My sisters drove me away, and now they are crying and begging for my forgiveness?

"This is deep in the mountains. All the young people have gone out to work, and most of those who remain are lonely and elderly. I came to the mountains to find soil for growing medicinal herbs. May I ask if there is red soil in this mountain?"

During breakfast, Lin An saw that the middle-aged owner of the B&B was quite enthusiastic, so he asked around.

Following the advice of an old southern Chinese medicine practitioner and his own research, he felt that he should find a place with red soil, a mountain spring, and sunlight, which would be the best soil for growing blood ginseng.

The key is to have a guide who is familiar with the local terrain.

"Are you from the city? Sure, sure!"

When the boss heard that they wanted to grow medicinal herbs, he thought they were here to invest, and immediately excitedly called out the second uncle in the village.

"There really is such a place as the one you're talking about. There's a river in our village, and there's also spring water from the mountains! Come on, I'll take you to the Red Tile Kiln myself."

The second uncle's body was trembling, which made Yan Jinyu worried. However, Lin An suddenly had an idea and got creative inspiration again.

It would be great to create here in the empty mountains after the rain!

The scenery in the mountains is beautiful, with lush grass, singing birds, gurgling streams, and rugged rocks, which creates a sense of artistic conception.

It made Lin An and Yan Jinyu feel like they had visited a paradise.

"You look very wealthy. It would be great if you could invest a few hundred thousand dollars in our village and develop a herbal medicine planting business."

After all, the rural people’s desire cannot be suppressed.

After walking for a while, the second uncle expressed his request, and Lin An and Yan Jinyu exchanged glances.

"No problem!" Lin An nodded seriously.

If he could really grow blood ginseng, then "investment" was the purpose of his coming here.

It was just a rumor on the Internet that there was a ghost village in the deep mountains of this generation, and at the banquet, he got so excited that he also mentioned the matter of the haunted house with evil spirits.

I heard that from the real estate agency.

Regarding metaphysics, whether it is true or not, he, who has experienced death, feels particularly complicated.

"If you say nothing, this blood ginseng is a bit magical."

He murmured in a low voice. After receiving his verbal consent, the second uncle was so excited that he felt full of energy. Along the way, he told many stories about Fangting Mountain.

"When we were young, there was a legend in this mountain. It said that when Liu Bei led the victims to escape, he came to the deep mountains here, dug tree bark and grass roots, and ate a full meal. The key is that there is a kind of food among them!"

"It's called mustard cabbage. Now it's been passed down to our generation and has become pickled mustard. Unfortunately, it's not a medicinal herb."

The second uncle was knowledgeable. He wore glasses and held a book in his hand. He told the history of this place as he walked up the mountain.

"That's just pickled mustard tuber, it's worthless!" Yan Jinyu wanted to laugh when he heard it.

The famous pickled mustard tuber is from Peilin, which is several hundred miles away from here.

After hearing this, the second uncle became depressed. As the saying goes, "live by the mountain, eat by the mountain; live by the water, eat by the water." They had nothing to eat.

"If I can successfully grow this blood ginseng and cooperate with the university to fight cancer, I can definitely make money!"

Lin An thought about it and an idea came to his mind.

"Blood ginseng can fight cancer, but I have to create a prescription to complete the blood ginseng's circulation effect in the body! It would be best if it can reach the point of recovery."

Lin An compared himself to himself. He was in the prime of his life and had a long life ahead of him. He was not the only one who was counting on the blood ginseng. In this world, how many cancer patients were like him?

When he thought of this, he became as excited as the second uncle.

"Hey, slow down, wait for me!" Yan Jinyu's walking speed was not as fast as the two men, so she hurried to catch up.

"Master, Master! Why did you go up the mountain?"

Suddenly, someone shouted from the front, and a group of four people came running towards us, panting.

As he walked, he called out, "Master, Master!"

Yan Jinyu found it strange and stopped immediately, asking in surprise: "Who is that?"

"Call me Master, the pilgrim from the West is here!"

Lin An teased.

The second uncle laughed out loud, and the atmosphere became quite relaxed for a moment.

And the so-called person who went to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures was Doctor Sun.

The signal in the mountains was already bad and intermittent. When the mobile phone was turned off, one was even more isolated from the world. In the morning, Doctor Sun saw Lin An's text message and rushed over in a hurry.

"Oh, my phone was turned off yesterday. It's my fault. I didn't expect that Master would go into the mountains again. It's not easy to see you. This opportunity is so rare!"

Doctor Sun came forward attentively.

Doctor Sun called Lin Anxin "Master" all the time, which made Lin Anxin very happy.

Such a friendship regardless of age difference was also his good fortune: "You came just in time. Where did you get that wild blood ginseng?"

"It's a wild one. I'll take you to see it!" Doctor Sun was very enthusiastic. He walked past the crowd and took his new apprentice into the thorny jungle.

Looking at the disciples brought by Dr. Sun, all of them were covered in dust and indeed looked like mountain people. Lin An felt a sense of familiarity with them.

In this chaotic and mundane world, he encountered an existence like the Lin family. Now he is looking for a pure land on earth. Perhaps the folk customs are the most simple and honest.

"Everyone, be careful. The mountains are not like the streets. There are snakes, insects, rats, ants, potholes and traps everywhere!"

Doctor Sun had become enthusiastic since we last met. He was still holding a sickle in his hand, cutting grass and clearing rocks as he walked, moving forward a hundred meters.

"Ding dong!"

"Crash!"

From the distant mountains, there came the sound of flowing water. Sure enough, there was a spring flowing here. When they got closer, they found it was a waterfall and a deep pool.

Next to the water source is a small hill of red mud, which is exactly the same as what Lin An knew. Upon closer inspection, a little bit of red can be seen among the grass and trees.

“And blood ginseng!”

Immediately, Lin An led everyone over!

"One, two, three..."

There are eleven in total. It seems that Doctor Sun did not tell the truth before.

Blood ginseng is like a precious treasure. It can survive tenaciously and can serve as the foundation for rural revitalization!

"That's right, that's right! There's hope for your recovery!"

Yan Jinyu was very happy.

"Come on, everyone help us and fence off this place from now on."

The second uncle gave the order and they did it right away.

Doctor Sun frowned but did not refute.

In the mountains of Fangting Mountain, many places were originally reserved by villagers. It was good enough for him to come and collect herbs, but he also "enclosed" them? Did he claim them as his own?

This is a very real problem.

“Can this really make money?”

The second uncle and his disciples were very confused. They had seen this thing before, called yam root, and they didn't think it was very precious.

"of course."

Lin An confidently took out his cell phone which just happened to ring.

The caller was a professor at Tai'an University.

"Mr. Lin, you have to come to the hospital for a follow-up check tomorrow. We will give you a comprehensive examination!"

The tone was very positive, which indirectly confirmed the doubts of the doctors in the affiliated hospital. To put it bluntly, they did not believe that cancer could be cured.