Several apprentices were immersed in the joy of harvest and ate the honey as if it were a meal. After each of them ate a pound of honey, they smacked their lips in satisfaction.
"Hehe... I feel so comfortable. I have never been so happy before."
"Honey is good, but... I don't want to eat it again in my life, ahem..."
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Zhao Wei rolled his eyes at a few people, and it felt like Zhu Bajie eating watermelon.
"Alright, this queen bee can only collect this much for now, we can think of a way to get the rest later!"
"I just saw a thousand-year-old jadeite in that crevice, but there seems to be a snake nest there. Do you have any good suggestions?"
Under his guidance, the five apprentices soon found the so-called snake's nest.
The cave was only as big as a bowl, with some snake scales fallen next to it, which looked quite scary.
The five disciples started chattering.
"Uh... Master, what is Qiannianrun? Is it valuable? If it's not valuable, let's... not take the risk of picking it!"
"That's right. The last time you picked that thousand-year-old ginseng, it was so scary. Now I occasionally have nightmares about you falling off a cliff!"
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"You guys...are really..."
Zhao Wei was not sure what to make, he just gave some scientific advice on the effects of Qiannianrun.
"To be precise, the scientific name of this thing is Dendrobium officinale, which is known as the first of the nine immortal herbs. It has the functions of nourishing yin, promoting body fluid, and strengthening muscles and bones. It is a top-grade herb that delays aging. Do you think it is worth the money?"
There are tens of thousands of medicinal herbs in this world, and many of them grow wildly like weeds. They can be obtained as long as the herbalists are diligent.
But this kind of thousand-year-old moisture is hard to come by, and now that you have come across it, you must pick it.
When the few people heard this, they didn't feel that shocked except that the name of this herb became more famous.
It was not until Zhao Wei told them that each herb was only one or two yuan per ounce and was not rare.
But if it is cultivated through cuttings, division, etc., and allowed to grow on a large scale, it will be much more valuable than growing grain.
After all, how much is a pound of grain worth?
After hearing that this thing can be planted, these people were tempted, and Er Laizi even rolled up his sleeves and expressed his opinion directly.
"It's just a snake den. How can you not fix it with just a few spicy strips?"
"You all watch me!"
The second beggar found a place, spread some yellow water, and played with the mud there.
Several people knew what he wanted to do, but it was a bit shabby, so they all stayed away from him because they thought he was too coquettish.
He looked at her with disdain: "Tsk, it's not like you didn't play this game when you were little, you're just being pretentious!"
He used a large leaf to scoop up the kneaded mud and put it into the bamboo basket. He picked up some gravel on his body, then grabbed a stick and started to move.
Tie a rope around your waist and carefully lower yourself to that position.
The snakes in there reacted quite quickly. As soon as he came down, they had already poked their heads out of the cave, staring at him eerily.
When the big mouth opened, Er Laizi hit it with a stick in panic.
It missed, but hit the rocks and soil nearby, causing dust and smoke.
He was afraid that the snake would wrap around the stick, and he would not be able to get rid of it, and it would bite him, which would be a disaster.
After this scare, the snake shrank back into its hole in fear.
It was at this moment that Er Laizi saw the opportunity and threw the small stone in without hesitation.
The stone would still hurt when it hit the body, and it forced the snake to hide deeper into the cave.
Er Laizi was waiting for this moment. In order to prevent the snake from coming out, he kept pouring stones and mud into the cave.
Soon, the basket of mud he brought was empty.
The depth of this cave is also eye-opening. No matter how many snakes there are inside, they are all trapped in the jar.
Now we just need to block this place temporarily, and then we can pick Dendrobium safely and without worries.
This thing grew in the cracks of the rocks. After digging for a long time with a small hoe, I finally got it out.
There happened to be some mud in the basket, which could be used to nourish the roots of the plant.
When he breathed a sigh of relief and was about to say hello to the person who was pulling him up, he heard a sharp bird cry.
He instinctively looked up in the air and saw a big eagle flying towards him.
I was so scared that I cursed "Wow!" and quickly pulled the rope and shouted for help.
The only weapon he has for self-defense is a small medicine hoe.
On the top of the mountain, Zhao Wei naturally also saw the ferocious bird, but he was busy pulling people and could not loosen the rope, and he did not have a third hand to shoot.
As luck would have it, just when they were feeling anxious, they heard a dog barking coming from the woods.
The voice sounded familiar, yet still a little far away.
Zhao Wei shook his head and didn't take the dog's barking seriously. It was probably a jackal or a stray dog.
There is no way Dahei would appear here.
It was at this time that Er Laizi's frightened cry was heard. The damn bird was already close at hand, and he waved his arms, trying to scare it away.
Bang!
A deafening gunshot rang out, followed by the screams of the ferocious bird, which frightened several people so much that they almost slipped their hands.
"Hiss... Who fired the gun? It was so accurate! I hit the target..."
"That was a close call. If it had been one o'clock in the evening, Senior Brother would have been bullied by this bird!"
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Several people hurriedly leaned their heads out to look around, but the ferocious bird was gone and the person who fired the shot had never shown up.
There was no time to think about anything else. Just pull the person up first.
Er Laizi finally landed safely, staggered away from this terrible place, and then sat down under a pine tree with weak legs. He was probably really angry, and he cursed the bird that caused the accident over and over again.
It was at this time that he felt a burst of damp heat behind him. He reached out to touch it, and his hand was filled with a foul odor...
The news spread quickly in the village. Some people came to inquire eagerly, while others shook their heads and muttered: "How can a few broken wooden boards and a few rotten wood turn into honey and mushrooms? Don't mess around!" But Zhao Wei didn't care about these rumors, and worked day and night with his apprentices.
Half a month later, in the morning, Zhao Wei lifted the wooden board in the cellar, and a few clusters of snow-white oyster mushrooms were emerging from the cracks in the rotten wood, like small umbrellas. He carefully picked the largest one and sniffed it. The rich aroma of mushrooms mixed with the smell of soil hit him in the face. "It's done!" He rushed out of the cellar holding the oyster mushrooms, his voice full of uncontrollable excitement, "Let's go and give two to Aunt Zhang next door to try!"
At the same time, good news came from the beehives in the back mountain. When Zhao Wei pried open the first beehive board, amber honey dripped down the honeycomb, gleaming in the sun. Er Laizi reached out and took a little taste, grinning and laughing: "It's sweeter than the wild honey I stole!"
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