Ginseng has many functions, it is a very valuable medicinal material, and because the planting cycle is too long, what can be dug up now is a local treasure left by history, and it is basically grown in a very remote and secret place.

And ginseng of this scale is a century-old mountain ginseng, which is even more valuable and unmarketable.

Song Shan predicts that he will be able to grow these ginsengs for seventy or eighty years by virtue of the medicinal power of the water spirit beads, and he is already very satisfied.

But he poured some of the medicine residue in the medicine refining tripod into it, and it actually had a special effect, and the mutations that occurred in a total of seven ginseng plants were like bamboo shoots after the spring rain, which grew up unfatally.

Maybe there is still a bit of a gap compared with the hundred-year-old ginseng, but from the perspective of appearance alone, it is by no means weaker than the average century-old ginseng, and it is definitely a treasure in the market.

"It turns out that the dregs of medicine are also useful!"

Song Shan was very happy to find this unexpectedly, as the scale of abundant agriculture became larger and larger, even if he could have two water spirit beads a day, it was no longer enough.

If the pills refined by these pills can be used, and the remaining medicinal residues can be used to grow these crops, it will kill two birds with one stone.

However, since the last time he casually refined a few pills, he didn't dare to move.

First, refining medicine must have a prescription for refining medicine, according to the prescription of medicine, in order to get rid of the disease, not to throw all the tonic medicine into the refining pill is useful, those few pills, Song Shan has not dared to move until now, for fear of any sequelae.

Second, Song Shan has always been vigilant about the Medicine Refining Ding until now, he always feels that there is a difference between this Ding and the Origin Ding, when he uses the Yuan Ding, he is very relieved, and his intuition tells him that the Yuan Ding is not harmful, but the Medicine Refining Ding is not necessarily.

He believed in intuition, so he restrained himself from using the alchemy tripod.

But if you don't put it here, it will be a waste of the preferential treatment God gave him, so these days, he has begun to collect some recipes based on some ancient books.

In the ancient books of traditional Chinese medicine, there are actually some prescriptions, but they are rarely used in modern times, these formulas were originally used to boil medicine, but refining medicine and boiling medicine, in fact, are almost the same, but refining medicine can get higher efficacy.

However, the matter of the small greenhouse is a secret for Song Shan, he rarely lets outsiders enter his small greenhouse, and the plants planted in the small greenhouse are also more and more precious things, and many of Song Shan's experimental plants are placed here for testing.

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At night.

Fengsheng Village, a dilapidated mud kiln to the west.

In the courtyard of the mud kiln, along a bamboo pole, there is a lamp hanging, under the light, an old man, two couples, four children, are eating, the food on their table is not very rich, but compared with previous years, at least there is a pot of pork.

Before, Fengsheng was very poor, and he could eat enough, but he ate very little meat, and many rural areas had to wait at least ten years before they could have the saying that they liked to eat meat or not, and now in this era, they can eat meat, but the average level of rural families is at most to eat once or twice a week, and if they are poor, they will eat meat once a month.

Today's abundance, for the harvest of this year's share has not yet been settled, but this year's time, most of them can basically receive thousands of wages from Fengsheng, if a family has two laborers, almost tens of thousands, tens of thousands of income a year, in the countryside of ninety-eight years, it is considered a well-off level.

"Tuk Tuk!"

There was a knock on the door outside.

"Who!"

Feng Dayu asked the outside of the bun in his hand with a mouthful, and his teeth were not clear.

"Uncle, it's me, Shanzi!"

A deep voice came from outside the door.

"Shanzi?" Feng Dayu hurriedly stood up and called out to Feng Erjo, the second child closest to the gate building outside: "Erjo, open the door quickly!"

"It's coming!"

Feng Erjo's hands and feet were very fast, put down the steamed bun in his hand, ran over directly to open the door, and welcomed Song Shan in.

"Uncle Da Yu, Grandpa Jiukui, Aunt Ye!"

Song Shan walked over and shouted at the three elders, especially at some of the old people who were already deaf and dumb: "Grandpa Jiukui, what are you eating!"

"Eat steamed buns, do you want to eat them!"

Feng Jiukui is considered to be the older generation in the village, not very old, but he is aging very quickly, and he can barely be turbulent, but he has no self-care ability, and he is not as good as the two old immortal Feng family old Xiucai and the old patriarch of the Song family in the village.

"Shanzi, have you eaten?"

Feng Dayu's daughter-in-law, surnamed Ye, Mingshan married in, is a simple rural woman, she hurriedly asked.

"No!" they gave up a vacant seat, Song Shan sat down straight, and said, "My parents are now bent on the farmhouse, I heard that a tour group came today, how can I care if I live or die!"

"Then deal with the two of you here uncle!"

Feng Dayu shouted loudly: "One yuan, don't go in and take out the bottle of wine before, I'll have a few sips with Shanzi today." ”

Feng Dayu's children have very neat names, the eldest is Feng Yiyuan, the second is Feng Ertiao, the third is Feng Sanmu, the fourth is a girl, Feng Sishu, so she is very good at reading, and now she is in the first year of junior high school, starting from primary school, and taking the first exam every year.

"I'll go!"

Feng Yiyuan is the boss, he dropped out of school earlier than Song Jiang, he worked outside the year before last, and he stayed in Xijing Rongcheng, but he has no education, he doesn't have much ability, he can only do manual work, and he sends all the money back home, which seems stupid.

"No need!" Song Shan waved his hand, took one to touch, dipped some sauce, picked up chopsticks, picked up the egg of fried cucumber, put it on the side of the steamed bun, took a big bite, and said, "I'll deal with a few bites!"

"Then how can it be done!" Feng Dayu is very grateful to Song Shan, and the abundant today is all because of this young man.

It's like their family, an old man is at home, so even if he goes out to work to make money, the daughter-in-law has to take care of the old man at home, there are four children below, three boys are going to marry a daughter-in-law, he is a farmer, life seems to have no hope.

But now it's different, he can go to work in the village, his daughter-in-law can also go to work, and his three sons can also go to work, which is equivalent to five salaries a month, calculated bonuses or something, and he can have an income of 3,000 a month.

This is something that I dare not think.

You know, in the past, he and his eldest son worked hard outside, and they got back at most five or six hundred yuan a month.

"It's fine!"

Song Shan bit the steamed bun and said, "Uncle Dayu, in fact, I came today on behalf of the village committee to discuss with you about the matter of Erjo and Miki going to school!"

"What's there to say about this!"

Feng Dayu said: "The two of them are not reading material in themselves, the salary in our village is high, let them come back to work early, work hard for a few years, earn some money, our family can also build a house, the eldest is this age, and the second and third will marry a daughter-in-law when they grow up!"

He patted Song Shan's shoulder heavily: "Shanzi, I know what you want to say, the village secretary also came to persuade me before, I also know the importance of culture, I don't mean that I don't want to read to my children, but I have to do what I can, our family can read four books, and she can read good books!"

When Song Shan heard this, he basically figured out Feng Dayu's thoughts, this is not a stubborn person, he is a typical rural man, he only sees the immediate benefits, the child grows up, building a house and marrying a daughter-in-law, it has become a big thing, and there is not much patriarchal thinking, the reason why he does not let Nijo and Miki study, is more because he does not want to do useless work.

"Uncle Da Yu, let me ask you, when you chose someone to drive a tractor before, why didn't Brother Yiyuan choose?"

Song Shan asked.

"Isn't that what you say, at least you have to graduate from junior high school, and it's best to have a high degree of Chinese before you can drive!" Feng Dayu said: "Yiyuan didn't finish junior high school!"

"Isn't that right?"

Song Shan said: "No matter what the grades of Nijo and Miki are, at their age, they should not be here, they should go to school to study, at least they must mix a high Chinese certificate, come out, at least when they compete with others for positions in the future, they have a little advantage, they can't be like one yuan, suffer losses!"

"Think about it again, now the policy of our Fengsheng Village is that as long as the village can read, the village committee will provide them with reading, and the village committee will do this, because we have too few people who can read!" Song Shan said in a deep tone: "Uncle Da Yu, no matter when, there is a way out of reading, and you can't let children be like you, who have suffered from no education all their lives!"

Feng Dayu was still a little silent.

"Uncle Dayu, think about it, in the future, our abundant agriculture will definitely get bigger and bigger, and self-disturbance is indispensable to recruit people from the outside, when the time comes, the people in our village are uneducated, and the people outside are educated, you say, is it to use the people from our village, or the people outside!"

"That's naturally ......," Feng Dayu couldn't say any more.

"Uncle Da Yu, the child's future can't be wasted like this!" Song Shan said: "I hope that every Fengsheng person can be like me, study, and have a good life!"

"Nijo, Miki, what do you think?" Feng Dayu's originally stubborn heart was a little moved.

In fact, there is no shortage of two people to work for the family now, and the village committee provides for the children to go to school, so the loss to him is not big, and the most important point is that this lobbyist is Song Shan.

What kind of person is Song Shan, the most able person in the village to read, and the most promising person, he is a role model.