Chapter 54 Harvesting Magnolia Officinalis
Yang Chunyan didn't want to talk about the past. She looked up at the blooming Magnolia officinalis flowers. "The fruits of Magnolia officinalis flowers will not mature until September or October. The fruits can also be sold. We will pick them then and dig up small Magnolia officinalis trees to plant next spring."
"It takes so long!" Zhou Huaian looked at her with sparkling eyes, "Yan'er, why didn't I realize before that you know so much?"
It makes me feel that I am not worthy of you.
"I learned it from my old man." Yang Chunyan looked at him, "I didn't even finish junior high school. You have a higher level of education than me. As long as you study hard, you will definitely know more than me."
Some of her knowledge of medicinal materials she learned from following the old man to dig herbs, some was taught by Doctor Wang and his grandson, and some was learned from watching short videos in her previous life. Most of the time, she still read the herbal books that Doctor Wang bought for her.
Zhou Huaian chuckled, "You are brainwashing me again."
"It's up to you whether you want to listen or not." Yang Chunyan drank two sips of water and stood up. "Let's pack up and go back. I'll bring my sister-in-law and the others here tomorrow and have a good fight."
Zhou Huaian looked at her, "Aren't you going to Ning'an tomorrow?"
Yang Chunyan put the purple ganoderma on the ground and turned to look at him. "Let's get up at four o'clock and sell the herbs and eels. It will be just right for us to come back again."
Zhou Huaian suddenly felt a headache, "Aren't your legs sore? You walked such a long way, and you came to cut Magnolia officinalis in the afternoon. Is it necessary to work so hard?"
Yang Chunyan raised her eyebrows, "If you don't work hard while you are young, when you are old you will be like that wild dog at the village head, with no food to eat?"
She paused and continued, "You have to push so many things, and it is indeed a bit tiring to come to the mountains. You can rest at home tomorrow afternoon."
Zhou Huaian looked at her, deeply moved, "Really? Yan'er, you are so kind to me."
Yang Chunyan smiled and nodded, "Silly boy, we are a couple and we have to live together for the rest of our lives. If I exhaust you, I will be the one who suffers." After that, she continued to pick purple Ganoderma lucidum.
Zhou Huaian looked at her for a while, then picked up a sickle and went to the bushes to cut vines to weave baskets.
Yang Chunyan picked out the purple Ganoderma lucidum from the backpack and poured the flower buds from the sack into the basket, just filling it up.
She carried the sack of chicken shit vines to her backpack, tied it with a hemp rope, and turned around to see Zhou Huaian walking towards her holding a bunch of vines.
"Should I make a bigger one or a smaller one?"
"It's such a big pile! Let's get a bigger one!" Yang Chunyan took the machete, "You make the basket, and I'll peel some Magnolia bark."
Zhou Huaian nodded, picked up a sickle and sorted out a bunch of vines. He selected a dozen thicker ones and cut them into the same length, then placed them in an open space to form a cross.
Then use the long and thin strips to cross and wrap around, circle by circle, until you feel it is the right size, bend the cane upwards, weave to a certain height, and slowly close it upwards...
Yang Chunyan went back and cut some more, and Zhou Huaian had already finished weaving the basket.
"Yan'er, ok, have you finished cutting it?"
"Alright." Yang Chunyan tied up the rolled Magnolia officinalis with rattan and turned around to see him stuffing straw into a cylindrical basket. He also used thin rattan to weave a handle on the basket. "Not bad. I didn't expect you can weave baskets."
"That's not that difficult!" Zhou Huaian glanced at her proudly, "I've seen an old man compile it before. You'll learn it after reading it a few times."
"I know you are smart!" Yang Chunyan smiled and put the Magnolia bark into the sack, took out the urea bag from the backpack, and put the machete and sickle into the backpack.
Zhou Huaian picked up the sack, placed it horizontally on the backpack filled with mountain osmanthus and spatholobi, and tied it up with a hemp rope. "Don't forget to make honey later. The multi-flower honey is very delicious during this period."
Yang Chunyan smiled and nodded, "I remember it, I haven't forgotten it."
Zhou Huaian lifted two backpacks and squatted in front of the backpack filled with Magnolia officinalis. "Help me carry it."
Yang Chunyan walked to the back and helped him lift it up, and then Zhou Huaian helped her carry the backpack. The two of them walked down the mountain, leaning on a bamboo pole in one hand and holding a medicine hoe in the other.
When going down the mountain, just hold on to the backpack straps and hold on to the ground with your toes to avoid falling.
Zhou Huaian sighed, "It's too heavy. Carrying such heavy things every day, my husband and I are almost like old oxen." He said loudly, "When I make money, I will buy a cow and ride it into the mountains to dig herbs."
Yang Chunyan laughed and said, "A cow is more expensive than a bicycle! Are you willing to give it up?"
Zhou Huaian rolled his eyes at her, "It's all your fault! You've made me work like a slave every day! Oh my god, the more I think about it, the more it's not worth it. I work myself to death to make money, and then I use the money to buy a cow, and then I buy a cow and stuff it into a bun, but it's empty-handed. Damn it, you sit there with your legs crossed every day and don't feel comfortable!"
Only this lazy weirdo would have such an idea!
"Why don't you think about it? Buying a cow can help us plow the fields and pull things, and you can save a lot of trouble!
By then, those gossipy women in the village will be jealous of me! Who dares to say that you are the prodigal son of the Zhou family? "
Zhou Huaian curled his lips, "I don't mind if someone says something nice to me. It's not a problem if I can make my wife and I happy."
Yang Chunyan turned her head and said, "If we are lucky, we will get another one with that thing. Then we will be rich."
Zhou Huaian's eyes lit up after hearing this, "That's right, how could I have forgotten there was such a thing!"
Yang Chunyan smiled secretly: It’s a good thing to daydream!
Zhou Huaian looked at her with great interest: "Yan'er, when we buy cattle, you go and pick them out. You can recognize which ones have bezoars and which ones don't."
"Okay, we'll go pick them together then."
The uphill road was a bit steep, and the two men, carrying such heavy loads of herbs, felt too tired to talk, so they just started to hurry on their way.
In the woods, besides the sound of birds singing, there was also the heavy breathing of two people.
When they reached a bumpy slope, Zhou Huaian took the lead and stretched out his hand to Yang Chunyan, "I'll pull you up."
Yang Chunyan took a deep breath, held his hand, and climbed up the steps.
Zhou Huaian looked at Yang Chunyan, who was sweating profusely from exhaustion, and pursed his lips, "Yan'er, take a break. I can't walk anymore."
"Okay!" Yang Chunyan stretched out her hand, "I'll help you put down the backpack."
"Let yours go first."
Zhou Huaian saw that she was so tired that her face was red and she was breathing heavily. Suddenly, he felt a little sad. He stepped back and helped Yang Chunyan put down the basket. They sat down on the ground.
Zhou Huaian took off his hat and fanned Yang Chunyan, "Would you like some water? I'll get it for you!"
"Hmm!" Yang Chunyan stretched out her legs and pounded her sore legs.
Zhou Huaian took the kettle and handed it to her, "Shall I rub it for you?"
"Forget it, you're tired too! Let's go after we catch our breath. Otherwise, the longer we sit, the less we'll want to move." Yang Chunyan handed him the kettle. "When we get up there, you'll still have to dig out some honey!"
Zhou Huaian nodded, "If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten it!"
The two rested for a while, drank some water, and continued on their way.
When we reached the spot where all the mountain incense had been cut, we walked a little further up and came to the maple tree that had left the mark. We put down our backpack and sat down to rest.
(End of this chapter)
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