Rebirth 78, marry Qingmei as my wife

Now that you have discovered it, what else can you say?

Excavate directly!

There is a saying that blinding such a big man is in vain.

This sentence is also applicable to Gastrodia elata.

Liu Hongjun thought he could dig up a few more big cubs from the two-meter-high Gastrodia elata.

As a result, Zhang Yan dug up everything within three feet of the surrounding area.

But in the end, Liu Hongjun only dug out four big cubs, and then some small cubs.

Put the Gastrodia cubs into the backpack.

I don’t know if all his previous good luck has run out. After digging up this big Gastrodia elata, Liu Hongjun didn’t find any more Gastrodia elata for a while.

After bypassing a linden tree that was as thick as two arms, Liu Hongjun continued to search forward. However, just after taking two steps, Liu Hongjun stepped back.

He turned around and came to the shade of the lime tree, looked up at the tree, and stretched out his hand to gently stroke the tree.

This lime tree is as tall as a person, but there is a piece of bark missing.

There are traces of fire burns on the tree body, and if you look closely, you can still see the words engraved on it.

In the second year of Xuantong, Wupinye, Wang Kaishan, eight people...

Seeing the words engraved on it, Liu Hongjun suddenly became excited.

This is an old man, and he actually met an old man!

Going into the mountains to collect ginseng is called mountain herding. The herders have a saying: go around the village and eat enough.

According to the rules of Fangshan, only those with more than five-grade leaves can be called Laotunzi, and omens must be cut on the trees.

What Liu Hongjun saw just now was that a piece of bark was missing from the tree and there were traces of fire damage, which was a sign that the predecessors had cut it down.

The common way to see omens is to peel off the bark of a large tree near where ginseng was found and cut it into a square outline. This is an omen.

After the trees have been cut down, mud should be applied to prevent the signs from disappearing as the trees grow.

Some leaders will also use torches to burn the signs, and the marks will not disappear no matter how many years they pass.

Liu Hongjun calculated in his mind that the second year of Xuantong was 67, and it was already [-] years ago.

What an old man.

Liu Hongjun looked at the surrounding environment again, and according to the tips of the mountain watchers, facing south and facing north, the green dragon suppresses the white tiger.The nest is windy, facing the sun, with a front slope and a back hill. There is a spring at the bottom of the slope and the water in the spring is strong.

This is exactly in line with the Feng Shui pattern of the back hill, the spring at the foot of the slope, and the abundant water in the spring.

The most important thing is this huge lime tree.

Anyone who works in the mountains knows that big things tend to come out of basswood trees.

"Mountains, rocks!" Liu Hongjun shouted loudly.

After waiting for a while, the sound of mountains and stones came, "Brother Red Army!"

"Come to me!" Liu Hongjun shouted, finding a dead wood stick and knocking on the lime tree next to him.

Liu Hongjun and the others are not professional mountaineers, so many of their practices are unprofessional.

A serious mountain releaser would not yell like Liu Hongjun.

The people who set the mountains all have a wooden stick in their hands, which is called a peace stick. They use the wooden stick to knock on the tree body to convey messages to each other.

The process of searching for ginseng is called mountain pressing.

Each time they pressed down a section of the mountain, they could no longer see each other, so they knocked on the tree trunk, and each of the others knocked back in turn, not only indicating their own position, but also signaling to continue pressing the mountain.

If you find ginseng, you will shout: Bangchui!

Not long after, Dashan and Shitou found Liu Hongjun.

"Can you two call Shan?"

"Shouting the mountain?"

"Brother Hongjun, you mean..." Shitou looked at Liu Hongjun with surprise on his face.

Living in the mountains, even if you have never seen the mountains, you have heard stories about them.

The two of them naturally understood what Liu Hongjun meant by calling the mountain.

"I heard my grandma tell me the rules of calling mountains."

"That's okay!" Liu Hongjun nodded.

"Brother Red Army, is this an old man?" Dashan also asked with a face of surprise.

"Yeah! 67 years ago, Lao Zunzi took a seedling of five-grade leaves here." Liu Hongjun pointed to the omen on the big linden tree and said.

"Brother Red Army, the old village that was built more than 60 years ago must have at least five-grade leaves now!" Shitou whispered excitedly.

"Yeah! I feel like there should be fifth-grade leaves too!" Liu Hongjun nodded.

"If we can also raise one seedling and five leaves, that will be enough to build a house and marry a wife!" Dashan said with a grin.

When it comes to ginseng, if you say dig it, that would be disrespectful. You have to say take it or lift it.

Liu Hongjun waved his hand to signal the two of them not to get excited.

He found a piece of red cloth from his backpack, tore off three strips, then found three short wooden sticks, and wrapped one end of the stick with the red cloth strips.

I found three more stones and built a simple old man's house.

Three wooden sticks wrapped with red cloth strips were inserted in front of the old man's house.

Because Liu Hongjun did not plan to release the mountain, he did not prepare incense and could only use these three wooden sticks instead.

This is a ritual, as long as it comes to your mind.

After everything was ready, Liu Hongjun took the mountains and stones to kowtow to the mountain god, thanking the mountain god for giving him food and allowing them to get the goods smoothly.

After the ceremony, Liu Hongjun said to Dashan and Shitou: "This is an old village. Take this lime tree as the center and look around carefully."

"Yeah!" The two agreed, then spread out and started searching around the lime tree.

This season is the season for picking ginseng in the mountains, well, that is, it is a little late.

At this time, all the ginseng seeds have fallen, and there are no red seeds, so it is a little troublesome to find them.

After a while, Liu Hongjun discovered a seedling of fourth-grade leaf ginseng. The ginseng seeds on it had fallen off and there was no red cap. He was about to call out.

Then I heard the mountain nearby shouting: "Bangchui! Bangchui!"

Liu Hongjun was smart and heard the stone next to him reply: "What grade of leaves?"

It was Dashan's turn to answer, but Dashan was stuck.

Liu Hongjun immediately shouted: "Bangchui!"

Dashan and Shitou were stunned for a moment before responding: "What grade of leaves?"

"Four-grade leaves!" Liu Hongjun shouted while inserting a wooden stick next to the ginseng.

"How many seedlings?" Shitou then asked.

"It's all over the mountain!" Liu Hongjun responded.

In fact, Liu Hongjun found one seedling with four leaves. On the other side of the mountain, he didn’t know which leaf it was, but there were only two seedlings. They were all over the mountain, which was a good start.

After Liu Hongjun answered, he ran to Dashan, looked at the ginseng he found, and gestured to him.

Dashan then responded loudly: "Five-grade leaves!"

"How many seedlings?" Shitou asked.

"It's all over the mountain!" Dashan also imitated Liu Hongjun's words and responded.

Dashan didn't dare to respond just now, and he was right.

Don't shout randomly when you can't tell which grade of leaves it is.

Once you shout the wrong thing, it means shouting to explode the mountain.

Once the call comes, you have to give up carrying the ginseng, pack your things and go home.

As for why, Liu Hongjun didn't know. He only knew that this was an ancient rule passed down from generation to generation.