A smile spread across his face. "What's up, Teacher Lin?"
"I see they're all quite skilled. You can watch over the herbs picking and searching on the mountain. I'll go down to the foot of the mountain and teach the aunties how to clean them. You pack all the herbs we picked today, and we'll carry them down the mountain. I won't be going up the mountain for a while. I'll teach the aunties how to clean and dry them, and then I'll be leaving."
Yang Guoli's face turned anxious: "Ah, so soon?" He felt that he had not yet thanked Teacher Lin enough for teaching them herbal medicine so that everyone in the village would have food to eat and that adults and children would not starve or have health problems, and then Teacher Lin was about to leave.
Lin Qingqing patted his shoulder and said, "Damn it, you are a promising young man."
She wasn't saying this to comfort him. This young man was responsible, organized, and much more capable than Zhao Xiaobao.
Yang Guoli blushed. He felt that Teacher Lin looked younger than him and spoke like an elder.
"I will definitely do my best. I thank you, Teacher Lin, on behalf of the villagers."
Lin Qingqing waved her hand, signaling him to quickly pack the herbs.
Yang Guoli quickly ran to the crowd and shouted, "Bring here whatever you have picked, no matter how much!" Everyone brought the herbs they had picked and poured them into the big baskets in front of him.
When everyone had finished collecting, he saw that there was more than half a backpack. Satisfied, he gave the backpack to an aunt and asked her to be careful when carrying it down the mountain.
Lin Qingqing waved at him and went down the mountain again with the woman who had just come up the mountain.
Yang Guoli watched a group of people go down the mountain until they were out of sight, then he turned around and went back to his work.
Lin Qingqing and the others went down the mountain and came to the river at the entrance of the village. She asked the women to bring all the tools they had at home to process the herbs.
The women dispersed and went home. Soon they all returned with all sorts of things in their hands: loofahs, pot scrubbers...
Lin Qingqing explained in detail how to take the herbs out of the backpack and how to handle the herbs.
"Aunties, this herb is called scutellaria baicalensis. You see, it only has one stem, and that's what state-owned pharmacies want. Don't soak this herb in water. The skin on the stem is very delicate, so you have to handle it with care and don't press it with hard objects."
"What we need to do is brush off the mud on the roots. Otherwise, when the roots are dried and peeled off, the herbs will be covered with mud, and people won't be able to use them. Also, we only use as much of this herb as we need. The sun is very strong, and if the mud on the roots dries out, it will be difficult to brush off."
The six aunts nodded every time they heard Lin Qingqing say something, just like first graders listening to a lecture, without blinking, looking very serious.
"As mentioned earlier, the stems of this stone grass are tender and rot easily. When we wash it, we can't hold the stems, we have to hold the tail of the grass and brush it. This is not difficult, as long as we are careful."
Since the stems of the stonecrop are full of medicinal juice, if you pinch the stems to wash them, they will rot, so this job can only be done by women.
She explained in great detail and the aunts listened attentively. Apart from some problems at the beginning, where they broke the stone grass, they became more and more proficient and could brush faster and faster.
This is the end of Liutangbao Commune.
I looked at my watch and it was a little past three-thirty in the afternoon. It would take me an hour and a half to get home. It was the perfect time to go back because Sister Xiuhong was treating me to dinner tonight, so it wouldn't be too late if I went back.
After saying goodbye to his aunt, he asked Zhao Lihai to drive to the village entrance and return to the army.
Lin Qingqing felt her back a little stiff when she got in the car. Thinking of Xiaomei saying that it was easy for her to earn ten yuan, she smiled. These ten yuan were not easy to earn.
As the car drove out of the village, it met Zhao Xiaobao and several villagers who were returning with food.
She explained the situation to Zhao Xiaobao, asked him not to get involved with Yang Guoli, and then got in the car and left.
As for what will happen to Zhao Xiaobao in the future, it is no longer her business. After this incident is over, whether the villagers will tolerate him or not is up to them.
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