Mu Qingyun didn't expect that Baiyun Village would have such a great potential to be tapped.

She hadn't been there for long the last time she had visited, but the whole village looked desolate, with dilapidated houses and muddy roads.

Come again today, every house has been renovated, I don't know inside, the outside is very neat anyway, the road is all stone roads, she also saw Cai Grandma, who has not spun and weaved for a long time, and moved her loom out.

Mu Qingyun remembered that when the original owner was very young, he liked to watch Cai Apo weaving cloth the most, and felt that countless silk threads shuttled, and beautiful cloth flew out of the loom, which was very magical and interesting.

A lot of edible flowers and plants were transplanted in the village, and when she glanced at them, she could see at a glance that they were very particular about what they planted.

Many of the flowers and plants have medicinal properties and can be used as medicine, which belong to the category of tonic that is good for the human body, and there are also those that can repel mosquitoes and insects, which are both effective and beautiful.

There are actually many kinds, all of which she was taken by her senior brothers and sisters back then, a little bit of research, year after year, cultivated in the mountains, basically little junior brothers, little junior sisters, the first thing she did when she got up every morning was to pick flowers and dig medicinal herbs.

In the evening, in a suitable month, the children are given a set of old clothes and a basket of flower seedlings, and they are urged to plant and work.

At that time, they were not very good at planting, and they often made mistakes, and many flowers and plants did not live for long, and they were gone when they could not grow at all.

The villagers are probably much better than their craftsmanship, and most of the emotions expressed by these flowers and plants at this time are neutral and peaceful.

Mu Qingyun carried a basket, took a pair of scissors, and cut a basket of flowers selectively, ready to get them back to make tea and drink.

The photographer who followed the shooting looked at her drastic posture, and almost couldn't help but break the rules, and directly reminded - if you do this, you will definitely be scolded by the audience when you are on TV in the later stage.

In their variety show, the photographer is the camera, and he must use the camera to speak, not to speak.

"Hey, classmate Mu, if you like flowers, I'll buy you a car when you go back, didn't the teacher teach you when you were in elementary school, you can't pick flowers on the side of the road——"

Mu Qingyun smiled, this kid's three views were actually quite upright, and when he looked back, he raised his eyebrows.

The person who came was actually Wang Mingyuan, the actor who had no sense of existence in front of her recently, and Wang Mingyuan was followed by Jiang Minhua.

It's just that Jiang Minhua is different from before, her expression is empty, as if she didn't think about anything, her face is pale, and she is a lot thinner than before.

She hurriedly opened the script and looked at it, and there was already a new plot quietly appearing in the script.

Wang Mingyuan was worried about his grandfather's illness, and Jiang Minhua worked hard to go to Baiyun Peak to ask for elixir to save people.

Mu Qingyun suddenly became a little nervous.

'Jun buried the flowers and incense invaded the bones, and chased into the Yellow Spring to meet Qing. Suddenly, an imitation of an ancient poem appeared on the script.

Mu Qingyun remembered that it should be a poem from the Xiangshan monks in the Tang Dynasty, which was a mourning poem...... Is it difficult for souls to meet when they chase to the Yellow Spring?

The wind in the village seemed to be a little cold, and she had a very bad premonition, and her mood was corrupted at once, and she couldn't take it back.

Wang Mingyuan craned his neck to look at her, Mu Qingyun calmed down, stretched out his finger and pointed to the large wooden box that was erected three steps away from her, with a very conspicuous red paper pasted on it.

A basket of flowers and plants triangle money.

The huge characters are clear, and there is a hole in the wooden box, and from the inside, you can see half a box of gross tickets.

Mu Qingyun picked out the flowers, took out his wallet and rummaged through it, took out the triangular money and stuffed it in, nodded at Wang Mingyuan, turned around and left.

Wang Mingyuan was stunned for a moment, his face was slightly red, and he said, "I am, I didn't pay attention, I didn't pay attention." I didn't expect the village to be quite profitable. ”

The villagers passing by next to him smiled: "If the guests want to drink flower tea, it is best to let us help pick it, this flower garden has not been built for a long time, some flowers are not good to pick now, but unfortunately, some do not pick to thank you, but also waste, we know that we all know that getting a box is not to make any money, is to pay some wages to the big guy who takes care of the flower garden." ”

Wang Mingyuan chased Mu Qingyun's back, coped with a few words, and hurriedly followed, thinking about it, he really couldn't think of a similar way, so he could only play a straight ball.

He's always been more used to playing straight.

"Classmate Mu, I have something I want to discuss with you."

Mu Qingyun was a little absent-minded, paused, and then turned around and pointed to the stone pier on the side of the road: "Then sit down and say?" ”

The village has prepared a lot of stone benches, stone piers, stone tables, and freshly drawn Go boards and chess boards on the tables.

There are also small wooden boxes under the table, which are filled with playthings such as Go, chess, and leaf cards.

"Mr. Mu." Wang Mingyuan sat on the stone bench, his voice was very low, and he seemed to be a little anxious, "If I have something to say, I won't sell Guanzi, I don't know if you can sell me the elixir stored in your Baiyun Gate?" ”

"My grandfather was seriously ill, and our family found a good doctor to show him, and the doctor said that it had reached the point where the oil ran out, and he couldn't do anything about it, but Baiyunmen had an elixir that could cure his old man."

"My grandfather's name is Wang Deai, he is the Dinghai Divine Needle of our Wang family, if he has any three longs and two shorts, more than a dozen enterprises under the Wang family will be turbulent, maybe they will go out of business, maybe hundreds of employees will lose their livelihoods because of this, he is very important to us, important to everyone."

Mu Qingyun is naturally not surprised, the script has been written very clearly.

"Needless to say, I can open our treasure house in Baiyun Gate when I go back, and bring out the medicinal materials that can be eaten now to show you, you can just buy them at the market price."

"Or if you go to our medicine garden tomorrow, you can also watch and pick some by yourself, this also has a price, just give the money according to the market price."

Mu Qingyun also followed the thinking of the script at first, thinking that Baiyunmen only had a few medicinal materials, and treating the old man of the Wang family would not be able to save the life of his senior brother.

But she has already returned to the door, and the medicinal materials are all about boxes, not plants, and these medicinal materials are obviously configured according to the scale of thousands of inner disciples of Baiyun Sect back then.

Old man Wang is alone, with one mouth, he just needs to take a hundred pairs of medicine, and he can't finish it, besides, the medicine garden grows well on the top of the mountain, and there are dozens of ginseng plants in a hundred years, so there is really no limit to choose one of the two.

Mu Qingyun couldn't figure out what the so-called elixir in the script was, how could it bring the dead back to life, if there was really a recipe for bringing the dead back to life, she also wanted to see it.

In case something goes wrong with the senior brother, there is this recipe, which may be useful.

"Is there a prescription? What medicines are needed? ”

Wang Mingyuan was overjoyed, and then he was dazed: "Huh? ”

"Ah what, what medicine do you need?"

Wang Mingyuan: "...... Elixir? ”