Sun Xiang was picking Lishui Zhi in the valley, and there were nearly 1,000 local workers working with him. Everyone sweated like rain in the sun. Vast reddish-brown valleys, green hills on either side, and a misty skyline beyond. The scenery has a different flavor.

Master Sun did the farm work with relish, and he didn't use his extraordinary power at all, but turned off his spiritual power. Like all ordinary pickers, he took a large pair of scissors and cut the mustard at the root of Yeosui Zhi, and then threw the cut ripe Lishui Zhi into the back basket behind him.

Do this a few times, and the strength is exhausted. The only descendant of the Ancient Xuanmen would straighten up and take out a towel to wipe his sweat. Have a casual chat with the workers who are also resting next to you.

Like what you ate in the morning.

A man next to him asked, "What did my brother eat in the morning, he has a lot of strength!"

"Ate two bowls of rice. The head of Sun replied casually, "There are also some side dishes."

"Now that rice is so expensive, you are willing to eat it. The man said enviously, "Your mother-in-law loves you." My mother-in-law is, damn it!"

"It's not!" Sun Da boasted proudly, "My two mothers-in-law, one loves me more than the other." ”

The man smiled and pointed at Sun Xiang with his finger: "Listen to you bragging here." ”

After speaking, he wiped his sweat and continued to work.

Guan Jie looked at his master dumbfounded. In his heart, the master is a real immortal, and he is many times stronger than An Chengli's garbage that uses spiritual power. He would never have expected that an immortal would actually do such a menial job, and it seemed that the master was still enjoying it.

Could this be the legendary idle occasional send, the real master will experience the life of ordinary people, and realize the supreme road from the ordinary.

As a disciple, Guan Jie took advantage of the fact that there was no one around, and asked the doubts in his heart.

Sun Xiang laughed.

"It's not as complicated as you think. Sun Xiang said, "I just like to work, but I don't have any opportunities." ”

"Huh?" Guan Jie was puzzled.

Do cultivators love to work?" he looked up at the blue-clad men patrolling the ridge. These are all cultivators invited by the city lord Su Lei, saying that they are ensuring the safety of the pickers, but in fact they are supervising, so that no one will steal food or steal it out and sell it privately.

Guan Jie had never seen these cultivators participate in labor, and their patrols were just pretending. Most people put up their pergolas to avoid too much sunlight, and many even eat watermelon.

Sun Xiang saw that he was still puzzled, so he temporarily put down the work at hand. He looked at the hard-working crowd and his eyes traveled through time:

"Xiaojie, you are too young to have experienced that era. In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China in the last century, there was a time when this was the case. Everyone worked in the fields together, rested together, and ate together. The fruits of labor are distributed according to work. All people are poor and happy.

At that time, as a teacher, he was also a member of the vast number of working people, and he lived a very hard and fulfilling life every day. Looking back on that time now, it's still very interesting. ”

Xiao Jie asked half-incomprehensibly: "Is there still such an era? Can we be happy if we are poor? We are not happy with our hard work now, but those who are happy are those cultivators." ”

He pointed to the cultivators who were drinking and having fun in the distance, and said angrily, "They don't go down to work in the fields like Master." ”

Sun Xiangwan'er touched Guan Jie's head. This little ghost hates that others treat him like a child, but he can only endure it when Master does this.

"They're not happy. Xiaojie, you have to remember that true happiness comes from the simplest things. Pursue the truest happiness in the ordinary. For example, tidying up a messy room and seeing a neat and tidy environment will make you feel happy. It's a simple pleasure. Labor is the easiest way to pursue happiness, so the great man once said that labor is the most glorious. ”

Sun Da's head is feeling, Guan Jie has not experienced the hard years of Huaguo, and there is a high probability that he will not understand. But when Guan Jie was still stunned, there was a sudden admiration from the oblique.

"Labor is the most glorious, well said!"

Sun Xiang raised his eyes and saw a pair of men and women carving dragons and phoenixes walking towards him, and there were more than 20 good players next to him. The surrounding workers avoided each other and bowed deeply on both sides.

The head of Sun Da was still stunned who this was, and Xiaojie on the side tugged at his clothes and whispered, "It's the city lord." ”

Su Lei took Cai Qingjia to the spiritual root of Lishuizhi. But like all capitalists, he inevitably has to show off his production base with his own women.

He was not interested in labor, but seeing so many people toiling for himself was like seeing a tumult of money flowing into his pocket. This feeling made him flutter.

What's even better is that it is a great joy to hear such subtle remarks among these hard-pressed pickers—no matter what the capitalist would like, such an employee.

Of course, he only heard Sun Xiang's last few words.

Sun Da was embarrassed, he had turned off his consciousness just now, and he didn't notice that such a large group of people were approaching. This time it's a secret sneak-in, and it's too embarrassing to be exposed. Forced by the situation, Sun Xiang nodded slightly, not wanting to entangle too much with this dazzling city lord.

But Su Lei didn't plan to let Sun Xiang go, he simply wanted to give this highly conscious employee a grand prize. Recently, the picking efficiency of Lishuizhi has been somewhat reduced, and he does not want to spend more money on more workers, and he does not want to increase his wages. A good employee like Sun Xiang, of course, must pull out a typical tree.

He patted Sun Xiang on the shoulder cordially and asked, "Brother, please ask your surname." ”

"Sun. Master Sun replied helplessly.

"Good!"

Su Lei kindly pulled Sun Xiang, and the accompanying Tsing Yi understood and hurriedly drove the workers together. Everyone put down their work and listened to the lecture of the city lord.

Su Lei cleared his throat and repeated the most glorious words of Sun Xiang's labor just now.

"You may not know that there has been a lot of trouble in Qianjiao City recently. Everyone is working so hard, I, Su Lei, see it in my eyes and be anxious in my heart. But what I want to tell you is that your labor is not meaningless.

Lishui Zhi, which is produced by thousands of feet, is the most important strategic material. On the front line against the demon clan, the rations eaten by the cultivator warriors in a difficult environment were the fruits of everyone's labor.

Fighting against the demon race is the common mission of our human race. Cultivators are in charge of combat, while ordinary people are in charge of logistics, only the division of labor is different, there is no distinction between superior and inferior!

Labor is the most glorious, both for practitioners and ordinary people. Brother Sun is the most ordinary picker, and his consciousness is so high that the lord of this city admires. I hereby declare that this Brother Sun will be my Su Lei's brother in the future! If you want to be my Su Lei's brother, you must learn from Brother Sun!"

Su Lei raised his arms and shouted, and the applause below was thunderous. Of course, it was the cultivators who applauded hard, and the pickers were not very interested. In the crowd, Guan Jie lowered his head and smiled.

Master Sun looked up at the sky speechlessly, feeling that he was a real fool.

Fortunately, after Su Lei exchanged greetings again, he finally let go of the newly recognized brother. Cai Qingjia looked back at Sun Xiang with interest, and there was an indescribable meaning in his eyes, which made the head of Sun Da furious.

After leaving the crowd for a long time, Cai Qingjia ignored his left and right gazes and hugged Su Lei stickily.

"My dear, your speech is really good! No matter what era or place, you must be a natural leader. ”

Cai Qingjia's adoring eyes made Su Lei fluttering with satisfaction, of course he knew that he was a natural leader. When it comes to winning people's hearts, no one is stronger than themselves.

However, he still pretended to be reserved: "This is just a means of management." Recently, the harvest has decreased a bit, and someone suggested that I increase my salary, but I don't know how to pretend to understand.

These workers are insatiable goods. If I give them a raise today, they will ask for more tomorrow.

Therefore, it is not interesting to talk about money, and it is necessary to talk about brotherly feelings for a long time. ”

Su Lei's management experience made Cai Qingjia dizzy. Like a little fan girl, she stuck to Su Lei and asked questions. Su Lei naturally showed off his wisdom and experience without saying anything.

After walking for more than ten minutes, the group came to the side of a hill. It is already a forbidden area of Thousand Kick City, surrounded not only by three barbed wire, but also by a wall several people high.

More than a dozen Tsing Yi guards in rotation here, and when they saw the city lord arrive, they opened the gate to greet them. Behind the Iron Gate is a rather narrow cave where gold could be mined. Later, the veins were depleted and the mine was abandoned.

Su Lei took Cai Qingjia's hand and entered the mine, turned back to the left and right and ordered: "You stay here, no one is allowed to enter." ”

With that, the figures of the two disappeared into the darkness of the mine.

And Sun Da is on his side.

Because he is now the brother of the lord of Sulei, the workers around him can no longer talk to him. Not only that, but there were also secret and contemptuous eyes around him, which made him extremely unhappy.

But Sun Xiang didn't intend to resent these workers, this was all the pot of Su Lei's slut. Since you can't continue to work, let's get down to business. Since Su Lei appeared here, he obviously wanted to go to the spiritual root of Lishui Zhi. Master Sun was curious about how he did it.

The ripe body of Yeosuzhi resembles clumps of reddish-brown mushrooms. But this is not a fungus, but a serious spirit grass. They don't stand on dead wood or dirt, but on vines that grow all over the ground.

This vine is about an arm's thick, rust-like color, and quite hard. Therefore, you need black iron scissors to cut. The ground of the entire valley is covered with this rust-colored vine, and it is easy to accidentally trip and fall into a mess when walking in it.

Many spies, even local cultivators, believe that this rusty vine is the root system of Lishui Zhi. They tried to steal some of them, but they were never able to cultivate them.

Everyone thinks that it may be the influence of the weather, and there is no night rain like Qianjiao in other places, and perhaps the night rain is the key to the growth of Lishuizhi.

But Sun Xiang knows that things are far from so simple.

First of all, these rusty vines are not the root system of Yeosuzhi at all. Its true spiritual roots are rooted in the leylines of the earth. The problem is that the leylines are frighteningly far from the ground and cannot be reached by even the deepest mines. Not even the earth-walking technique could penetrate that kind of place.

So, how did Suray get to that deep underground?

The second point is that everything is spiritual. This scale of Lishui Zhi, and all of them come from a spiritual root. Even if you don't consider how it can grow so big, at this level, it should have become a spirit and awaken its spiritual wisdom a long time ago.

Why, so quiet, let people pick.