Traveling through ancient times to escape famine, the prince led me to rebel

The weather is fine, with clear skies.

Although it is already late autumn and early winter, the climate is not as cold as in previous years, but rather has a warm and gentle feeling.

Luo Xiaoran gave some instructions to her family and then took Du Kongqing to the mountains.

Baobao Mountain is located to the north of Hexi Village, separated from the village by a large piece of wasteland.

Luo Xiaoran's family is the northernmost household in Hexi Village, so starting from her house, one can directly reach Baobao Mountain without passing through other houses.

Luo Xiaoran and Du Kongqing each carried a large backpack and walked briskly into the woods.

Speaking of which, this is Luo Xiaoran’s first time entering the mountains.

The main reason is that she is not like the heroines in other farming novels. She lives in the village, has a lot of brothers, sisters and relatives, and is penniless, so she has to go to the mountains to find ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum... and sell them for money.

Although she was also miserable when she first came here, she was on the road fleeing from famine.

But when she arrived at Hexi Village later, she had not only the silver and jewelry she had robbed from the two brothers in the ruined temple when she first came here, but also a large sum of money left to her by Uncle Li, including silver, copper coins and silver notes.

Although it cost a lot of money to build a house and buy land in Hexi Village, there is still considerable money left.

Last time at the housewarming party, Luo Xiaoran told everyone that she was broke, so she wanted to open a private school and a clinic, which could be a source of income.

But in fact, after opening the clinic and the private school, Luo Xiaoran would have some money left, so there would be no problem for her and Luo Xingchen to live a life of idleness and waiting for death for three to five years.

The reason she said that was just to send out a signal that she "had no money", which could avoid a lot of trouble.

After all, wealth should not be exposed.

However, she couldn't live her whole life on the money she had, nor did she expect the clinic and private school to bring much profit, so she thought of opening up a piece of land to grow medicinal herbs.

The North is an important military area, and medicinal materials are precious, so many ordinary people cannot afford them.

If she could artificially grow all kinds of medicinal herbs...

A drop of dew fell from some tree and happened to fall on the corner of Luo Xiaoran's eye, bringing her back to reality from her thoughts in an instant.

The forest floor was covered with fallen yellow leaves. Luo Xiaoran and Du Kongqing walked on them, and they felt very soft.

"Xiao Ran, I've collected herbs in the mountains before. I'll take you to find them." Du Kongqing, who was walking in front, said excitedly.

Seeing her showing her long-lost liveliness as a little girl, Luo Xiaoran was also very happy and encouraged her, "Then you should look carefully and find more varieties, and then transplant them all over there!"

"Hey!" Du Kongqing replied in a tender voice.

The forest on Baobao Mountain is very dense, and villagers from Hexi and Hedong villages often go into the mountain to chop firewood.

If they were lucky enough to catch a rabbit or a pheasant, they would not eat it after taking it home, but would take it to the provincial capital to exchange for money.

As the saying goes, live by the mountain, eat by the mountain. Not long after entering the mountain, a large field of bright yellow wild chrysanthemums came into view.

The villagers thought that chrysanthemums were just pretty to look at and were of no use, so they paid no attention to them.

In fact, chrysanthemum is a very good medicinal material that can clear the liver, improve eyesight, clear away heat and detoxify.

Du Kongqing turned his head and asked Luo Xiaoran with his eyes whether she wanted to pick them.

Luo Xiaoran waved her hand and said boldly: "Pick them! I've been feeling a bit irritated lately, pick them and make some tea!"

Wild flowers on the roadside—pick them quickly!

The two of them began to work enthusiastically, but because there were so many chrysanthemums, they only picked a small part of them.

As for the rest, remember their locations so you can come back and pick them next time.

Du Kongqing found a few chrysanthemums that were growing very well, wrapped the roots and stems with soil, and put them in the backpack:

"Uncle Xiang has planted a lot of vegetables in the vegetable garden in your yard. You can transplant these chrysanthemums into the flower bed!"

"Good idea!" Luo Xiaoran nodded.

Along the way, we didn't encounter any ferocious beasts like tigers and wolves, and of course no cute animals like rabbits and pheasants, let alone precious medicinal materials like the sky-high priced Polygonum multiflorum and thousand-year-old ginseng.

However, after following Du Kongqing, Luo Xiaoran finally opened her eyes.

It turns out that any wild grass on the roadside could be a herbal medicine, including Paris polyphylla, Polygonatum sibiricum, Saposhnikovia divaricata, Eupatorium truncatum, Acorus calamus, Achyranthes bidentata, Polygala tenuifolia... We picked more than twenty or thirty kinds of medicinal herbs one after another.

At noon, I had the scallion pancakes and rice balls that I brought from home in the morning. They tasted delicious along with the water in the water bag.

"Kong Qing, are these the Chinese medicines we picked the ones you often use in your medical practice?" Luo Xiaoran asked, looking at the two full backpacks.

Du Kongqing took a sip of water, raised his hand to wipe the water stains from his mouth, and said sincerely: "Yes, they are often used, but there are many types of medicinal herbs, and what we have collected is still too little."

Luo Xiaoran sighed lightly. It was more than just few. She remembered that she had accidentally seen a news report in her previous life. At that time, there were more than 10,000 kinds of Chinese herbal medicines in the country.

There certainly weren't that many species in ancient times, but there must have been several thousand.

Thinking of this, Luo Xiaoran raised her eyes and said slowly:

"It would be a waste if we don't collect the medicinal herbs in the mountains. So, when you go back, you can draw up a list of the medicinal herbs used to treat the most common diseases, such as typhoid fever, colds, etc. We will mainly grow these."

After a pause, Luo Xiaoran continued: "We should also plant more medicinal herbs for treating wounds caused by swords, spears, swords and halberds.

For the types of herbs I mentioned above, if they are available in the mountains, we will directly transplant them back. If they are not available in the mountains, we will find ways to get seeds or seedlings for cultivation. "

"Okay!" Du Kongqing nodded.

……

The persimmons Aunt Qian gave me yesterday were big and red, and not astringent at all.

However, a large bamboo basket of persimmons could not be eaten up in a short time, and they would go bad if left for too long, so Luo Xiaoran decided to make persimmon cakes with the remaining persimmons.

Trim the persimmons, cut off the leaves and petioles, and then wash them in salt water.

Wash the persimmons, dry them, peel them, and place them on a breathable mat with the petioles facing downwards in the sun.

Be sure to bring the persimmons back into the house in the evening to prevent dew from gathering on them and causing them to rot.

After about a week of drying, the persimmon flesh will become soft. At this time, flatten the round persimmons and continue to expose them to the sun.

After another week, the surface of the persimmons will turn slightly white and can be stored at this time.

"This method is quite novel. I've never heard of eating persimmons in this way." Sun Qingyuan stood next to the winnowing basket, staring at the persimmons being dried on it and exclaimed in admiration.

Du Kongqing rolled his eyes, his voice was tender, but his tone was pretentiously arrogant and unreasonable:

"You claim to have tried all kinds of cuisines, but when you come to Xiao Ran's house, you have never tried this or that."

Sun Qingyuan got a fan from somewhere, which was very similar to Wang Changbo's fan with ink bamboo painted on it, except that this fan had a dog painted on it.

Luo Xiaoran remembered that Du Kongqing said that she had raised a small flower dog when she was a child. Later, the dog fell ill and her father gave her medicine but it was useless and the dog eventually died.

Therefore, Du Kongqing’s favorite animal is a puppy.

Sun Qingyuan opened the fan to cover his face. After about two or three seconds, he revealed his face again, took a deep breath, and spoke slowly:

"I was so ignorant before that I forgot the truth that 'the world is so big that there are all kinds of strange things', and Luo Xiaoran is the one who can invent all kinds of new and strange foods."

"Hmph! I'm glad to know it!" Du Kongqing said bluntly.

Luo Xiaoran watched as the two of them went from being a pair of bickering lovers to gradually developing into Du Kongqing unilaterally crushing the other. Wasn't this just Sun Qingyuan's concession after he came to his senses in some aspects?

Very interesting.