Uncle Yaozi, your snake medicine is really spiritual. The fat man took a bite of the big cake, took out a chopstick head of wild vegetables, swallowed it in two clicks with a big mouth, and then picked up the wine bottle, and poured a big mouthful, where can you still see that he was still unconscious just now.

The old medicine man sighed twice, and his heart spoke: The fat man's physique is really amazing, it seems that all the snake venom has been removed, he can eat and drink, and there is nothing to do.

When I saw that the fat man was eating sweetly, everyone remembered that they hadn't eaten yet. So they picked up their chopsticks and devoured them.

When the fat man saw it, he said very heartlessly: "Dare you all wait, what are you waiting for, I will eat by myself when I wake up, and I don't need you to accompany me." ”

Lao Yaozi glared at him: Sleep? To put it lightly, you may not wake up for a long time this sleep, you know?

In fact, the fat man really didn't know, and after he had eaten and drunk enough, he wiped his mouth: "What about that damn snake?"

"I've been told to solve it. Wang Sanpao replied, he saw that the fat man was bitten by a poisonous snake, and he was so angry that he swung his knife and cut the poisonous snake into several pieces, and even the noodle bag was cut out several times.

The fat man scratched the back of his head, and then said mysteriously, "Guess why I was bitten by a poisonous snake?"

"I guess you saw it with two black eyebrows, and you thought it was the same breed as the one at home, and you wanted to catch it back and catch the mouse. Only then did the old medicine have the intention to cut out the snake gall bladder and soak the bile into the wine bottle.

"Not really. I'm a good thing in the woods. The eye is all drawn to it. As a result, the vipers below were ignored. Otherwise. It's up to me. I can even call a snake to bite!"

"Don't brag. What the hell is it? Isn't it immortal?" Immediately came the spirit. The fat man found immortal grass in this forest last year.

The fat man shook his head: "No. Guess again. ”

"Can it still be an old mountain ginseng?" Wang Sanpao was also interested in being seduced by the fat man.

"Not really. Let me tell you. It is a reishi mushroom. The fat man smiled and announced the answer.

"I thought it was something good. We have more Ganoderma lucidum on this mountain. Nothing new. I don't usually use this to make wine. Generally, it is two or three years. It's not funny. Ganoderma lucidum. It has to be years old to be precious. "When I heard the old medicine, it was Ganoderma lucidum. Full of disappointment. He goes into the mountains every year. You can see several strains of Ganoderma lucidum. Generally reluctant to pick it.

"Wouldn't it?" the fat man patted his head: "If that's the case, I'll die unjustly, and I'll be injured in vain for a worthless broken thing." ”

Wang Sanpao couldn't help but comfort the fat man: "Not necessarily, in case you run into enough years." Besides, since the Ganoderma lucidum you saw is guarded by a poisonous snake, it may have become the climate. ”

It is said that many animals can feel the attraction of some rare things to them by instinct, and they consciously or unconsciously wait beside them, so Wang Sanpao will have this saying.

The fat man recalled the passage of the Lingzhi land, and strengthened his opinion, so he jumped up from the ground: "Let's go, let's go and take a look now." ”

"Pull it down, it's dark and blind, let's go and see it tomorrow, we can't run away from it anyway. The old medicine man pressed the fat man down again.

The fat man rolled his eyes, and he no longer insisted: "Eat and drink, we should also go to bed, I just woke up, so I will stay vigil first, and you all go into the tent." ”

Of course, Li Qiang and the others disagreed: "Fat brother, what you say is also an injury number, and I don't need you today." After saying that, he pushed and shoved and got the fat man into the tent.

There was nothing to do all night, and early the next morning, the fat man crawled out and shouted: "Uncle Yaozi, get up, look at my Lingzhi." ”

The old medicine was not very vigorous, and he was pulled into the woods by the fat man's arms. Lin Lao was also more interested and naturally followed, while the others packed up their things in the camp and prepared breakfast.

"Look, that's it. The fat man pointed to the stump of the tree with the Ganoderma lucidum with his hand, and then shouted to be careful, and the red tassel gun in his hand flew into the air.

"See if it's good or not, it's a tree root. The old medicine man muttered.

The fat man scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Isn't it like I've been bitten by a snake for ten years, and I've been afraid of the well rope for ten years." ”

Lao Yaozi and Lin Lao squatted next to the stump, observing this purple-red Ganoderma lucidum. Under the moisture of the morning dew, the three umbrella covers of Ganoderma lucidum are brighter and brighter.

Lao Yaozi flicked it lightly with his hand, and saw some yellow powder coming out from under the umbrella cover. The fat man looked at it and wondered: Will Ganoderma lucidum still smoke?

Lin Lao and Lao Yaozi glanced at each other, and then nodded: "This Lingzhi is at least fifty years old. Fatty, I didn't expect you to really meet Bao. ”

"Hehe, I'll just say, a little injury has to be rewarded. The fat man grinned, his heart was open, although he didn't know what the concept of fifty-year-old Ganoderma lucidum was, but it was definitely a good thing.

"Uncle Yaozi, how can you determine the year of Ganoderma lucidum?" The fat man looked at this Ganoderma lucidum, and there was still a little question in his heart that he couldn't solve.

"The main thing is to look at the lines on it, which are similar to the rings of trees. The Ganoderma lucidum here grows very slowly, has experienced severe cold and heat, and will leave some traces of life every year. Lao Yaozi continued to solve the fat man's doubts, and it was the first time he had encountered such a long-term Ganoderma lucidum.

The fat man looked at the largest umbrella cover, about the size of a plate, on both sides

It's about the same as the mouth of the bowl. On the top of the umbrella cover, there are layers of cloud-like patterns, and the annual rings are called.

"Is this picked?" The fat man originally wanted to transplant the lingzhi into the wooden box, but now that Lao Yaozi and Lin Lao also knew about it, they had to be cautious.

"In my opinion, it's better to let it continue to grow. We have heavy snow here in winter, and it is not easy for Ganoderma lucidum to survive the winter. Because of this, the medicinal properties are also higher. It's a pity to pick back decades of Ganoderma lucidum. "Old Yaozi said what he thought. After getting acquainted with the fat man, his mind slowly changed, and when he saw the precious medicinal herbs, he would definitely pick them without hesitation. After all, only when you get it into your own hands will you really belong to yourself.

The fat man subconsciously looked around: "What if I ask someone else to pick it?"

Everything in the forest is ownerless, and whoever sees it belongs to whom, even if you put up a sign next to it, it's not easy to use.

Old Yaozi nodded in agreement, and then he heard the fat man say again: "Uncle Yaozi, you said that if you even get the big tree stump below, can you do it?"

"Living is definitely alive, but Ganoderma lucidum absorbs the aura of the mountains and forests, which is what the weather is like today, if you get it to the bottom of the mountain, it is estimated that it will be in vain, it is better to pick it now." "Lin Lao has seen artificially cultivated Ganoderma lucidum, it can grow into a few months, although the appearance is also imagined with Ganoderma lucidum, but at most it is similar to mushrooms, it belongs to a kind of fungus plant, it can be called "Zhi", but it is not "Ling".

The fat man smacked his lips: "This thing is similar to ginseng, artificial cultivation land, that is carrots, only real wild ginseng, is genuine." In my opinion, let's transplant it to the ginseng garden. ”

"Do you still have a garden?" Lin Lao was very surprised.

"It's a mouthful. The fat man then thought that the matter of the garden had been hidden from Lin Lao, so he said twice: "It was built in front of the radar station, and I originally wanted to lead you to take a look, but the soldiers grabbed you and didn't let go, so they forgot about this stubble, and wait until you go back and see." ”

Lin Lao nodded: "Now there are fewer and fewer real wild ginseng, even if there is, it is not enough years, if you can really establish a wild ginseng cultivation base, although it is a little worse than really growing in the old forest, but it is also rare." ”

"We also have this idea, now there are four or five ten-year ginseng trees in it, and the rest of the land is one or two years old, and it needs to be developed slowly. The fat man couldn't help but sigh.

"Hehe, little fat man, don't worry, I'm not a killer of chickens and eggs. "Lin Lao has been experienced for a long time, and of course the fat man can't hide this little bit of caution from him.

The fat man scratched his head: "We don't believe in others, do we dare not believe that you are old, you are here on behalf of the Party Central Committee." ”

Several people couldn't help but look at each other and laugh, and then, remembering the location, they went out of the forest together, and when they were about to go down the mountain, they were transporting this Lingzhi back.

After a simple breakfast, everyone continued on their way. Lin Lao and Lao Yaozi concentrated on collecting medicines, while the fat man concentrated on collecting saplings. It is rare to see a lot of yew trees along the way, and some of the trees must be more than hundreds of years old.

Of course, the fat man will not be polite, and he picks small saplings to dig. If you count the saplings in the forest near Gushantun, it should be enough to plant more than a dozen acres of yew.

As the altitude increases, the temperature gets cooler, especially in the morning and evening, just like at the beginning of spring.

Fortunately, everyone was prepared and changed into skins one after another, only the fat man was like no one, and it was still a two-big cloth shirt. Everyone is noisy, and fat people are anti-freeze.

The surrounding woods are also gradually changing, mostly coniferous forests, and occasionally, there is a birch or mountain birch forest. Other shrubs and grasses, however, have grown very low and are almost entering the alpine tundra.

That night, he camped in a birch forest, and the fat man also knew that he would be able to reach the top of the mountain tomorrow and be lucky enough to see the seven-star heavenly pool again.

Thinking of this, the fat man's heart moved, and a black spine suddenly appeared in his mind, and the flag-like dorsal fin on it.

"Hopefully I'll see this guy again this time. A surge of anticipation welled up in the fat man's heart.

Lin Lao stood in front of the Yue Birch Forest, looking at the iron birch trees that had experienced the vicissitudes of life, and was silent for a long time. The fat man could understand his mood at the moment, when the fat man saw the iron birch tree for the first time, why wasn't it like this.

"Be like this, never bow your head, no regrets. Lin Lao finally sighed, the iron bones of this iron birch tree are really admirable.

"Elder Lin, I'll show you a good thing, they grow in the Iron Birch Forest. The fat man's heart suddenly moved: should I also get a batch of iron birch saplings and bring them back, and keep them for planting alpine rhodiola.

However, can rhodiola rosea still be called "alpine" rhodiola if it is transplanted from the high mountains? Without the baptism of the treacherous environment of the plateau, will they still have the original curative effect?

In front of a clump of alpine rhodiola, the fat man expressed his concerns to Lin Lao.

Lin Lao pondered for a while, and then asked rhetorically: "A soldier, if he has not experienced the rain of bullets on the battlefield, can never be regarded as a real soldier. ”

The fat man scratched the back of his head, feeling a little regretful in his heart. However, it soon became easy again: it was good to be here, at least no one cared, hehehe......