Chapter 2131 Shanqiao
The two of them dug a big hole along the clump of plants and dug out the whole plant wrapped in a pile of mud. Manbao looked at it and felt that the survival rate was very high.
As soon as the roots were exposed, Manbao squatted down to look at them. She felt that they looked very familiar. She carefully cut off a root, smelled it and said, "It looks like a mountain ash."
Manbao wiped the dirt off with her hands, peeled off a layer of skin, and stuffed it into her mouth. After tasting it, she spat twice and said, "It's the root of the mountain ash."
She looked at the lush plant in front of her, then at the roots in her hand, and suddenly realized, "So this is the mountain ash."
Bai Shan asked, "What's the use of it?"
Manbao said, "It can stop bleeding, reduce swelling, and relieve pain. It can be used to treat stomach pain, scabies, rubella, and bleeding from knife wounds. When I treat stomach pain, I often use it together with the root bark of Schisandra chinensis, rush, and plantain."
But she knew Yamazaki Gen, but had never seen Yamazaki.
Manbao looked at Shanqiao carefully, then stood up and looked around.
Koko said, "Except Bai Shan, there is no one else around to watch you."
Manbao said: "He is not someone else."
Anyway, he had seen her harvest cows, sheep, horses, and deer, so it didn't matter if he saw her harvest one more plant now.
Manbao included the Yamashina chinensis in the encyclopedia. There was no picture information of the Yamashina chinensis in the encyclopedia, nor was there a specific description of its appearance, so Keke was unable to figure out what it was called at first.
But as soon as Manbao said it was a mountain ash, it retrieved the corresponding data information, but it wasn't much, just two sentences.
Manbao took a look and found that he knew less than her.
However, I believe that the Science and Technology Museum of the Encyclopedia will research detailed information, and she will be able to check it out then.
Manbao said, "It would be best to research how to best grow this thing."
Since there are people here who specialize in growing it, it means that the roots of the yam collected in the herbal medicine shop are not all wild, and can be cultivated just like Ligustrum lucidum.
When the time comes, I can take some seeds back and let my third brother and the others try to plant them, as they have many mountains at home.
Bai Shan saw the mountain ash disappear with his own eyes. He couldn't help but look up at the empty space seriously. After a long pause, he asked Man Bao, "Is Uncle Zhou gone?"
Manbao nodded.
Koko remained silent.
Bai Shan couldn't help but be curious, "I've always wanted to ask, what does Uncle Zhou do with these flowers and plants?"
He knew that cattle, sheep, and deer could be raised, eaten, and even presented to superiors, but what about the vast array of flowers, trees, insects, fish, birds, and animals?
Manbao said: "Exchange money."
Points are equivalent to money.
Manbao took another look at his total points, which had shrunk a lot, and he felt heartbroken just thinking about it.
She said seriously, "Money can sometimes buy life."
She needs to earn more, otherwise what if she encounters danger when she goes out?
Sometimes, things in this world that cannot be done by human power have to be found in the encyclopedia or mall, and points will be required at that time.
Bai Shan thought of the pills that she had always taken out with a painful look on her face when she was in Xiazhou. He guessed something. It seemed that the pills given by his father-in-law were not made by himself, but bought with "money", and that money was earned from the flowers, trees, insects, fish, birds and beasts given by Manbao.
It’s a pity that the money in the two worlds seems to be different, otherwise they can give the gold and silver to their father-in-law.
Bai Shan felt a pity in her heart for a moment, then looked at Man Bao's round face, which was still wrinkled and distressed, and she couldn't help laughing. She reached out and pinched her cheek and said, "It's okay. We're going out now. We're sure to find a lot of things we haven't seen before along the way. When the time comes, I'll collect them all for you to give to your father-in-law... Uncle Zhou."
Manbao slapped his hand away and said seriously: "I am grown up now, you can't pinch my face anymore."
After saying that, she stared at his cheek, feeling very sorry.
Bai Shan has grown up in the past two years and no longer has the round baby fat. She can't pinch it even if she wants to.
But it was his own, Manbao couldn't help but touch it. It had always been there, and he didn't know when his face would grow longer.
The two men filled the big hole on the ground and then went back with their hoes.
Mr. Zhuang saw them each carrying a hoe and came back. He took a look at their shoes and saw that they were covered with mud. He shook his head and pointed outside, saying, "Clean them up before you come in."
The two of them looked down at their feet, then silently turned around and stood on the grass to clean them.
Yin Huo was sitting in the lobby to rest, reading a book in his hand. There was nothing he could do, he was bored on the journey, so he just read occasionally.
Bai Erlang was also reading a book, but there seemed to be something wrong with the cover. Liu Huan was very close to him, his eyes fixed on his book.
Zhou Liru, who had finished his homework, let out a breath, put away the ink stick, and was about to wash his brush. When he looked up and saw it, he couldn't help but stare at the books in their hands.
After a while, she stretched out two fingers and gently lifted the cover...
Bai Erlang was startled and immediately pulled back the cover that was about to fall off. He looked at Mr. Zhuang with a nervous look on his face. Seeing that Mr. Zhuang was still looking at Bai Shan and Zhou Man outside, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He winked at Zhou Liru.
Zhou Liru had already seen the mystery. He shrugged his shoulders and laughed twice. He took the brush and inkstone out to wash them, came back and put all his stationery into the box. When Mr. Zhuang was not paying attention, he lowered his voice and said, "I want to see it too!"
Bai Erlang also glanced at Mr. Zhuang and whispered, "Ask your aunt for it. This book is also hers. She has a lot of them."
Zhou Liru said, "I want to see what you've read. Which one do you think is the best?"
After all, he was the one who wrote storybooks, oh no, biographies. Now the most popular book in Beijing is still the biography of my second brother-in-law written by him. I heard that every year, students who come to Beijing to take the imperial examinations will buy two sets, one for collection and one for their own reading. As a result, my aunt and uncle can still receive money from the bookstore.
That’s right, the bookstore is still giving money to Bai Shan and Man Bao.
However, Bai Shan and Man Bao no longer have it all to themselves, but instead share it with Bai Erlang. Bai Erlang even takes 40% for himself, while they only take 30%.
Although it was said at the beginning that the three of them thought of the book together, Bai Erlang wrote it and signed it, and the proceeds went to Bai Shan and Man Bao.
But it has been so long since the book was written, but I still receive a steady stream of publishing money. I feel a little embarrassed to keep Bai Shan and Man Bao all to myself.
So I gave some to Bai Erlang.
It is also because of this that people in Chongwenguan like to borrow money from Bai Erlang.
Because everyone knew that he not only had an income from the farm, but also received regular money from the bookstore, and what he received in the past two years was not less than before.
Bai Erlang himself had tasted the sweetness of it. Before leaving, he told Bai Shan, "I want to write a book about a knight traversing the Western Regions with a sword. When we get back, you and Manbao should talk to the bookstore owner on my behalf. I want to share the profits the same way I did with the last two books. What do you think?"
See you tomorrow
(End of this chapter)
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