While counting her family assets, Qiu Yuling kept buying and selling. The faster the growth cycle, the better. The speed at which her livestock could be sold was enough to relieve her anxiety.
Even the forest walking race showed no improvement.
Qiu Yuling moved all the vegetation visible outside inside, and even a large area of black and purple fruit had grown. Oh yes, in the previous life, people called it black wolfberry, and it was said to be the king of anthocyanins.
There is also sea buckthorn, which is unique to this area. However, it takes four seasons to grow in the wild, spring, summer, autumn and winter, and is harvested in winter. She has also transplanted a large area of it.
There is also a kind of small red desert fruit that looks like both wolfberry and sea buckthorn, called "white thorn fruit". The locals call it "sour fat" and also call it desert cherry. It can be seen everywhere on the ground.
Qiu Yuling also discovered this that day after looking through a book. It can be used to treat symptoms such as spleen and stomach weakness, indigestion, and neurasthenia. Furthermore, white thorn fruit can be used as a sand-fixing plant to combat desertification. It is from the same family as the black-purple fruit mentioned above, but with a different color.
Surprisingly, when she spread the seeds on a large scale in the race walking forest, not only did they grow more luxuriantly than those she had carefully planted, but the purchase price of the system mall after the harvest was also higher.
Qiu Yuling completely opened up new ideas.
Yes, her knowledge was limited. She only classified vegetation based on whether it was edible or not. It was not until this moment that she realized how magnificent the gift of nature was. She was so shallow.
From then on, she collected any plants she came across that were not in the space, and accidentally harvested not only enough wild vegetables, but also many plants with medicinal value.
Her Cistanche deserticola was sold at a high price. This treasure, known as the gold of the desert, can be found wherever there are Haloxylon ammodendron trees. It can be used to make wine, soup, tea, powder, etc. Qiu's mother and others even eat it cold when it is fresh.
It's such a waste of talent!
There is also "Cynomorium songaricum", which may not be seen everywhere in the desert and Gobi, but it has saved many people's lives in recent years. Qiu Yuling didn't know its efficacy before. There was a small bundle of dried ones at home, and Qiu's mother sometimes put it in soup or boiled water.
Qiu Yuling now understood that it was also a Chinese herbal medicine, with the effects of strengthening the body, preventing aging, and nourishing the kidneys and strengthening yang. The corners of her mouth twitched.
She was just pretending to pull weeds outside now. Most of the time, she smuggled some weeds directly from the space, and then picked up a handful here and there on the way.
Many families in the team, however, compared themselves to Qiu Yuling when it came to raising their children. My friends felt it was unfair, saying they also pulled weeds at home after school every day, but they just weren't as quick as their sister, Ling.
The door creaked open, and Qiu Yuling hurried out of the house and saw that her mother had just taken down the door bolt from the outside. Her family often did this. During the day, she would only put the crossbar up, but would not poke another piece of wood into the hole below, so that people who came home later could open the door from the outside by themselves.
"Dad, Mom, why did you come back together?" Qiu Yuling thought that her father would not be able to come back that day.
In her previous life, she had always lived in a big city in the south, and it took an hour to drive from one city to another. But in this life, she found that it took ten minutes to walk to visit a neighboring brigade, and the distance between two brigades was even greater.
It reminded her of her roommate in college, who was from a small town in the northwestern border area and whose family was a farm. At that time, when everyone was introducing their own backgrounds to each other, a classmate said that it took her an hour to go to school by bus, and more than 20 minutes to ride a motorcycle to visit her neighbors.
They all laughed and expressed their disbelief. She said that the road she arrived at was more than ten kilometers long after riding a motorcycle for twenty minutes. In addition, the road was not good, and sometimes they had to cross the desert to make a path by themselves.
Since arriving here, she fully understood that it was indeed beyond her expectation that Mr. Qiu and his party could return on the same day.
Mr. Qiu never treated anyone coldly just because they were children. Even when Qiu Yuling was so young, he treated her as an adult and talked to her on an equal footing.
When Qiu Yuling asked about it, he patted his chest mysteriously and said frankly that he would not feel at ease if he stayed outside for another second.
Qiu Dashan had already gulped down two large bowls of fennel tea in a row, and only had time to speak after he swallowed the third bowl.
It turned out that they had been marching all day without stopping for a moment. They rode donkey carts where there were donkey carts and took tractors where there were tractors.
I went straight to the alley in my memory, walked back and forth three times but still couldn't find the hidden "trading market" that I had been to once.
He was so anxious that his palms and soles were sweating, but Qiu Dashan, taking advantage of his youthful appearance, hesitantly grabbed a passing woman, stuffed a handful of dates into her mouth, and asked if she knew where he could buy food nearby without a ticket.
The old lady saw that the father and son were tall but looked frail, and she understood that they might be short of food at home again. She quietly pointed out the way so that the father and son would not run around like headless flies.
After some inquiries, Father Qiu finally found his childhood playmate. What connections did he have? He went to him with the mentality of giving it a try. Since his parents passed away, he heard that they had gone out to make a living.
The last time they met at the grave during the Qingming Festival, the other party had some feelings for each other since childhood, and he could understand something of it. That's why he came to the door today to see if there was any way to connect them.
Although Mr. Qiu is honest at home, he is also very decisive when it comes to standing up outside. After his childhood friend understood his purpose, he made him wait for half an hour and negotiated on his behalf. After some bargaining, he finally traded the small yellow croaker directly with the boss over there for 700 yuan.
However, considering Mr. Qiu's honesty, he was given 10 industrial coupons, 10 cloth coupons, and 2 Tang coupons.
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