So Zhang Yi said modestly: "The Taoist is serious!" The juniors are just doing what they can, and they don't have a trace of results to make you so praised, which really makes the juniors feel ashamed! ”

"If you are ashamed, don't say this sentence in the future!" Sun Simiao interrupted Zhang Yi and said: "There are more high-sounding people who talk about it, but there are not many people who stand by example. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Besides, this method is a good method, no matter what others think, at least one thing can be guaranteed, that is, in the future, even the poor people can use medicine in time.

As long as it is effective, we can also make other medicines in the future, so that there will be no more worries about illness in the world! ”

Looking at the rickety old man in front of him, he was still in tattered clothes, and he didn't even have the appearance of a fairy at all. But for the first time, Zhang Yi had the feeling of meeting a saint, in his opinion, Sun Simiao was already an immortal or a saint now, because he had become the purest person who had only become others for the benefit of the race.

In fact, this kind of person exists in every dynasty, such as Wei Zheng in the current dynasty, Wang Anshi who changed the law, or Wang Jinxi, who took the factory as his home in order to increase steel production, these people almost all have a trait, that is, they will infinitely make the interests of the people unlimited, and would rather suffer their own hardships and crimes.

So they are respectable, at least that's what Zhang Yi thinks now.

Of course, when it comes to medicinal materials, although the sky is gradually getting darker, Zhang Yi feels that it is better to go to the field with this deified old immortal, as the so-called professional things let professional people do it, Sun Simiao is a big expert in medicinal materials, let him look at the medicinal seedlings in the field, and it will definitely make Zhangjiazhuang's medicinal material industry take a lot of detours.

asked Lao Zhong to inform a few old people in Zhuangzi, and the two walked slowly towards the ground.

The spring sun is very beautiful in the twilight, and the fiery red light of the sunset makes the whole world more flexible, and along the way, the green shoots are full of infinite vitality.

Sun Simiao likes to walk all the way and stop from time to time to look at the medicinal seedlings in the field, or check the soil in the field, from the perilla field to the Chuanxiong land, and then to the chaihu land, he will check every detail again and again everywhere he goes.

"Daochang Sun, what do you think?" Zhang Yi asked.

He didn't have any experience in cultivating medicinal herbs at all, and he wouldn't have dared to try it if it weren't for the precedent of a large number of medicinal herbs in later generations. But even though he knew he could do it, he was still a little worried. After all, such large-scale cultivation often encounters some difficult problems to solve, such as climate or insect pests.

The climate is good, after all, Guanzhong is very suitable for the growth of herbs, and the common herbs for wind and cold are not drugs such as ginseng or snow lotus that must be grown under very harsh conditions. From this point of view, there is no reason to worry.

But when it comes to insect infestations, it's a bit of a concern.

Because no one has ever planted it in batches, there is no experience, and it is impossible to even have a record of this in the medicine book, let alone the problem of prevention and control. That is to say, if there is a pest infestation in this medicinal land, then the consequences are undoubtedly quite serious, and the direct consequence in the Tang Dynasty without any chemical pesticides is a reduction in yield or even a complete harvest.

Obviously, Zhang Yi didn't want such a consequence to become a reality, so he now very much hoped to hear some methods of prevention and control in this regard from Sun Simiao, even if there was no way, at least he had to know it in his heart.

"Not bad!" After reading the medicinal seedlings of Bupleurum Hu, Sun Simiao nodded and said to Zhang Yi: "It is also the first time I have seen the poor way of growing herbs like grain, but as you said, since we can all grow grain like this, then medicinal herbs are also feasible." I looked at these fields just now, the effect is very good, compared to the wild medicinal herbs in the mountains, maybe because of irrigation or someone to take care of it, each one is much larger, if nothing else, his medicinal power should be greater! ”

"Then does the Daoist have any other discoveries?" Zhang Yi still didn't give up, he didn't want to listen to good words, on the contrary, if he could hear bad news, he felt that it was better than good news.

"Other than that, I didn't find anything else, but ....." Sun Simiao slowly stood up, took out two rice-grain-shaped objects from his hands and said, "You take a look at this first!" ”

After taking it, Zhang Yi looked at it carefully, and the thing in his hand was oval and cylindrical, not big, and very round, in his opinion, it should be an insect egg.

Zhang Yi was a little unsure, then took out one and put it on the nail cover and pressed it gently, and immediately the insect egg turned into a small lump of liquid.

"This is an egg?" Zhang Yi became a little nervous.

"Not bad!" Sun Simiao bent down here again as he spoke, searching among the dirt in the ground, and after a while, several such insect eggs appeared in his hand, and he suddenly stood a little unsteadily, and said: "At first, Lao Dao didn't care, but after seeing so many places, he became alert!" ”

As he spoke, Sun Simiao's face turned pale, and he looked at Zhang Yi, who was dazed, and explained, "This is the locust egg." In fact, there used to be this thing in the ground, but after the frost and snow in winter, most of the locust eggs were almost frozen to death, and even if some survived, it was not very harmful. It wasn't very cold last winter though, so ....."

"So only a small percentage of the eggs were frozen to death this year, and the vast majority survived!" Zhang Yi added coldly: "In other words, in the next period of time, the locusts will gradually hatch as the sun gets warmer and warmer, and then grow wings to harm medicinal herbs?" ”

Sun Simiao closed his eyes weakly, sighed and nodded, and said sadly: "It seems that it is, this time I'm afraid it's another catastrophe!" Once these locusts grow into wings, not to mention these medicinal materials, even the entire Guanzhong may not be able to escape this catastrophe! God knows how many more people will be displaced......"

In June of the second year of Tang Zhenguan, there was a great drought in the world, locusts rose, thousands of miles of red land, and the people who ate the children were even greater! This sentence is the description of this locust plague in the history books in Zhang Yi's impression at the moment, combined with the corroboration provided by Sun Simiao now, he can be sure that the locust plague in history will come as promised without even thinking about it.

PS: It's finally late, but it's finally written, I hope you like it. In addition, when it comes to the Zhenguan locust plague, readers guess what Zhang Yi will think? Livestock eats it, or launches a nationwide hunt? Still is? Welcome to speak! This chapter is considered to make up for the arrears of the Chinese New Year's Eve, today's chapter will be released during the day, and everyone will rest early when it is late, bye-bye!