Chapter 208: 207: Digging up a black object

Acorus calamus is widely used in traditional Chinese medicine for medicinal and spice purposes. It has the effects of dehumidifying the appetite, opening the mind and removing phlegm, refreshing the mind and improving intelligence, relieving cough and asthma, and antibacterial and anti-inflammatory.

Zhou Huaian looked at her, "Yan'er, did you learn all this in your dream?"

Yang Chunyan nodded. "The society in my dream is much more developed. As long as you have money, you can watch whatever you want. In three or four years, every household in our house will have electricity."

"In the 1990s, fruit trees were planted on the hills around the village. The fields were no longer planted with millet, but with greenhouse vegetables. Many bosses from other places came to buy vegetables and fruits."

Zhou Huaian was a little bit unconvinced after hearing this, "If we don't grow crops, what will we eat? How will we pay the public tax?"

Yang Chunyan thought about how the material and economic conditions in later generations were better than they are now, but most people still felt that life was tiring. She felt that it was not as easy as it is now.

"There will be no shortage of food in the future. Everyone can pay the public grain tax. If you want to eat it yourself, the diligent ones can leave a piece of land to grow for themselves. If you don't want to grow, you can just buy food."

"Buy it and eat it. Do you have that many food coupons?"

"You don't need food coupons, you don't need any coupons. If you want to buy a tractor, you can buy it. There are farm machinery stations and individual businesses everywhere. Every household has a TV, and it's a color one."

Yang Chunyan glanced at him and said, "Xiaoqian and Jiaming have bought cars and motorcycles. Tractors, sewing machines, bicycles, and tape recorders are no longer popular."

Zhou Huaian opened his mouth into an O shape, unable to imagine what it would be like, "Oh my god, I'm buying a car, how much does it cost!"

"I also want to wait until we save up 10,000 or 20,000 yuan, then I will buy you a sewing machine and a 26-lap Phoenix. When we have electricity, I will buy you the TV and tape recorder that Doctor Xiao Wang mentioned. Then life will be ..."

"Don't worry. As long as we grow the herbs well, take the golden thread lotus we just picked for example. The wet goods can be sold for two thousand yuan per kilogram. There are also epimedium seeds, which are said to be able to be sold for tens of thousands of yuan per kilogram. There is also Paris polyphylla..."

"Really? It seems that this money will be worthless in the future." Zhou Huaian thought of the bezoar and musk he had sold. "In the years in your dream, how much could those things sell for?"

Yang Chunyan thought for a moment and said, "It should be worth hundreds of thousands!"

"Oh my god!" Zhou Huaian suddenly remembered something, "You said that in the previous life, Ma Changgui bought the plague cow. Did his family get the bezoar?"

"He got it. The next year, his family built brick houses for his sons and bought a tractor."

"Damn it, he was the one who took away our family's luck in the previous life." Zhou Huaian cursed and asked, "What about my eldest brother and his family? How are they doing?

"They are hardworking and their lives are not considered good in the village, but they are not bad either. My third brother and his wife do not live a very comfortable life, mainly because his wife is too stubborn. But they are very good to us, so I am willing to bring them with me to dig herbs and sell them."

Zhou Huaian looked at her indifferent expression, and he couldn't describe the feeling in his heart. Thinking of her being alone, he felt that those days would be unbearable even in his dreams.

Didn't he also dare not go out after dark because of a dream? He understood that feeling very well.

He took a step forward and held her hand: "Yan'er, that was a dream, don't think about it anymore, we will be fine, grandpa and the old man will be fine too, I will be with you and our baby forever."

Yang Chunyan didn't say anything, just nodded heavily.

Zhou Huaian let her go and picked up the medicine hoe, "Take a break, I'll dig these Polygonatum."

"I'm not tired today. I'll dig up these Polygonatum odoratum and those Asparagus cochinchinensis!"

"Asparagus? You mean the ones with leaves that look like fennel?"

Yang Chunyan nodded. "If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have noticed. It really does look a bit like fennel leaves."

Zhou Huaian laughed after hearing this and said, "It seems like there are a lot of treasures along this ditch!"

"Well! Actually, the best time to dig up Asparagus cochinchinensis is in July. I think it has grown for many years. Let's dig up a little and show it to Doctor Wang. If it works, we can dig more next time."

Asparagus is a perennial herb of the Liliaceae family and the Asparagus genus. Its aliases include: three hundred sticks, Wuzhu, silk winter, tiger tail root, asparagus grass, and Mingtian winter.

The root of Asparagus is spindle-shaped, and the leaf-like branches are usually clustered in groups of 3. It has light green axillary flowers and the berries are red when ripe.

The tubers of Asparagus cochinchinensis are very powerful, and they grow tubers like sweet potatoes. Its roots are commonly used in traditional Chinese medicine, with a cold nature and a sweet and slightly bitter taste. They have the effects of nourishing yin, moistening dryness, clearing heat and relieving cough.

Asparagus looks very similar to asparagus fern, and is also an evergreen ornamental plant. It mostly grows in shady and wet places on the edge of mountain forests, in bushes on hills, or in grass on hillsides.

It also blooms inconspicuous but very delicate white flowers, and there are a lot of them. After the flowers fade, it will produce small red berries, which is both festive and beautiful.

Asparagus likes to grow in a warm and humid environment all year round. The environment is good this year and the weather here is warm enough. It can grow well as long as there is water near a ravine.

Yang Chunyan picked up the hoe and started digging along the roots. After a while, she had dug more than a dozen trees. Suddenly, she felt like she had hit a tree stump with the hoe, making a muffled sound. She looked down and used the hoe to dig up the rotten soil on top.

After digging for a while, a black thing came out. She suddenly remembered that someone had dug out ebony from the ground in her previous life. She put down the hoe, used her hands to dig up the surrounding rotten soil, and started digging.

After a while, it seemed as if a piece of the middle had been dug out, and a strange-looking black object was dug out.

She looked at it over and over again, but couldn't recognize what it was.

I took off my gloves and rubbed them a few times. They became darker and more shiny. The rubbed areas were still oily and felt warm to the touch. There was a faint fragrance emanating from them.

Yang Chunyan was a little excited and rubbed it a few more times. She moved closer and sniffed it, and sure enough, there was a faint fragrance.

She turned her head and waved at Zhou Huaian, "Huaian, come and see what this thing is. It looks a bit like wood?"

Zhou Huaian walked over and took a look. "What's so special about wood? There are plenty of wood buried in the mountains."

Yang Chunyan picked it up and held it to his nose, "It smells good. If you don't believe me, smell it."

Zhou Huaian hurriedly moved closer to smell it, then looked up at her with shining eyes, "It really smells good, light and not very strong, is it agarwood?"

Yang Chunyan had never seen it before either. "It can't be agarwood. The black one is probably a wooden stake that has been buried underground for a long time and has grown into ebony."

"Ebony?" Zhou Huaian thought for a moment, "When I was in junior high school, I heard my classmates bragging that someone over there had dug it up, but the piece of ebony was more than ten meters long.

I heard that people who went to see ebony every day were like a market, and were later taken away by the militia. I heard that high-ranking officials in the old society liked it the most, but I never heard them say that ebony is fragrant! "

(End of this chapter)