Hello, 1983

The brigade returned to the village, and the little kids all took small notes and excitedly received their own Children's Day gifts.

The fourth youngest received his own doll first, he really held it in his arms, and gave it to Lin Zhi.

Together with the mother, there is also a bunch of day lily in Shan Xing's hand.

Little Old Four's bright eyes looked up at Lin Zhi: Mother, I gave you this doll. You have worked hard.

Shan Xing also raised her little face: Second Mother, the eldest brother and the old sister said, this is the mother's flower, for you!

Looking at the two cute little girls, Lin Zhi hugged them tightly in her arms, unable to hold back her tears and rustled.

But her loving face was full of joy, and she murmured, Good boy, you are all good boys!

This scene is also called Yang Hongying's red eyes, and she regards this place as her home more and more in her heart.

Lin Zhi took the day lily and prepared it to dry before frying it for the children.

As for this doll, it was still given to the fourth child.

The little old four hugged happily for a while, then took the doll to tease Xiaohuo, squeezing the rubber doll and making Xiaohuo giggle.

On the other side, Liu Qingshan, together with the eldest sister, distributed tea eggs to the children, and the little ones returned with a full reward.

In the afternoon, Yang Hongying led these little guys to pick daylily. After all, after planting trees all morning, it was quite tiring, and it was light to dry in the afternoon.

Not only the little boys, but also the idle workers of the Jiapigou Cooperative were all dispatched to pick daylily on the mountain.

After all, this is also in the acquisition catalogue of wild vegetables, and the price of dried day lily is quite expensive.

It's just that this thing is too light, and a basket can't dry two pounds.

But day lily is very fresh whether it is cold salad or stir-fried meat. The most beautiful thing is to mix it with mushrooms and use it to prepare the marinade of tofu brain. That is called fresh.

Although day lily is fresh, it is not easy to pick.

Fortunately, the villagers have rich experience in mountain mining, and they all know that it is just right to pick when the flower mouth is about to open, just when three seams are cracked.

Picking early, the buds are too tender; picking late, the flowers unfold, and the umami taste is gone.

The children set off together with the picking team of adults. After all, they are led by adults, and it is safer to enter the mountain.

The large troop set off in a carriage, and there was a shout from behind: Wait for me, wait for me!

Everyone looked back, it turned out to be Zhang Pang, with a large backpack on his back, and trotted to catch up.

Pole, if you are late, the daylily will be cold!

The uncle of the boss is okay now, shouting loudly.

In general banquets, a bowl of hangover soup made with daylily is served at the end. If this dish is cold, it means that the guest is too late.

Zhang Ganzi quickly caught up: Don't mention it, my daughter Xiaoman brought back some day lily at noon. If she said it was a mother flower, she wanted to honor her mother, so she fried it, and I also ate a few. I ended up having diarrhea.

When Liu Qingshan heard this, he was a little dumbfounded: Uncle Rod, fresh daylily contains colchicine, it will be poisonous if you eat it!

It is for this reason that day lilies are generally sun-dried and eaten with water, and they are still very delicious.

I know, it's all boiled.

Zhang Ganzi muttered, if he didn't blanch it, he probably wouldn't be able to get out of the Maolou.

The carriages galloped all the way, and there were still more than two miles away from the woodcut, and they couldn't get up. All the old and young got off the carriages, carrying baskets and baskets on their backs, and plucked all the way on the hillside.

Liu Qingshan picked a basket of daylily, and when he saw that it was not far from the woodcut, he went over there, and together with his master, worked together to get the big wooden pier of Songmingzi onto the carriage.

This thing is really heavy, and the two of them are sweating profusely.

The new house was about to be completed, just before the windows were opened, Liu Qingshan decided to get this into the house first, and then use it as a dining table.

If you wait until the doors and windows of the house are finished,

It's not good to get in.

When he returned to the woodcut, the mute grandfather happily handed a large jar to Liu Qingshan, and after another gesture, Liu Qingshan knew that this was a medicinal wine prepared for researcher Gu Junshan.

So he happily hugged it in his arms, and casually asked for the formula of the medicinal herbs inside.

The dumb grandfather never kept secrets from this official disciple, he just made a gesture with Liu Qingshan.

This time, it was Liu Qingshan's turn to be shocked, and the jar in his arms almost fell to the ground:

Master, there is still a 50-year-old ginseng plant in this jar. It's too rare, right?

The dumb grandpa smiled and gestured twice, Liu Qingshan understood, what the master wanted to express was:

These herbs in the mountains have no distinction between high and low. As long as they are used to treat diseases, they are all the same in his eyes. There is actually no difference between an old mountain ginseng and a mother-in-law's root.

With regard to Master's indifference, Liu Qingshan could only be amazed: his realm is still far behind that of Master.

But that is more than 50 years old ginseng, precious sixth-grade leaves, Liu Qingshan really can't calm down.

This old man is really lucky to meet an open-minded mountain guard like Master, otherwise, even if he knows the prescription, it is estimated that his salary will not be able to be used.

The mute master probably also saw what his apprentice was thinking, and smiled and gestured for a while.

Make the best use of it, get what you want!

Liu Qingshan also pondered: This is the realm of Master, it seems that I need to learn from Master, not only martial arts, but also many, many...

When he recovered from his meditation, his eyes became clearer. At this moment, when he saw the grass, trees, birds and beasts in the forest, his mentality was different from before.

The specific feeling, even he himself can't tell, it should be a kind of closeness, like closeness to an old friend who has been with him for many years.

The dumb grandfather kept staring at his apprentice, and seeing Liu Qingshan's eyes, he nodded in satisfaction, and gestured again in his hand.

Liu Qingshan was startled again, but this time, the corner of his mouth soon showed a smile, as if he had heard the news of an old friend who had been separated for many years, and there was only joy in his heart.

Master, there are still more than 100 years old ginseng in our forest, so can you take me to see it?

The dumb grandfather nodded with a smile, he can now take his apprentice with confidence.

Before, he really didn't dare, for fear that his disciples would be greedy.

The distance was a little far, and he would definitely not be able to come back in the afternoon. Liu Qingshan said hello to the old sister, and asked the old sister to bring the jar of medicinal wine back first, and then followed the master into the depths of the jungle.

In the summer, the vegetation in the forest began to grow wildly, and the dumb grandfather walked slowly in front, bending down from time to time, picking some stems and leaves of plants, and putting them in the basket behind him.

Liu Qingshan also carried a basket on his back and a small medicine hoe in his hand, and kept asking this and that.

He soon discovered that what Master picked was mostly Chinese herbs that were fragrant and enlightening, and he understood: the Dragon Boat Festival will be in a few days, and Master is going to collect some materials for making sachets.

Dumb grandpa picked a herb and had to compete with Liu Qingshan for a while. Of course, this kind of on-site teaching has the best effect.

Along the way, Liu Qingshan got to know Huoxiang, mint, wormwood, calamus, etc. Grandpa Dumb also told him that there were musk he collected in the woodcut Lengli.

Liu Qingshan was a little stunned: Master, to get musk, isn't that killing the incense deer to get the sachet?

From what he knew about Master, this kind of killing musk to get incense should not happen to Master.

The mute grandpa smiled and gestured to dig out his ears and eyes, and then gestured for a while, and then Liu Qingshan understood: it turned out that the master caught the male musk deer and then took out the musk with a special wooden spoon.

What, there is still such an operation?

Liu Qingshan blinked a few times: Does that mean that in the future, the musk deer can also be reared on a large scale, and then the musk deer can be harvested?

In this forest, it is really a big treasure house, there are too many people who can make a fortune and make a living.

In this way, the master and the apprentice continued until it was almost dark, and then they came to the wooden house in the woods where they lived last time.

Liu Qingshan was still very kind to this wooden house, he rushed over with a cheer, but the voice of a mute grandfather came from behind him, so he quickly stopped and looked around.

He keenly felt that there was something in the surrounding environment that made him very uneasy, but for a while, he could not find the source.

The dumb grandfather walked to an open space not far away, picked up a tree branch, and pulled it up on the ground full of broken branches and leaves.

Liu Qingshan leaned over to take a look, and couldn't help grinning: It turned out that there was a pile of shit buried here.

It should be the excrement of a large beast, because there are some hairs and the like in it.

Master, is this tiger dung?

Liu Qingshan understood a little, the feeling of unease just now should have come from the tiger.

The dumb grandfather nodded and made another gesture: This Siberian tiger should only be staying here for a short time, and he has not planned to regard it as his territory.

Otherwise, they would not bury them with their claws, but would leave the smell of excrement and urine within their woodlands to declare sovereignty.

Cats, dogs, etc. all have the habit of burying their feces. Before they were domesticated, this was to cover up their whereabouts and it was a form of self-protection.

But Liu Qingshan thought about it in his mind: such a colorful tiger, with its thick hind limbs digging the leaves and soil on the ground to cover up the excrement, why does this picture always feel a little wrong?

So he asked, Master, could it be the little tiger cub you saw a few days ago?

The dumb grandpa also smiled and nodded, thinking it was very possible.

Thinking about the little brain axe that just came of age and didn't look very well, Liu Qingshan also laughed.

After opening the wooden house and changing the air inside, Liu Qingshan packed up dinner.

At first, the stove was damp, and it was not easy to burn, but after it was over, the flames started whirring.

Boil half a pot of boiling water first, and then use the millet you brought to cook a la carte porridge. This is the dinner for the two of them.

Just as Liu Qingshan thought it was a bit too simple, he saw Master came back from outside with a fat rabbit hanging from his waist.

Liu Qingshan's eyes lit up without realizing it. At his age, he had no bottom in his stomach. Of course, it was best to eat meat.

Immediately, he got up, took the rabbit down, ran to the window outside, and began to peel by the light of the oil lamp.

His current skills have improved, and he quickly peeled off the rabbit skin completely. He was about to clean the internal organs. As soon as he turned around to take the pot, he heard a gust of wind beside him. Looking back, he saw the freshly cut hare. has disappeared.

I'm tired of living, isn't it, dare to rob Laozi...

Liu Qingshan roared halfway, and could no longer make a sound. He finally saw clearly that the one who stole things in front of him was a Siberian tiger.

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