When someone sees a plant that looks unusual, they call out "Wei Mo." Just like now, Li Xiuxiu looked at a bunch of small red fruits growing in front of her and called Wei Mo over.
"Hey kid, Wei Mo, come here and take a look. Is this what we're looking for?"
Wei Mo quickly ran over and saw that the red fruit growing on a tree in front of Li Xiuxiu was Schisandra chinensis.
Schisandra chinensis is a well-known traditional Chinese medicine. It grows on trees, in clusters of red fruit that look very sweet.
It can indeed be eaten as a fruit; it tastes somewhat sour and has a herbal flavor.
After the Schisandra chinensis fruit is harvested and dried, it becomes a common Chinese herbal medicine that can help with insomnia.
Wei Mo nodded to Li Xiuxiu.
"Aunt Xiuxiu, you're amazing! You discovered it so quickly. This is Schisandra chinensis, which can treat insomnia and can also be sold for money."
Hearing that it could be sold for money, everyone rushed over to see what Schisandra chinensis looked like, and at the same time remembered this small red fruit.
Then they scattered and began searching. There were many medicinal herbs on the mountain.
Especially now, there are many Chinese medicinal herbs that no one goes up the mountain to pick.
Wei Xiaomin saw a small pink flower with fuzzy hairs and called her younger brother over.
Wei Mo squatted down to take a look and realized that his sister was really lucky. This should be Rehmannia glutinosa, which has been mentioned in various ancient books for a long time.
Its flowers have sparse petals and a dark color. It grows relatively quickly and can usually be harvested after five months. However, it prefers fertile sandy soil.
Wei Mo looked at the Rehmannia glutinosa on the ground, called everyone over, and told them that this was a relatively good medicinal herb.
After hearing this, the family excitedly dispersed and began searching for strange things they didn't recognize, like they were on a treasure hunt, finding it very interesting.
Actually, there are still quite a few ginseng plants in the deep mountains of Northeast China, since they haven't been developed yet. However, they are not easy to find in areas with people coming and going at the foot of the mountains.
Moreover, some Chinese herbal medicines that are not easy to distinguish have become familiar to everyone after Wei Mo's explanation, such as Astragalus membranaceus.
As one Chinese medicinal herb after another was discovered, people came to see them, and it seemed that they remembered several kinds of Chinese medicinal herbs.
Then they began to expand the search area, spreading it outwards. However, because Wei Mo and his two older sisters were young, they were not allowed to separate. They had to stay together, with Li Xiuxiu following beside them.
After everyone left, Wei Ma took out all the cooking oil and flour that she had hidden, and looked at the four buckets of oil and two bags of flour in front of her.
Wang Zhenhua bowed in the direction of the Dragon King Temple, his expression appearing exceptionally sincere.
Then Wei's mother put the two buckets of oil and a bag of flour in the cupboard in her room, and she had already thought of an excuse for the rest.
They could say that Wei Guo bought it and that his comrades brought it back for him. This reason would be more convincing, since soldiers might receive such receipts.
As the group collected more and more herbs, the sun was gradually about to set.
The old man called out, gathering everyone together, and then headed home.
On the way back, the old man held Wei Mo's little hand and asked him some questions.
“Grandson, do you know where these medicinal herbs are going to be sold? There used to be an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor in the village, but he has passed away. So no one is picking these things anymore.”
Wei Mo looked at Grandpa Yu, who was holding his hand, and smiled in reply.
"Grandpa, someone should be willing to buy this medicinal herb, since it can treat illnesses. You can ask the brigade leader to go to town and inquire."
"Maybe someone in town needs it? If not, we can keep it for ourselves, just in case someone gets a headache or fever someday and we can use it to make medicine!"
Grandpa Yu frowned, feeling that the afternoon was going to be wasted, but Wei Mo was very optimistic.
If all else fails, with these collected Chinese medicinal herbs, I can simply buy a medical skill book from the shop, which can also reduce the suffering of my family members.
Having made up his mind, Wei Mo immediately searched for the Traditional Chinese Medicine skill in the trading mall, which required 1,000 gold coins.
Wei Mo gritted his teeth and bought it directly. Then, a large number of information about treatment methods for diseases and the proportions of Chinese herbal medicines appeared in his mind, along with a large number of prescriptions.
Wei Mo felt a pang of regret at the cost of the gold coins, since he only had a little over 3,000 gold coins before, and he had already spent 1,500 gold coins on herb identification and traditional Chinese medicine skills.
Adding to the two bags of flour and four barrels of soybean oil he bought earlier, which cost him over 200 gold coins, Wei Mo has now squandered half of his assets, leaving him with less than 1,500 gold coins.
Wei Mo started thinking of ways to earn mall currency. If all else failed, he would start recycling these Chinese herbal medicines, since their value would still be quite high in later generations.
Moreover, I don't need to put in too much effort myself; I just need my family to help me collect Chinese herbs.
Now that I have acquired the skills of Traditional Chinese Medicine, I can also help my family members with their medical needs.
For his birthday, Grandpa Yu gave him two silver bracelets, which weighed about 50 grams. Although they could be bought back for 700 or 800 yuan, he was reluctant to part with them.
More importantly, the longevity lock that Li Xiuxiu gave herself was made of pure gold, and pure gold costs 300 yuan per gram. The longevity lock weighed over 100 grams.
After calculating everything, Wei Mo felt like he was about to become rich, but he was still a little worried. After all, this thing had a different meaning for Li Xiuxiu, and it also had a different meaning for him.
Wei Mo isn't in a particular hurry to earn money from the space right now, so he doesn't plan to take back the longevity lock that Li Xiuxiu gave him.
He set his sights on the herbs he had collected that day, since even dried astragalus could fetch several hundred yuan per kilogram.
As for the current price, astragalus is practically worthless, like a weed; nobody bothers with it.
Actually, there are state-owned medicinal herb purchasing stations now, but there aren't any in the town. Sanhe Town is located in a relatively remote area, and the transportation here is not developed at all.
In Sanhe Town, there are no aquatic product stations or medicinal herb purchasing stations yet, and there isn't even a scrap metal yard in the town. Therefore, the sales channels for these herbs have become a problem.
Grandpa Yu frowned, seemingly pondering how to resolve the matter, but Wei Mo wasn't worried.
At worst, I can just ask my family to help me collect them, but how to explain my traditional Chinese medicine is also a problem.
As everyone returned home, Qian Manman, who was most familiar with the kitchen, saw the two buckets of oil and a large bowl of noodles on the floor, and her eyes lit up instantly.
He quickly found Wang Zhenhua, who was sewing shoe soles inside the house, and said,
"Sister Wang, Sister Wang, did you buy the noodles and oil?"
Qian Manman seemed to have asked a pointless question, but Wang Zhenhua smiled and said,
"These were sent by Wei Mo's father's comrade-in-arms. There are still many more. I think we should treat ourselves to a better meal. Let's have fried dough twists for dinner! Manman, do you know how to make them?"
Upon hearing Wang Zhenhua's words, Qian Manman's eyes lit up, and she nodded frantically. "Fried dough twists smell so good!"
In this era of scarcity, oil was a rare commodity; it was considered good if a few drops could be added when cooking.
Therefore, fried food is an absolute temptation for people nowadays. Qian Manman nodded while swallowing her saliva, and tentatively asked,
"Sister Wang, shall I start now?"
Wang Zhenhua looked at Qian Manman's greedy expression and nodded, saying...
"Go ahead and make as much as you can; the twisted dough sticks are also good for godparents."
Grandpa and Grandma Yu initially wanted to object to this waste when they entered the house, but when they heard their goddaughter say that she wanted to show her filial piety, they were moved.
The two elderly people swallowed their words, their faces filled with joy.
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