Chapter 227 Chapter 226: The most beautiful old lady
Yang Chunyan thought for a while, "If you find the right way and work hard, you can still make money. I tell you, as long as you learn the art of growing herbs well.
Further down the hill, the bitter buckwheat heads on the hillside have also become a national protected plant, and its roots can be sold for dozens of yuan per pound. "
Zhou Huaian looked at the field of bitter buckwheat on the hill in disbelief. "You said that the food we feed pigs can be sold for dozens of yuan per pound in the future, and it is also protected by the country?"
"Yes! In my dream, there are no longer so many herbs on the mountain. Sometimes we go out and walk around the mountain for a whole day, but we only dig 10 to 20 kilograms of herbs.
Especially Paris polyphylla, Gastrodia elata, etc., the further you go, the harder it is to find them in the wild. The pioneers have already reached the Melia azedarach trees where we rested down the mountain. At that time, the bitter eggs (Melia azedarach fruit) also sold for several yuan per pound. "
"Yan'er!" Zhou Huaian smiled and walked forward to hug her, "I know what you are worried about. You see, I have changed during this period of time. The lazy Zhou Huaian has become more diligent than a cow.
Also, our barren mountain land has been approved, and I think growing herbs has a future. We will grow herbs well in the future, and I would also like to raise musk deer if there is a chance. "
He added emphasis as he spoke, "No matter how difficult it is in the future, I will not leave you alone, I will always be with you, we will have many children and grandchildren, and you will be the most beautiful old lady when we are old!"
Yang Chunyan didn't expect him to say such a thing. She looked at him for a while and nodded heavily.
Zhou Huaian held her head and pressed it against his chest, "Trust me, I will make sure you live a good life in the future."
Yang Chunyan kept nodding her head, tears streaming down her face.
Zhou Huaian felt a little sad when he thought of what she said. He lowered his head and kissed her temples, pretending to be relaxed and said, "Haer, why are you crying again?"
Yang Chunyan pinched him and said, "Who cares about me? It's not okay for me to cry because I'm happy!"
Zhou Huaian bared his teeth, "Okay, okay, you can cry if you want to, and laugh if you want to!"
Yang Chunyan took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears, then lowered her head and said a little embarrassedly: "I don't want to bother with you, let's go find some herbs."
Zhou Huaian looked at her and snickered, pointing at the bitter buckwheat heads, "Aren't you going to dig these up anymore?"
"The roots of buckwheat are the herb, and we dig them up every autumn." Yang Chunyan thought for a moment, "I had teppanyaki last night and got a sore throat. When we come back and pass by here, we can pick some tender buckwheat leaves and blanch them in water to make a cold dish."
Zhou Huaian took her hand and said, "It's a good idea to grow this. The stems and leaves can be used to feed pigs, and the roots can be dug up and sold in autumn."
The bitter buckwheat looks somewhat similar to buckwheat. In some places, it is also called wild buckwheat. It is a perennial herb that grows more than one meter long.
The rhizomes of buckwheat are all horizontal, the main stem is thick, and many side branches grow beside the main stem. The reproduction speed is very fast, and a large area can be grown once it grows.
The leaves are triangular in shape, the flowers are white, the stems have white soft hairs, the main root is thick and hollow inside, and the stems are reddish-brown.
The tender stems and leaves of buckwheat are blanched and served cold, which tastes good and can also help clear heat.
Pigs particularly like to eat its tender stems and leaves. As soon as they grow out along the edges of ditches and fields, they are cut away by pig mowers.
Later, perhaps due to environmental reasons and over-harvesting, buckwheat became scarce in some places and was listed as a national second-level protected wild plant in August 1999.
The most valuable part of buckwheat is actually its root.
The Chinese medicine name is Kaijinsuo: it tastes sweet and bitter, and is neutral in nature. It has the effects of clearing away heat and detoxifying, promoting blood circulation and dispersing stasis, and strengthening the spleen and removing dampness.
The two walked forward, picked up some porcini, green oyster mushrooms and some shiitake mushrooms in the woods and continued walking forward.
Yang Chunyan pointed at the gray mushrooms on the dead tree in front of her and said, "Huai'an, look, there are so many Ganoderma lucidum!"
Other names of Yunzhi include gray Zhi, Wa mushroom, colorful cloud leather-covered mushroom, multi-colored boletus, red hand, and colorful Yunzhi.
Yunzhi: sweet in taste, neutral in nature, the dried fruiting body can be used as medicine, which has the effects of strengthening the spleen and eliminating dampness, clearing away heat and detoxifying.
Versicolor is a solid annual fungus with a single cap that is fan-shaped, semicircular or shell-shaped, and often stacked in an imbricate or rosette shape. It is leathery to semi-fibrous, lateral and sessile, and grows on the cross-section of felled stumps or fallen trees.
Zhou Huaian took a look and said disdainfully: "No one likes to eat this."
Yang Chunyan smiled and said, "Yunzhi tastes pretty good, it's also a medicinal herb."
Zhou Huaian became interested after hearing this and followed her towards the dead tree. "Look, there are still quite a few on the ground. Is this thing as valuable as the tree tongue?"
"How about taking a look first?" Yang Chunyan put down the basket and looked at the mushrooms on the tree that looked like gray tiles or clouds. "These are in good condition. They should be able to be sold for the same price as tree tongues."
Zhou Huaian patted the mushroom caps and used a sickle to pry up a pile of mushrooms as big as a bowl. "It's better to pick mushrooms. Each mushroom weighs a pound."
Yang Chunyan cut off a flower with a sickle and put it in her backpack. "Look carefully in the forest, I should be able to find a good Ganoderma lucidum!"
"Din-Din Cat said there are many snakes and insects in the forest. Let's go in after he and the dog are better."
Zhou Huaian pried the two flowers off the ground, and some people came to help her pick the flowers from the trees. After picking them all, she filled half of her backpack. "It's a good harvest for this trip."
Yang Chunyan nodded and picked up the basket, "Let's go a little further."
They ignored the brush mushrooms, trumpet mushrooms and milk mushrooms in the woods, and picked up some chanterelles, big-foot mushrooms, and a few chicken mushrooms with their umbrellas opened.
A scent wafted in with the breeze, and Zhou Huaian pointed ahead, "Yan'er, there's a mountain full of fragrance."
Yang Chunyan looked over and saw, "It's a huge area. They have cut down all the incense at the foot of the mountain."
When the two of them got there, Yang Chunyan saw that the earthen slope they had pointed to was covered with saxifrage with small pink flowers, and there were a lot of wild sweet potatoes growing on the earthen mound next to it. "There are still a lot of saxifrage and wild sweet potatoes over there."
Zhou Huaian took a look and said, "Let's cut all the osmanthus and tiger grass, and the backpack will be full."
Yang Chunyan nodded, put down the basket and backpack, and said, "Cut the osmanthus fragrans and save some of the osmanthus fragrans that have already produced seeds. I will come back to collect some seeds later."
"Yes!" Zhou Huaian put down his backpack, "If we dig up these easy-to-grow herbs in the mountains, we can plant a lot of land, right?"
The two men took out sickles and just started cutting when they heard a "cluck, cluck" sound. A frightened pheasant flapped its wings and flew out from the grass.
Yang Chunyan was startled, but before she could shout, Zhou Huaian, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, had already thrown the sickle in his hand, which hit the pheasant's butt with a dull "puff" sound, and the pheasant fell down in the fragrant bushes on the mountain.
Zhou Huaian happily pushed aside the incense all over the mountain, stepped forward and grabbed the pheasant that was trying to run away, "Haha, the hen is still fat!"
Yang Chunyan smiled and said, "Get some vines and tie them up. Take them back and stew them with mushrooms. It's perfect for eating!"
"Okay!" Zhou Huaian went to cut a sweet potato vine and tied up the pheasant. "Yan'er, there are so many wild sweet potatoes. Do you want to eat some?"
Yang Chunyan looked up at him and said, "Pick some good ones and bring them over."
(End of this chapter)
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