As the old saying goes, live by the mountain, eat by the mountain; live by the water, eat by the water.
In the early years, many brave people in Mengjia Village went into the mountains to hunt.
But there are basically no people who are interested in medicinal materials.
The main reason was that before Dr. Zhang settled here, there was no doctor in the village and no villagers had the idea of selling medicine for money.
When Doctor Zhang came, the status of traditional Chinese medicine was at its lowest point. The educated youth from the city would occasionally educate everyone about the struggle outside, and no one wanted to learn medicine from others.
Feng Yijia, who had been wandering for decades, could barely be considered to have experienced the era of information explosion in later generations. He flipped through the pages of a book, looking at the pictures and introductions of Chinese medicines such as Ganoderma lucidum, Dendrobium, tiger bones, snakes, centipedes, and scorpions, and felt that exchanging medicine for money was a good idea.
She had seen the first three types in the mountains, and the last three types were everywhere in this place, and the prices seemed good.
When Xu Xiuping pushed the door open to deliver the medicine, she saw someone reading a book intently.
He put down the medicine bowl, stepped forward and asked, "Do you understand?"
Feng Yijia smiled and nodded: "Not bad!"
Then he asked carefully: "Auntie, I want to go pick herbs to sell, is that okay with you?
The Fritillaria, Polygonum multiflorum, and Achyranthes bidentata mentioned in the book seem to be found in the surrounding mountains!"
She didn't mention snakes and scorpions because she was afraid of scaring people. If she mentioned tiger bones and Ganoderma lucidum, people would probably just think she was daydreaming. It was better to be more conventional.
Hearing this, Xu Xiuping was very surprised. She thought this girl was just like other people who had not received proper education and could not read a single word.
I didn’t expect that someone who spends all day either working in the fields or at home could know quite a few words.
When he looked at Feng Yijia again, there was a hint of regret in his eyes. Such a good student wasted like this.
Otherwise, he might be a college student.
Knowing that she was penniless and had a hard life, Xu Xiuping hesitated and said, "It's okay, but collecting herbs is dangerous!
Although the militia has gone into the mountains with guns many times in recent years, and big animals like wolves and wild boars have not been seen coming down the mountain for a while, no one knows whether they are still in the mountains.
Besides, there are many snakes and insects in the mountains, and if you get bitten...
Feng Yijia interrupted the other person's words of persuasion and said, "It's fine if you do it, I'll just be careful not to go into the mountains.
As for snakes and insects, they're not uncommon even at home!"
This is true. The other day, when Xu Xiuping was carrying firewood, six or seven small snakes fell out of a bundle of wheat straw. They crawled all the way from the firewood pile outside the yard to the kitchen, and she was so scared that she almost fainted.
That is to say, her family has snake and insect repellent medicine prepared by Zhang Jingan, which is better.
It is common for other families in the village to see snakes under beds, on roofs, in corners, and anywhere else in the house.
Seeing that no one objected, Feng Yijia shamelessly pointed to a few books she had picked out on the table and said, "Auntie, can you lend me these books?"
"We're moving to the city soon, and we can't take these basic books with us. I'll leave them for you if you want to read them.
What's the point of borrowing or not? "
After saying that, Xu Xiuping sighed. The girl was forced to do this because of life. She had no food to eat, so who would care whether it was dangerous in the mountains?
She looked at the man's sparkling eyes, thought for a moment and said, "If you really want to learn these, I'll let your Uncle Zhang teach you well!"
It is better to have someone to guide you than to rush into the mountains without knowing anything.
Feng Yijia nodded happily and thanked him.
Xu Xiuping didn't say anything more. Thinking that she and her husband would soon be leaving the village, she quickly went out to talk to her husband about this.
Hearing that Feng Yijia wanted to collect herbs to sell, Doctor Zhang did not mind the trouble. He went up the mountain the next day and picked some valuable herbs from the nearby mountains and brought back a few. He taught people how to identify, collect and prepare them.
There was not much time left, and Zhang Jingan was worried that people would not be able to learn much, but he did not expect Feng Yijia's performance to be beyond his expectations.
I remember everything clearly without him having to say it a second time.
While sighing and lamenting, the professor's range of medicinal herbs also became wider.
Not to mention that his soul had been floating for more than 20 years, Feng Yijia, who was much stronger than ordinary people, was easily learning knowledge related to various medicinal materials while recuperating from his injuries.
Meng Sheng traveled along the mountain road for most of the night. Seeing that it was almost dawn and they were not far from Mengjia Village, he started to move.
He secretly observed the gentle slope on the side of the road and felt that no one would die if he fell down. So he took advantage of Meng Chengliang, who was sitting next to him, squinting and yawning, and flicked out a stone that he had been holding in his hand for some time, and accurately hit the red soft flesh on the cow's butt.
With a moo, the cow, which was walking slowly at first, suddenly stretched out its four long legs and ran forward like crazy.
The mountain road was rugged and uneven, and the cart pulled by the ox was like a small boat sailing in the stormy sea, and people were thrown into the air from time to time.
After a sleepless night, Meng Chengliang's confused mind hadn't reacted yet when he was thrown off the ox cart and rolled down the hillside by the road, screaming miserably.
Meng Sheng listened, his heart calm. He held the cart tightly with his hands and shouted with concern: "Uncle Liang! Uncle Liang!..."
When he felt the show was almost over, he found a place with fewer rocks, let go of his hands, hugged his head, and rolled off the ox cart, also making ah, ah sounds as he rolled down the mountain.
As for the out-of-control mad ox cart?
It’s not mine anyway, so I won’t feel bad even if it gets lost.
After rolling for a short distance, he was blocked by a big tree. Meng Sheng lay on the ground with a few minor injuries and scrapes on his body that were bleeding, but he didn't even frown.
Instead, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes flashed with interest in the darkness. He reached out and slowly smeared the blood from the scrape on his arm on other conspicuous parts of his body before standing up and continuing to act.
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