Chapter 68: Ancestral Secret Recipe

Zhou Daocheng blinked, "Why are you going to my place? Aren't all islands the same? It's no different from yours."

"Then don't you like the young woman? I will move in with you personally and give you silk moiré gauze socks to wear. How about that?"

He spoke the most seductive words, but his voice was like a cold spring in the mountains, leaving Zhou Daocheng without any evil thoughts. Coupled with his slightly narrowed beautiful eyes, Zhou Daocheng scratched his head for a moment.

Although he has used the secret method, Zhou Daocheng does not want too many people to know some secrets.

"Did you hide other women on the island?"

"Not really..."

"Is it a man?"

As he said that, he glanced at Meng Yueshan and Lin Yuan in surprise, showing an expression of sudden realization: "I understand..."

Zhou Daocheng said: "What do you understand?"

Seeing that Zhao Yunzhi was about to leave the boat with sympathetic and apologetic eyes, Zhou Daocheng sighed: "Forget it, if you want to go together, then get on the boat."

"good."

Seeing Zhao Yunzhi sitting back on the boat, Zhou Daocheng felt helpless. He knew that Zhao Yunzhi was determined to explore his secret.

He had nothing to do about it. If Zhao Yunzhi was an outsider, he could naturally refuse sternly, but now that Zhao Yunzhi was one of his own and his Taoist companion, he couldn't be too harsh.

Paddling across the long lake, the gentle sunlight shines down, and white-scaled bass leap out of the water from time to time, their scales reflecting the dazzling light.

"During this period, you have to find an opportunity to catch a batch of white-scaled bass. Only by fishing out the big batch can the small fry have a chance to thrive."

Zhou Daocheng wrapped his hands with spiritual energy, grabbed a white-scaled bass weighing more than ten kilograms, and thought about it.

White-scaled bass live in this lake all year round. Although the number is not large, there is definitely a lot. Especially if you fish for the first time, you should be able to harvest a large number of fish.

Lin Yuan looked at the water surface boredly, and suddenly became energetic and said: "Can we eat it? I have a unique recipe, which uses refined salt and tangerine to marinate fish, and then pairs it with fresh bamboo shoots. The taste is amazing. !”

Zhou Daocheng thought about it for a while and felt that something was wrong: Bamboo shoots? What bamboo shoots?

After a few seconds, he suddenly reacted and said with a black face: "If you dare to touch my Biling bamboo shoots, I will beat you into bamboo shoots and plant them in the ground."

Lin Yuan shrank his neck and defended in a low voice: "There are also things in the wild..."

On the side, Meng Yueshan also looked eager, but he didn't want to drink fish soup or eat bamboo shoots. Instead, he smacked his lips and said, "I also have a recipe. Use the spirit fish eyes to brew wine, which can nourish qi and blood and improve your strength!"

Zhou Daocheng was a little curious: "Where did you get so many formulas?"

"Hehe, it's passed down from our ancestors." Meng Yueshan grinned.

Zhou Daocheng thought thoughtfully: "Last time you used the recipe for Linyuan's Whip to make wine. Is it possible that it was also passed down from our ancestors?"

As soon as these words came out, Lin Yuan's face turned the color of pig liver, and he looked at Meng Yueshan with hatred. He still remembers the humiliation of "baby soaking in wine".

However, Meng Yueshan thought about it seriously and said, "This is really not inherited from my ancestors, but I can consider passing this formula on to my descendants."

"My surname is Meng, I am $@*$##\u0026\u0026\u0026{${..."

Zhou Daocheng suddenly shuddered when he saw this scene. He suddenly had some new understanding of the four words "ancestral formula".

No wonder some formula materials are rare. There is only one in an era. Once used up, it will be gone. Moreover, it is easy to become extinct. This is the reason for co-authoring!

In a leisurely atmosphere, Zhou Daocheng returned to the island.

Ignoring the quarrel between the two old men, Zhao Yunzhi followed Zhou Daocheng and looked at the island curiously.

Soon, eight acres of scattered spiritual fields appeared in front of them.

The newly planted moonflower grass and crystal jade rice reveal their tender green buds, swaying gently in the breeze, and the moist soil exudes rich aura.

Zhao Yunzhi frowned slightly, bent down and grabbed a handful of moist soil, thinking to himself: "They are all first-order middle-grade spiritual fields, and the concentration of spiritual energy in this soil is so high, how can this be done? of……"

"It's a mixture of spiritual dung, green-winged heron excrement and spiritual water." Zhou Daocheng said nonchalantly.

"I see, no wonder...huh? Spiritual feces?!"

Zhao Yunzhi's expression changed, he took a deep breath, threw away the soil in his hands, secretly used water-attribute spiritual energy to wash his hands, and said angrily: "Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Zhou Daocheng looked innocent, spread his hands and said, "You grabbed the ground as soon as you came. Although I don't understand, I respect you."

Zhao Yunzhi pursed her lips. Although she had no evidence, she always felt that this guy was holding back his bad intentions. However, out of curiosity, she still raised her own question:

"If you go to collect green-winged heron feces, the green-winged heron won't attack you?"

Zhou Daocheng frowned and asked: "Isn't what you collected fresh feces?"

"Um...is there a problem?"

Zhou Daocheng said speechlessly: "The fresh ones are useless. We need the parts that have been thoroughly fermented and integrated with the soil. Forget it... I will ask them to collect an extra portion next time and send some to you."

Zhou Daocheng has never forgotten the two specialties near Bailin Lake. White-scaled bass cannot usually be used, but the value of green-winged heron excrement is not small.

Especially on weekdays, Huang Zhuo and others take care of the spiritual field for a long time and need to ensure the healthy growth of the spiritual plants, so they often need to water and fertilize.

The water poured is spiritual water, and the fertilizer is green-winged heron excrement.

At first, Huang Zhuo and others had no experience, so they just watered the spiritual liquid and fertilizer separately.

But after a long time, they also figured out some experience, and according to some formulas of growth liquid, they began to mix it themselves.

Mix the spiritual water and fertilizer in a certain proportion, and then add some spiritual plant juice that helps to enhance vitality to make a fertilizer with good effect.

Zhou Daocheng called it "Qinglu Fertilizer Liquid", which is also a unique formula with low technical content.

This is the advantage of having many people. If he were to take care of the spiritual field alone, he would definitely not spend so much time and effort, let alone create this special fertilizer.

But Huang Zhuo and others, in addition to daily practice, all their thoughts are on planting.

Zhou Daocheng has decided that if he can buy books on planting, or the inheritance of spiritual plant masters, he can let Huang Zhuo study it.

It's just that spiritual plant masters are also a profound immortal cultivation skill. Although they are not as good as alchemy formations, they are definitely not common.

After checking the spiritual field, Zhao Yunzhi realized that she had been worrying for nothing. Why did Zhou Daocheng need her support? This eight-acre first-grade medium-quality spiritual field alone could bring a lot of wealth.