Chapter 18: The Mountain Wasteland

After a while, Grandpa also carried more than 20 chickens up the mountain to graze. The black dog saw the Kuang Dejun brothers and sisters and ran up happily.

Wang, Wang, what the hell is the little master surrounding an iron cage?

"Leopard, on the tree inside is the dendrobium I planted, and under the tree is Ganoderma lucidum. In the future, I will give you a task, and I will herd chickens in Qishan with my grandfather during the day, and take care of this experimental site for me by the way. Kuang Dejun took the leopard in his arms and combed it with shiny black hair.

Kuang Yibin also felt novel about the iron net surrounded by his grandson, and Kuang Dejun patiently explained it to his grandfather.

"Grandpa, I met a medicinal herb buyer in Gangdong, he taught me the technique of growing medicinal herbs, I decided to try it, if it is successful, I will make a fortune by growing medicinal herbs in the future. Kuang Dejun saw that the chickens raised by his grandfather on the mountain, all of them were strong and fat, these chickens ate the insects and tender grass on the mountain, and cooked them after slaughtering, and the meat soup was sweet, which was quite popular with the villagers.

Therefore, the chickens raised by my grandfather have never been marketable, but they are less than a certain weight, and Kuang Yibin never sells them.

The two mountains of Qishan are connected together, there are more than ten acres of ridge land, and there are several acres of non-sandy texture at the foot of the mountain.

While on the mountain, Kuang Dejun received a message from Sanqi.

"Brother, is it true that Mr. Chen said that you have Ganoderma lucidum and Dendrobium officinalis?" asked Mo Guorong.

Just asked about the market of Chen Biaogen's medicinal materials, and he thought that he had these two medicinal materials.

"Senior brother, I heard from the people in the village that someone picked Ganoderma lucidum and Dendrobium officinale in the Xiashan area, so I asked Mr. Chen about the market. When I have time, I will also go to picking, and when the goods are available, they will be sent to Chen's head office. Kuang Dejun felt that it was not appropriate to declare that he had begun to try to grow medicinal herbs too early.

"Senior brother, what a coincidence, I have something to ask you for. Kuang Dejun took a video of the few acres of sand at the foot of the mountain and sent it to Mo Guorong to see. He asked, "Do you think my acres of soil are suitable for planting some medicinal herbs?"

"The sandy texture is suitable for growing gastrodia, do you have mistletoe, oak, millet and other tree species on your mountain? If you have these trees, you can try to make gastrodia. Mok Guorong said.

coincides with Kuang Dejun's idea, to cultivate honey ring bacteria to grow gastrodia, and he understands these techniques.

"If you want to plant, I can send you a packet of gastrodia seeds. Mr. Chen actually has a breeding base, and I can teach you the problems that you don't understand technically. Mok Kwok-wing felt that Kuang Dejun's experience was strikingly similar to his own, and there was also a barren slope.

"Junzi, if you want to grow gastrodia, you can go and ask Kuang Deshou, he planted medicinal herbs for people in Nanyun when he was young. Grandpa heard him call someone to say that he was planting gastrodia, and couldn't help but interject.

"Kuang Deshou is nervous, can he also grow medicinal herbs?" Kuang Deshou is the same generation as the German army, and he is the oldest of the German generation, one or two years older than Kuang Debao.

Kuang Deshou had three sons, and Kuang Peibao was his third son. There are two people who are the most unreliable among the Kuang people, one is Kuang Xiuhua, who has a body of psoriasis, is lazy to eat, and has been a single man all his life, without a woman. The second is naturally this Kuang Deshou. He couldn't go to the field to work, he said: "It's impossible to want me to farm in this life." "Every day, I go to the beach opposite the Yuedu River, and I am fiddling with and looking for strange stones.

He said to others: "Don't look down on me, I will take a strange stone and sell it, and you will not be able to make so much money in your life." What kind of person am I, Kuang Deshou, the first person with an artistic vision in Qianqian Village, do you understand art? I can't tell you who are uneducated. ”

Kuang Deshou, who was nearly 60 years old and claimed to be educated, was looking for him at his house when Kuang Dejun saw his eldest son Kuang Peihai carrying the pebbles piled up in his room with a basket and pouring them into the earthen pit.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, tens of millions of assets have been wasted for you. Kuang Deshou sighed repeatedly.

When Kuang Peihai put his two wooden stools, two bed boards, a mat, and a quilt in a corner of the living room hallway, he stopped lamenting. He has no status in the family, and the women dislike him, and the children hate him, and anyone can yell at him, because he has to rely on the alms of his children for three meals a day.

"It seems that I am going to go up the mountain with Yibin Gong to raise chickens. Seeing Kuang De Jun from afar, Kuang Deshou seemed to have found a way to survive for himself.

"Yibin Gong is nearly 80 years old, and he earns thousands of yuan a year by raising chickens, and he can still support himself. And you, as for you, are a rice worm that only consumes food. Kuang Peihai's words were extremely ugly, but Kuang Deshou was not angry, when he heard that Kuang Dejun came to ask him for advice on the technique of planting gastrodia, he began to talk again.

From his account, Kuang Dejun knew that he did know how to plant and manage, but a bit of a key technology was also ominous. As long as he has half a bucket of water, it is enough, and other Kuangde troops can also consult the Sanqi guys.

"Brother, there are a few outsiders looking for you at the door of your house. was chatting with Kuang Peihai a few times, and Kuang Renxiu ran to him in a panic.

"Who is it?" I didn't do anything lacking in virtue, so why did people look for me.

"The three of them are fierce, and one of them has a sand cloth wrapped around his arm, and he speaks in a vicious voice, which is very scary!" Kuang Renxiu said.

"Outsiders dare to come to our village, let's go, take a look. Kuang Peihai threw away the basket and called seven or eight neighbors along the road to follow Kuang Dejun and walked towards his house.

Sure enough, there was a broken jeep parked under the banyan tree, three people stood under the eaves of their houses, the black dog and leopard guarded the courtyard gate, hissing and cracking their mouths, and barking, and grandpa Kuang Yibin held a long cigarette stick, and smoked a cigarette.

The second uncle Kuang Xiuchang and his son Desheng also poked their heads out under the eaves, and the third uncle Kuang Xiuguan also looked over from the balcony of the new house.

"Who are the three of you, is there something to do with me?" The two young men on the other side were sturdy and stout, and it was okay to look at the physique that knocked down three or five people. The middle-aged man with a sand cloth wrapped around his arm has a scar on his face, and he looks a little fierce.

"Are you a disciple of Shennong? The other party spoke with a standard neighboring county accent, and Kuang Dejun immediately remembered that this person was a scoundrel who refused to ask for free pills three times.

Hehe, it's really not simple, I actually came to the door. He remembered the cruel words he had said: You are the first person who dares to refuse me. The tone of the standard ruffian bully, what about rejecting you, after drinking so much Xiantian Lingquan water, Kuang Dejun felt that his physique had improved by leaps and bounds.

"You will be given ten minutes to leave my door. Kuang Dejun unceremoniously gave the order to evict the guest, and the black dog seemed to be waiting for his order, and with a wave of his hand, it must be the first to rush up and bite the scarface.

"How do you talk to my boss, believe it or not, Lao Tzu burned down your thatched house with a fire...... "The two young men took a step forward like black gold and steel, sandwiching the Kuang German army left and right in the middle.