Hello 1983

Gangzi asked in a daze.

The roe deer blinked his big eyes and continued to stare at him, probably thinking in his heart:

What are you doing?

"Look at it again, I'll kill you to eat meat!"

Gangzi gestured a beheading motion with his hand, and the roe deer shook its short short tail, and quickly hid behind the dumb grandpa, everyone laughed when they saw it: This thing also knows how to find a backer!

Liu Qingshan was also very happy in his heart: raising roe deer is also a way out to make a fortune.

The dumb grandpa also smiled and gestured for a while, explaining the origin of the roe deer.

I don't know why a leg was broken, so it was carried back by the dumb grandfather so that it would not be eaten by wolves.

"No, there are wolves in this forest?"

Gangzi was a little frightened.

Liu Qingshan smiled: "It's okay, there are so many of us, as long as we don't place orders."

After finishing speaking, he took out a photo and handed it to the dumb grandpa. This was the last photo taken for the dumb grandpa, and it has been developed.

Although the photo is in black and white, but the dumb grandpa is standing in front of the wood carving with majesty, surrounded by a group of hounds behind him, he really has the aura of an old mountain god.

If the little bear in the photo hadn't hugged its legs, it would have been a little more imposing.

ho ho ho...

The dumb grandfather also let out a strange laugh. He stretched out his big palm-like hand and patted Liu Qingshan's shoulder vigorously, obviously very satisfied with the photo.

This is the first photo in his life, so it must be kept well.

But Liu Qingshan grinned when he patted him: the dumb grandpa's hands are really strong!

After a brief stay at Mukeleng, everyone went into the forest together and started picking jelly mushrooms.

Gangzi and Brother Dafei have opened their eyes. Everything in the forest is strange, and they keep asking this and that, and they are almost curious babies.

No one laughed at them. Most of the city people who entered the forest for the first time were like this. Liu Qingshan reminded them a few words from time to time:

"Be careful, it's a thorn rose fruit, prick your hand!"

Gangzi withdrew his hand awkwardly, put his index finger in his mouth and sucked it. He saw a small bush with red fruits hanging on it just now, so he couldn't help picking it, but was pricked.

"Be careful, that thing is the red mushroom girl, the bitter one, the things in the forest, you can't taste it casually!"

It was too late for Liu Qingshan to discover, Brother Da Fei's face was almost turning into a bitter melon, who knew that the round, red fruit was actually more bitter than gall.

"It's okay, this thing has been eaten to reduce the fire, you can pick some, go back and wear it into a big string, and save it in winter to soak in water to drink, to reduce the inflammation and reduce the fire."

Liu Qingshan comforted, while searching for mushrooms, he also picked off the red mushroom girl he met.

This kind of plant is only more than one foot high, and it can be seen everywhere in the forest, and it is covered with a layer of red skin.

It looks similar to the yellow mushrooms grown in the garden. As for the taste, whoever eats it will know.

After suffering, Brother Fei and Gangzi didn't dare to mess around anymore, and asked first if they saw anything strange.

Gangzi was still muttering: "Mount Guandong, three kinds of treasures, ginseng, ermine, and grass, Qingshan, what does this ginseng look like?"

The appearance of ginseng is basically known to everyone, but what they know is the root buried in the ground. As for the appearance of the branches and leaves above, most people have never seen it.

Liu Qingshan gave them a brief introduction, and he stretched out his palm and shook it: "The leaves of ginseng only have three leaves in the first year, we call them Sanhuazi, and five leaves will grow in the second year. It’s small, so it’s called Horseshoe.”

"In the third year, two branches will grow, and each branch will have five leaves. At this time, it will be called Erjiazi."

"In the fourth year, there will be three branches, which are called lampstands. After that, one more branch will be added every year, and they will be called four leaves, and some are called four leaves, five leaves, and six leaves."

"This is just a case of normal artificial cultivation. Because wild ginseng grows extremely slowly and encounters various accidents in the forest, it takes five to ten years to grow into horseshoes."

"It takes ten to 20 years to separate the two branches and grow into Erjiazi. This is also called the key to the mountain, which means that if you find it, you may find a big product."

"After 30 years, the wild ginseng will be divided into three branches and grow into a lampstand."

"Wild ginseng with fourth-grade leaves usually takes 50 to 80 years to grow. As for the sixth-grade leaves, it will definitely not grow if it is less than 100 years old."

"So experienced mountaineers can roughly judge the year by looking at the branches on the ginseng."

He said it in more detail, but the two brothers were still confused, and Gangzi was still muttering: "If there is a real object for reference, it will be easier to understand, it is best to come to a six-pin leaf .”

"How about the sixth-grade leaves? Do you think wild ginseng is Chinese cabbage, and you can see it if you want to?"

Liu Qingshan was also amused by this kid, so he simply ignored him.

But Gangzi didn't give up. He took a small wooden stick and pulled it back and forth in the grass nest.

Suddenly, there was a strange cry: "Balm!"

This is also what he just learned. When he finds wild ginseng, he must shout a club, so as to restrain the ginseng and prevent it from running away.

The people around were immediately attracted, Zhang Dashuai was still muttering: "Damn it, can this stick really find a big stick?"

Bangchui has two meanings in the local area, one refers to wild ginseng, and the other refers to a layman who knows nothing about a certain industry, which can also be called "bangchui".

Gangzi really found a clump of withered yellow leaves shaped like a palm, and excitedly stretched out his hands to pick them up. As a result, he cried out and got a lot of thorns on his hands.

Liu Qingshan leaned over and took a look: "Brother, you are really a mallet, you use Acanthopanax as wild ginseng, I really admire you!"

Chapter 86 Apprenticeship

Helping Gangzi deal with the little thorns on his palms, this guy also raised his feet angrily, trying to kick down the clump of fake ginseng.

"Don't be blind, this Acanthopanax is also a medicinal material, and it is most suitable for making wine. In fact, ginseng originally belongs to the Araliaceae family, so it can be considered a close relative."

Liu Qingshan quickly stopped him, then took out a small scythe from the back basket, carefully picked up the branches and leaves of acanthopanax with his hands, and cut off these acanthopanax.

He also said in his mouth: "We have a kind of wine here called Wujiapi, which is mainly brewed with Acanthopanax, which has the effect of dispelling wind, removing dampness, relaxing tendons and activating collaterals."

Only then did Gangzi burst into elation: "That's just right, take it home and make wine for the old man at home, he is always noisy and can't get it right."

"That might be a little rheumatic. When you go back, I'll bring you two bottles of tiger bone wine."

The last time Liu Qingshan helped the winery sell medicinal wine, he finally brought back two boxes and gave two bottles to the old branch secretary, and left the rest with his grandfather, who drank a small cup every day.

The effect should be good. These days, Liu Shikui's face is flushed and his complexion is very good.

Gangzi was also a little surprised: "Tiger bone wine, are there really tigers on your mountain?"

"To be precise, it should be called Siberian Tiger."

Liu Qingshan corrected his statement, and then continued: "One winter, when the mountains were covered by heavy snow, a Siberian tiger entered our village, killed all the calves in the production team, and dragged one away."

It sounds a bit scary, Brother Fei and Gangzi both changed their colors a little bit, subconsciously looked around, really worried that a colorful tiger would suddenly jump out and take them away.

Of course, this kind of expression couldn't hide from everyone's eyes, so some people couldn't help laughing a few times.

Gangzi also felt a little ashamed: "Even if there is a tiger, I will learn from Wu Erlang and fight a tiger once!"

"Then you have to drink eighteen bowls of wine. Drink it in the morning. Why are you talking drunk?"

Dashuai Zhang said with a smile, "Beat the tiger, even the mute dare not say such a thing."

Gangzi was still arguing, when he suddenly heard a strange cry from the forest ahead:

"Ow!"

The ferocious and stern voice, full of wild calls, pierced the eardrums, making people's soul tremble involuntarily.

People were so frightened that they all shivered. As for Gangzi, he just sat down on the ground.

He only felt shortness of breath, and his heartbeat soared, pounding, like beating a drum.

He also saw tigers in the zoo in Spring City, but he didn't feel anything at the time?

"Aba Aba!"

The dumb grandfather also suddenly called out a few times, and then the forest returned to silence, only the rustling wind echoed in the forest.

Everyone also breathed a sigh of relief, Liu Qingshan reached out and pulled Gangzi up: "Are you still going to fight tigers?"

Gangzi shook his head like a rattle: "No more fights, no more fights, even if you lend me ten or eight courage, I won't fight any more."

Liu Qingshan patted him on the shoulder: "The one calling just now is not a tiger, but a lynx, several sizes smaller than a tiger."

Marshal Zhang at the side also added: "There are big cats in the woods, one tiger, two leopards and three lynxes, and the third one called just now."

This is the third child. He hasn't seen Ying'er yet. He yelled and almost peed in fright. Just now he was shy and said that he was fighting a tiger.

Gangzi felt that his face was hot, and he never dared to mention beating a tiger again.

Everyone was picking mushrooms in the forest, and when they encountered medicinal materials, they just picked some.

When you come across schisandra hanging on the branches, you can pick some, which can be used to make wine.

Platycodon grandiflorum is also a good thing. When the root is dug out, it is a good material for making pickles, especially kimchi.

We were lucky enough to dig up two litters of wild Gastrodia elata, which are quite expensive.

"Your forest is really a big treasure house."

Brother Fei also felt this way, how many good things did they find just after they entered the edge of the forest?

Liu Qingshan also nodded: "It is true to rely on the mountain to eat the mountain. We must protect this green mountain in the future, so that our descendants will not guard the barren mountain and lift our coffin boards."

Everyone shook their heads when they heard this: "Qingshan, you really know how to tell jokes, how is this possible?"

Is it really impossible, decades later, isn't it what I said it would be?

Liu Qingshan shook his head with a wry smile, but soon, his heart became firm again: I will guard this mountain from now on!

With a slap, Liu Qingshan felt his shoulders sink.

Turning his head to look over, he saw the dumb grandpa's big hand falling on his shoulder again, and those piercing eyes were staring at him, as if they could penetrate people's hearts.

Although the dumb grandpa can't speak, he understands better than anyone else in his heart.

The old and the young looked at each other like this, and nodded vigorously together, as if they had made some kind of agreement, as if they had completed some kind of inheritance.

Leaving everyone to continue picking mountain goods in the forest, the dumb grandfather led Liu Qingshan back alone.

Gangzi wanted to follow, but was held back by Brother Fei. The other villagers also had strange expressions, but most of them looked envious.

Dashuai Zhang probably got hot, so he took off the blue hat on his head, and wiped his bald head vigorously: "Damn it, this dumb is too biased!"

The other villagers all laughed, Da Zhangluo sucked his nose a few times: "Hey, why does it smell so sour, who's jealous?"

Where did the vinegar jar come from in the woods, even if there was sour pulp, it would have dried up long ago. This means that Marshal Zhang is jealous, which made everyone laugh again.

Only Fei Ge and Gang Zi, two outsiders, were a little confused.

Da Zhang Luo also saw it, and muttered in his mouth: "This dumb man is not an ordinary person. He knows everything in the woods. Your handsome uncle wanted to recognize the dumb man as his master before, but the dumb man didn't like it." He said he was too murderous."

"Didn't I just kill a pig or something, and didn't kill anyone?"

Zhang Dashuai was still indignant, he knew the mute's ability, there was no bird or beast in the forest that the mute could not handle; there was no grass or tree in the forest that the mute did not know.

Looking at this posture today, Dumb has fallen in love with Qingshan, maybe he will take on apprentices, it seems that he is completely useless.

Being led by the dumb grandfather, Liu Qingshan was also a little dazed.

Going all the way into the wood carving hall, I saw the dumb grandpa took out an iron box, opened the lock, and put out a black lacquered wood carving from inside, then pulled Liu Qingshan, knelt down respectfully and kowtowed on the ground.

Liu Qingshan kowtowed three times in a daze, then looked up at the wood carving.

He only felt that the woodcarving was very simple and unsophisticated. It seemed to be a person riding on the back of a colorful tiger. He seemed to understand a little bit: Could this be the old man of the mountain god?

Just as I was thinking about it, I felt a pain in my fingertips. When I looked down, I found that my middle finger was being pinched by the dumb grandpa. The fingernail slid across it gently, making a small opening, and bright red blood dripped out.

The dumb grandfather led him to the statue, and smeared the blood from his middle finger on the statue.

Liu Qingshan's body trembled suddenly, and ecstasy surged in his heart:

Developed, developed, this must be a drop of blood to recognize the master, and then I can have a space or something!

After bouncing around for a long time, when he stopped, he didn't feel anything special. It seemed that this was really just a ritual.

I was so happy, I thought I could go to heaven and earth, overturn rivers and seas, and subdue dragons and tigers in the future.

Only then did Liu Qingshan realize that he was thinking too much, but he was not disappointed. In this world, how can there be so many things for nothing?

I saw the dumb put the statue back into the box, and then he sat on the wooden kang, gesticulating with his hands, signaling Liu Qingshan to kowtow to him too.

This time Liu Qingshan understood completely: Dumb Grandpa, this is to accept him as an apprentice.

For him, there was no pressure in this matter. He was close to the dumb grandpa, and he had saved his life, so kowtowing was also appropriate.