Chapter 22: The Wonderful Old Beggar

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was just white, and it had not yet been brightened, and in the hazy fog, Su Chen and Yang Ling'er went out of the Dingbo Gate in Beicheng and went up the mountain to collect medicine with bamboo baskets and baskets on their backs.

There are several continuous mountains in the north of Runzhou, separating the Yangtze River from the ancient city of Runzhou, namely Garlic Mountain, Xiangshan, Beigu Mountain, and Jiaoshan, which run from west to east, endlessly, and also become the natural screen of the river.

This garlic mountain in the northwest is named because the mountain is full of garlic.

However, the locals also call it the mountain, because during the Three Kingdoms period, Cao Cao led the army south, and the situation in Eastern Wu was critical.

In addition to the famous Battle of Chibi of the Three Kingdoms in this area, "Zizhi Tongjian" recorded: "In the fifth year of Long'an in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Sun Enfu was dying in the sea to Dantu," Enshuai people clamored, climbed Garlic Mountain, and the residents all stood with their burdens, and Liu Yu led the attack and broke it. "It's happening here too.

The green hills are lush and green, and it is the middle of March, and the mountains are full of abundant vegetation, the air is fresh, the fog has dispersed, and the morning dew is shining in the sun.

Since there was no indiscriminate cutting in ancient times, wild vegetation was well protected, and herbs could be found everywhere.

In addition to looking for traces of Panax notoginseng, Su Chen will also pick other Chinese herbs when he sees them.

Yang Ling'er Bingxue is smart, she learned some soup songs when she was a child, and under Su Chen's description, she can also get started quickly, identify the herbs growing in the grass on the ground, and help collect medicines together.

The taproot of Panax notoginseng is conical or cylindrical, with gray-brown or gray-yellow surface, intermittent longitudinal wrinkles and branch marks. stem scars at the apex, surrounded by nodulous protrusions; The breath is slight, the taste is bitter and sweet, but it is not difficult to identify.

This medicinal herb is mainly in Yunnan and Guangxi, the yield is abundant, and it is everywhere in the mountains, but it is not extinct in the south of the Yangtze River.

Yang Ling'er saw that he was carefully digging out the earth, and he couldn't bear to hurt the roots, so he asked curiously: "Brother Su Chen, is this the Panax notoginseng grass you are going to find?" ”

Su Chen smiled and said: "Yes, in addition to the medicine I prepared to dissolve blood and stasis this time, the most important thing is to transplant a few trees back and plant some in the back yard at home, so that it can be mass-produced in a small area. ”

This thing can not only cure diseases and save people, but also a way to get rich, and in the future, Su Ji gold sore medicine can not only be sold to martial arts people, but also to the military, that is a huge profit!

Now Su Chen is poor and afraid, what to do, the first thing that comes to mind is money! Money! Money!

By noon, both of them were grunting with hunger.

"What about the raw chicken I bought before I went out of the city, take it out, and make a flower chicken!" Su Chen smiled slightly, before going out of the city, he passed by the butcher shop Lin Street, and saw that someone was killing chickens and selling meat, so he bought one, and the internal organs were all cleaned up and emptied on the spot, but they had not been boiled in boiling water, and the fur had not been plucked off.

"Brother Su Chen, we didn't bring a pot!"

"You don't need a pot, it's called a flower chicken, just have a fire."

Su Chen is very yearning for the martial arts people in martial arts novels, sleeping in the open air, and doing things called flower chickens in the wild, and he also followed suit once today.

The two came to a stream, Su Chen first wrapped the chicken with water and a ball of mud, and then used a fire to make a fire and roast it.

Yang Ling'er sat on the side, smiling and watching Su Chen make a flower chicken.

After roasting for half an hour, the mud wrap revealed a burst of sweet fragrance, and after the wet mud dried, Su Chen peeled off the outer layer of dry mud, and the chicken feathers fell with the mud, revealing the white and tender chicken inside, and a greasy fragrance suddenly spread out.

"Wow, it's delicious when you look at it!" The corners of Ling'er's mouth were full of saliva.

Su Chen smiled slightly, looking at the adoring expression of the little Lori sister, she still had a sense of accomplishment.

This attempt was very successful, and Su Chen was quite satisfied with his beginner skills.

He was about to tear the chicken open, when a deep voice suddenly came from behind him: "Tear the chicken into three parts, give me the chicken butt." ”

Su Chen and Yang Ling'er turned around in amazement, not expecting someone to come behind them.

At this time, when I looked back, I saw an old beggar who was nearly sixty years old walking from the direction of the woods behind him.

This man had a pig's kidney-like face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, his hair was half black and half white, there was no comb, all of them were scattered on both sides, he was wearing a long linen robe, he was holding a wooden root of unknown material in his hand, and several gourds and wine bottles were tied to the cloth belt around his waist.

This scene made Su Chen, who has loved Mr. Jin's martial arts novels since he was a child, really stunned!

How to have a sense of déjà vu!

Su Chen looked at the salivating old beggar, who had already strode up to him, and sat politely in front of him, speechless for a while.

Is this Uncle Benshan's version of Hong Qigong?

"This little brother, you are stunned, hurry up and tear the chicken!" The old beggar swallowed his saliva as he spoke.

"Good! It's a good ......" Su Chen came back to his senses and thought: Could it be that by chance today, I met a martial arts figure like Hong Qigong?

Although the appearance and temperament are not very similar, the face also looks like a sense of humor, like a trafficker!

But this scene, in his mind, still gave him a sense of anticipation.

Su Chen tore most of the chicken, and handed it to the old beggar with the chicken butt, and said politely: "Senior, please use it!" ”

"Senpai?" The old beggar originally looked greedy and had no temperament, but seeing the young man respect him so much, he was also stunned.

"Little brother, do you know my old name Hanako?"

Su Chen looked at the old beggar's hands, all ten fingers were there, none of them were missing, not the prototype of the nine-fingered beggar, and he was slightly disappointed!

"No, I don't know!" Su Chen shook his head and said: "But I saw that my predecessors had strange bones and talents, and I think they must be extraordinary people, and when I saw them, I admired them......

Su Chen kept thinking about the words of praise, and in his mind, the lines in Mr. Zhou's movie involuntarily appeared.

The old beggar glanced at Su Chen and thought: This is a person among his peers, isn't this set of rhetoric often said by himself, how did he learn it?

Could it be...... He used to be a cheat seller?

The old beggar smiled slightly: "The heroes don't mention the courage of the year, don't talk about those old things, come, eat chicken together!" ”

"Eat chicken together, good luck!" Su Chen smiled, and was also thinking about how to try to find out, is this old man Huazi a person in the martial arts?

If he is really a legendary figure like Hong's predecessors and teaches himself a set of "Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending", he can also walk sideways in the Southern Tang Dynasty.

But if, after this old man called Hanako finished eating, he took out a copy of "Rulai Divine Palm" for himself, did he take it or not?

Su Chen was in a complicated mood, and ate the remaining half of the chicken with Ling'er.

The old beggar ate quickly, gobbling up, like a flower who hadn't eaten for a few days, and the temperament that had just appeared suddenly dissipated completely.

"Am I wrong?" Su Chen's heart became more and more bottomless.