Digging for medicinal herbs to gain knowledge

The next day, the eldest brother and the third brother went to the market to set up a stall, the fourth brother went to the radio station, and the youngest sister and the second brother went up the mountain early to dig medicinal herbs.

With the knowledge of a herbalist, looking at the mountain in their village, I realized it was a real treasure trove, with medicinal herbs being found everywhere.

When it comes to picking herbs, Shen Roujiao never discriminates against the rich or the poor. As long as she meets someone she knows, she will pick them.

As the saying goes, even the smallest fly is still meat, and hundreds of millions in savings are added up piece by piece.

With the experience from the previous day, they picked herbs deliberately this morning. They only picked those they were familiar with and did not touch those they did not understand or were not sure about. The flour bags they brought were quickly filled.

Following Master Zhou's words, Shen Roujiao went to the place where she dug wild ginseng and turned it over again.

"Ginseng has a habit of growing in clusters. That is to say, if you dig up one in this place, there will definitely be a second one, maybe three or four, or even dozens of them."

Thanks to yesterday's careful marking of the spot where she dug up the wild ginseng, Shen Roujiao found the right place quickly.

I did find a three-leaf ginseng tree nearby and dug out a very small ginseng.

Reluctant to give up, Shen Roujiao and her second brother spread out several hundred meters from the mark, searching with wide eyes. Just when they were about to give up, they found a large tree with five leaves and flowers in a depression blocked by several big trees, and dozens of trees with two leaves just emerging around it.

Shen Roujiao was so surprised that she was incoherent, "My master is your God of Wealth, no, no, your master is my God of Wealth, no, my master is my God of Wealth!"

The second brother Shen Tiancheng used a sharpened wooden stick to carefully dig the ginseng out of the loose soil. The size of the ginseng was just slightly larger than the one he dug yesterday.

"Brother, this one is worth at least this much." She picked up the ginseng that she had just dug out with soil on it, and stretched out three fingers impatiently, her excitement evident in her words.

"Your master wouldn't cheat us, would he? He even dares to cheat the village chief."

Shen Tiancheng got up from the ground, brushed the dirt off his clothes, and recalled the evil things Zhou Huaiyue had done.

That was the day when the educated youth returned to the city in large numbers.

A dozen educated youth in the village heard the news and actively applied for retirement due to illness, poverty or business reasons to return to the city. Only Zhou Huaiyue just ate and slept and had no intention of returning to the city. The village chief was anxious and always looked for him to talk.

After going there many times, Zhou Huaiyue was still not satisfied. He directly took out the "Six-Point" method issued by the Party Central Committee, tapped the first point with his hand, and read it out loud to the village chief: "Actively run the farm well and try to stabilize the educated youth in the countryside. Village chief, you see, I meet this requirement. The countryside is a vast world, and I can do a lot here."

The village chief was complaining in his heart. Among all the educated youth, he was the most lazy and the least productive. Yet he still refused to leave.

Of course, this is secondary. The main reason is that I am afraid he will regret it.

Even a fool knows that a good life comes from returning to the city, and that staying in the countryside to farm has no future. In a few years, he will regret it to death.

In order to be responsible for his future, the village chief tried his best to contact Zhou Huaiyue's family. At their instruction, he took the initiative to help him fill out a sick leave application on the grounds of poor health.

A month or so later, when the transfer documents for all the educated youth came down, everyone else was happy and excited, except Zhou Huaiyue, who had a worried look on his face.

He rushed to the village chief's house with the documents, questioning whether the documents were fake and repeatedly emphasizing that he had never applied for it.

The village chief then told Zhou Huaiyue that it was his mother's intention.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly turned hostile and threatened to go to the city to report the village chief, violating state regulations and preventing educated youth from taking root in the countryside.

I've seen heartless people, but I've never seen anyone so heartless.

The village chief had done all he could for his own good, but he not only did not appreciate it or show any gratitude, but he also turned against her and bit her back, making the village chief so angry that he fell backwards on the spot.

Fortunately, Zhou Huaiyue knew some medical skills and brought the village chief back from the brink of death.

The two of them were even because he cheated him once and he saved his life.

Zhou Huaiyue stayed in the countryside as he wished, and became an ordinary but fairy-like villager. He had no land, no food, no job, and no income, but he was a good painter, and he painted endlessly without sleep or food.

Just like that, he became a well-known lazy man in the village and outside, and everyone called him a lunatic with a problem in his brain.

Shen Roujiao in her previous life couldn't understand it either, but Shen Roujiao who came from the book saw some of the spirit of the "Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove" of the Wei and Jin Dynasties in Zhou Huaiyue.

I understand your madness.

"It doesn't matter whether it's a scam or not, he doesn't want a penny from us. We have the final say on how much we dig and how much we sell." Shen Roujiao used the tool for digging medicinal herbs to carve a clear symbol on the thickest tree nearby.

The dozens of trees around them had not yet grown leaves, so the brother and sister did not pick them. After marking them, they went down the mountain.

The medicinal herbs that needed to be dried were spread out in the yard, and Shen Roujiao carried a small basket and hurried to the master's house to get an estimate of their price.

“Master, Master!!!” She knocked on the door and called out over and over again, but no one responded.

"Why isn't he home again!" Shen Roujiao muttered to herself as she walked to the window, leaned her head against the glass and looked into the room. Sure enough, no one was at home.

Good fellow, that desk is as big as the bed, placed next to the wall, and is filled with drawings, papers and pens. The paintings next to it are piled very high. It can be seen that he really put a lot of effort into it.

A song suddenly popped out of my mind and came out of my mouth.

"Master! Master, I can't hold on any longer. I have always had a dream in my heart. I want to go to Songshan Shaolin to learn martial arts, just like the handsome Superman in the movie, chivalrous and righteous, flying over eaves and walls. Master, how can you be so smooth, with a gun in one line and a stick in one sweep..."

Shen Roujiao, who was singing enthusiastically, turned around and saw Zhou Huaiyue standing at the entrance of the yard, and immediately stopped singing and shut up.

However, from the moment I heard the current Master Zhou being called "Master", there was an indescribable weirdness in his eyes, as if he was looking at a strange gorilla, so baffled that he was speechless!

"Master! You're back!" She pretended to be calm, hiding her embarrassment that made her want to crawl into the cracks in the ground.

"You!" Zhou Huaiyue's face turned dark and blue, his brows knitted together, "You also know martial arts?" His tone was full of disbelief.

"That, that, yes, a little bit, but not much." Shen Roujiao pinched her fingers and drew a gap of less than one centimeter.

Zhou Huaiyue glanced at her and sneered as he walked inside: "Don't show me how to do it. The little you know is nothing!"

He walked to the front of the house, took out bright red sand apples from the blue cloth bag he was carrying, and placed them neatly on the windowsill.

It turned out that they were going to pick fruit.

The God of Wealth climbed mountains and crossed rivers just for food. He could not even see the medicinal herbs all over the mountains. This behavior of treating money as dirt made Shen Roujiao think that it was just right that he was not very smart.

A god, that's probably what he is like.

In her previous life, Shen Roujiao admired people like Zhou Huaiyue the most. Although his life was poor, he knew clearly what he loved and what he wanted, and he always lived out who he was.

In comparison, she is much simpler.

I don't have any passion or ideals. If I have to say what I really love, it's probably money.

Only making money can make her happy and feel at ease. Nothing can replace making money, and all her sense of security comes from making money.

To the extent that, when the marriage encounters a crisis, the other party says that she is a monster, a money-making machine, with no fun, no life, only work and making money.

She really questioned herself, and gradually collapsed in the constant self-justification and self-doubt. But after traveling through the book and coming to this new world, Shen Roujiao has never recognized herself so clearly and firmly.

Because every penny she earned changed everyone she connected with. Because of her, they could live and live with dignity.

"What are you standing there for? I'm not stopping you from eating. Take it." Zhou Huaiyue shook the cloth bag and threw one to Shen Roujiao as he passed by, saying unhappily.

Shen Roujiao caught the fruit thrown to her, wiped it on her lapel, and followed Zhou Huaiyue, "Master, I listened to you and crushed two more ginsengs. Please help me take a look." She took two steps at a time and took out the wild ginseng from the basket.

Master Zhou took the small one first and glanced at it casually. "Leave this to your father to soak in water. It won't sell for a high price."

As he spoke, he took the big one again and rubbed his fingers on the ginseng. "It's heavier than last time, with old yellow skin, tight skin and fine lines, and a flexible shape. It's an aged ginseng."

"Is it more valuable than that tree?" Shen Roujiao raised a finger, meaning that this tree was at least worth three fingers.

"Be braver and add another finger." Zhou Huaiyue took off the key from his waist, opened the door, and turned around to go into the house.

The door was not closed; it was open.

In view of the huge visual impact of his eight-pack abs last time, Shen Roujiao did not dare to approach him. She stood far away from the door and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, I will go to the county to sell medicinal herbs tomorrow. Do you have any instructions?"

"Pay attention to the scale!" Zhou Huaiyue scooped up a handful of water, splashed it on his face, and replied loudly.

"I understand. Master, I'm leaving now." Shen Roujiao took a bite of the red sand apple and walked out. Passing by the house, she saw that the aluminum lunch box she brought skewers of Xiang in was still in the same place as last time, but with a net bag outside. She picked it up and opened it lightly. There was nothing inside and the lunch box was washed very clean.

She re-covered the lunch box, put it in the net bag, held it in her hand, and went home happily with the small basket under her arm.

I sighed along the way: This God of Wealth is so easy to serve, just give him some food and drink, and some paper and pen and he will be yours. Please bless my God of Wealth, may he live a hundred years, and may his love for money never wake up!

When Shen Roujiao returned home, her eldest and third brothers had already finished their stall and were catching up on sleep.

There were three yuan and three cents on the round table in the main hall. The second brother pushed the money in front of her and said, "This is the income from the tofu pudding sold by the eldest brother and the third brother this morning."

"Second brother, from now on, the money from the stall at the market will be recorded by third brother, and the money from selling medicinal herbs will be recorded by you. The two accounts will be recorded separately. All household expenses will be taken from third brother, and all the money from selling medicinal herbs will be kept as savings. It can be used as start-up capital for starting a business in the future."

"Little sister, are you really so sure that we can make a success of the medicinal materials business?" Shen Tiancheng could hear her ambition from her sister's words.

She didn't just want to dig some herbs to exchange for money, it was not as simple as that.