to ask about his living conditions. He gave him high-end items such as deer leather turbans and deer boots, and invited him to serve as the Lizheng in the village. Zhu Taozhi refused to obey and insisted on practicing Taoism in the mountains. He abandoned the gifts to the ground and "escape into the mountains to knot the abbreviation of the storm" and was very famous for a time.

Fang Jun seemed to be very confused about this, but the so-called "Everyone has ambition" since he wanted to devote himself to practicing Taoism, so he would not disturb him. Fang Jun slowly returned to Zhuge Mansion and saw Yuan Tiangang and his disciples seem to be discussing something with Qingxu. After seeing Fang Jun, Qingxu stood up and greeted him and said, "Master, why did you go out once and have thought of a good solution?" Fang Jun couldn't help but look at the three of them and shook his head. Yuan Tiangang suddenly laughed.

Come: "Fellow Daoist, it seems you lost this time." Li Chunfeng also started to laugh. Fang Jun looked at the three of them in confusion and saw Qingxu frowned with a bitter face and said, "We just bet on the vermicelli when you come back, can you figure out how to solve the problem of salt. I bet on Master Yuan and Master Yuan can't bet on Master Yuan. If anyone loses, he will give the other party a seven-day foot wash. Now I have to serve two pairs of smelly feet every day. What should I do?

Yuan Tiangang suddenly stood up and cleared his throat and said, "Master is tired today, so why not wash your feet before meals first. Qingxu ran forward and said, "Don't you two Taoist masters, you decided to make friends with you when I saw it at first, but I didn't expect that I became the master's disciple. In this case, the relationship between the three of us is closer to each other, and in this case, I will wash your feet for them.

Wouldn't the two of you be embarrassed? "Li Chunfeng looked at Yuan Tiangang and shook his head and walked into the backyard at the same time. He also discussed along the way. In order to say such sensational words just now, the two decided to wash their feet seven times a day. If they didn't leave half of the time to sleep and eat in a day, they would have to wash them seventeen times a day. Qingxu finally seemed to be dragged into the backyard by the two. Fang Jun couldn't help but smile and seemed to be familiar with Yuan Tiangang and the others.

Changsun Wuyou saw Fang Jun and was giggling for some reason. He seemed to have thought of something and said, "Fang Jun, do you have free tomorrow?" Fang Jun said, "What's wrong with Miss Wuyou?" Changsun Wuyou said, "I just want to invite you to meet a hermit with me."

The next morning, Fang Jun was screamed by Changsun Wuyou. Looking at the familiar scene, there were many things hanging on him. Fang Jun said, "Miss Wuyou, the hermit we want to meet is not Zhu Taozhui, right?" Changsun Wuyou seemed to show your true smart expression and said, "Zhu Taozhui is a famous hermit in Shu. His uncle also invited him to serve as an official, but he has always refused to be afraid of harassment and lived in seclusion in this dense forest."

Changsun Wuyou asked Fang Jun to put things outside the door and left. Fang Jun couldn't help but ask strangely: "Did we not see him leave like this?" Changsun Wuyou smiled slightly: "Maybe you don't know Zhu Taozhu. He used to be a sacrificial wine in the Sui Dynasty, but because he felt the darkness of the officialdom and the social ****, he lived in seclusion here and spent all his family's wealth. When he just retired, he made a living by weaving straw sandals. His way of selling straw sandals is also very special. He often puts the woven straw sandals on the roadside. The locals know that this is woven by Zhu Taozhu, so they put rice and other daily necessities in their original place, and then took the straw sandals away." Fang Jun couldn't help asking: "Then he
Chapter completed!