Chapter 132 131: You woke up the mountain god
Yang Chunyan turned around and shouted, "Huaian, there is a chicken blood vine here!"
Zhou Huaian casually threw a few big-foot mushrooms into his backpack, walked over quickly, and looked at the thick vine in front of him. "I've heard of chicken blood vine. It can cure rheumatism if you soak it in wine. It turns out that the flowers of this thing are quite beautiful."
Yang Chunyan nodded. "It's been a while since it got this thick. Bring the machete and cut it off. We'll pull the vine down."
"Let me see, where should I start?"
Zhou Huaian put down his backpack, climbed up the slope with a machete, looked for a while, grabbed the vine, swung the machete at the root several times before cutting off the vine at the bottom.
When you pick up the vine, you can clearly see the circles of red at the broken end.
Zhou Huaian grabbed the vine and walked down the hill, "Yan'er, this is really Chicken Blood Vine. I was worried that you might have made a mistake."
"Don't you even look at who I am? How could you make a mistake?" Yang Chunyan glanced at him arrogantly.
Zhou Huaian pulled the vine stem a few times, stepped back to her side, and kissed her quickly, "You still look a bit like a young person!"
Yang Chunyan gave him a glare and asked, "Do you think I'm too old?"
Zhou Huaian winked and said, "How dare I, how dare I!" and moved closer again.
Yang Chunyan reached out and pinched the soft flesh on his waist.
"Hiss~hiss~" Zhou Huaian rubbed the place where he was pinched exaggeratedly, "Last time I pinched it black, and you do it again!"
Yang Chunyan made a pliers gesture to him and said, "Use the pliers again!"
"Yan'er!" Zhou Huaian looked at her with great sorrow, "You must have learned bad things from my third sister-in-law!"
"..." Yang Chunyan rolled her eyes at him, grabbed the vine and pulled it hard, causing the petals and leaves to fall to the ground.
"Watch me!" Zhou Huaian rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to grab the chicken blood vine. "Men are needed to do physical work! 1, 2, 3, come on 1, 2..."
Yang Chunyan glanced at him and said, "Keep your voice down. You've even woken up the mountain god!"
"Foolish boy, it would be great if the mountain god wakes up. Who knows, he might see that this is the family that just worshipped the big pig head. Hey, isn't this the one that gave us a musk?"
Yang Chunyan rolled her eyes and said, "Dreaming in broad daylight is wishful thinking!"
"Little sister, you still have to dream!"
"I can't argue with you!" Yang Chunyan stayed with him and grabbed the vine again.
Zhou Huaian also stepped forward to help, and the two of them worked together to pull the chicken blood vine that was wrapped around the tree trunk down another three or four meters. They even broke the tree fork, but they were still not done pulling it down.
Zhou Huaian simply picked up a knife and cut down the tree that was entangled by the vines, and then he got out the chicken blood vine that was wrapped around it.
"If it were stretched straight, it would be about 16 or 17 meters long. I'm afraid it must have been several decades long."
"It will take at least several decades!" Yang Chunyan looked at the chicken blood vine that was twisting like a python, picked up the fallen petals on the ground and smelled them. "We found it a little early. If it's a few months later, when it pods, we can get some seeds and plant them back."
"That's easy. We can just go up the mountain and look for it after we harvest the grain."
"This is the only way." Yang Chunyan said as she picked up the first few sections of Cistanche that had been cut off. She found that the circles of red at the cut ends had turned like chicken blood after coming into contact with the air. "Huai'an, do you think it's red like chicken blood?"
Zhou Huaian took it and touched the broken part, and found blood-red liquid oozing out. "That's weird! It wasn't this red when I just cut it off!"
"I once heard Doctor Wang teach me that Millettia reticulata is rich in iron. When its stem is cut, the longer the cut surface is in contact with the air, the redder it becomes."
"People with culture still know more."
Zhou Huaian stepped on the chicken blood vine and placed it on the ground. The vine lost its elasticity and it was much easier to cut. It was cut in four or five strokes. "Yan'er, save a section when you go back and make wine for the old man and the others."
"Yes. My old man said that chicken blood vine soaked in wine has the effect of promoting blood circulation and activating collaterals. Drinking it can relieve rheumatic bone pain."
The two men worked in the woods for half an hour before they cut the chicken blood vine into short sections.
Yang Chunyan gave him a fig and said, "Eat this and take out the basket to put chicken blood vine in."
Zhou Huaian took it, broke it open, looked at it, ate two in a row, and looked at Yang Chunyan again, "Are you hungry?"
Yang Chunyan handed him two and said, "It's a bit. Eat the fruit and then we'll eat."
Zhou Huaian looked at the bag of lunch boxes on the ground and asked, "What delicious food did mom prepare for us this morning?"
Yang Chunyan thought for a moment, "There are taro, corn cakes, salted vegetables, four sea eggs, and I also picked up a few pickled chili peppers."
Zhou Huaian thought of the meat buns he had eaten that day and swallowed his saliva. "Yan'er, if we can catch some musk, we'll go buy a hundred kilograms of wheat and grind it into flour to make buns and steamed buns."
He had been eating this thing all year round and was tired of it, but he would have nothing to fill his stomach if he didn't eat it.
Yang Chunyan smiled and said, "That's not a high requirement. As long as you catch it, you can buy a thousand kilograms. The prerequisite is that you can't go into the old forest."
Before that happened, she had to prevent him from entering the old woods to prevent the same mistake from happening again.
Zhou Huaian knew that she was worried about him, and nodded readily, "Don't worry, I won't go!" If he wanted to go, he would wait until he followed Lao Xiazi and learned more hunting techniques before going.
Yang Chunyan took out a wet towel, wiped her hands, and handed it to Zhou Huaian, "Wipe it and eat."
After that, he picked up the corn cake and chopsticks, put a scrambled egg on top, added some salted vegetables and a pickled chili pepper, and covered it with corn cake. A country burger was ready.
Zhou Huaian looked at her and smiled: "What kind of foreign way of eating is this?"
"No matter what country it's from, I guarantee it'll taste good!" Yang Chunyan said as she handed it to him, "One bite of corn cake, one bite of taro, guaranteed to be delicious!"
"My wife made this. Even the raven medicine tastes good!" Zhou Huaian said as he took a big bite. "Hmm! It's really comfortable to eat like this!"
Yang Chunyan rolled her eyes at him, took two bites and thought it was delicious. "When I fried the corn cake, I added some sweet potato flour. This way it will be more glutinous and chewy! It will taste even better if it's hot."
"I can cook." Zhou Huaian said, thinking of Wang Zhen buying him a second-hand bicycle. "I wonder if Doctor Wang helped us buy a bicycle?"
"I think since Dr. Xiao Wang has asked, there should be a 90% chance that I can buy it!"
"Yes, he is just like Mr. Wang, they both say what they mean."
After filling his stomach, Zhou Huaian stood up, brushed the grass debris off his butt, picked up the kettle and took two sips, then began to pick up the chicken blood vine on the ground.
Yang Chunyan looked at his busy figure and felt that he had really changed a lot in the past half month.
After Zhou Huai installed it, he lifted the backpack and said, "Wow, I didn't expect that a few old sticks would be so heavy!"
"How can solid things not be heavy?" Yang Chunyan put the lunch box into a cloth bag and tied it to the backpack. "Let's go and take a look ahead. If there's nothing good, we'll go back."
"Okay!"
The two continued to walk forward and saw a lot of strange-shaped stones in front of them, with a lot of Drynaria growing on them, and a lot of Curculigo growing on the ground.
Drynaria is also called monkey ginger. Because it likes to grow on rocks or trees, the locals call it stone ginger.
(End of this chapter)
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