, drugs that make people avoid mosquito bites.

In particular, the fact that the bitter intestine grass can treat the injuries of animals made Guo Mianmian immediately think of the wolf eight who had recurred from the old injury.

Wolf Bazhi has become so weak because of this, and his consciousness of not living forever is caused by old injuries, if he can find a way to make Wolf Bachi eat bitter intestine grass, maybe he can cure Wolf Ba's old injuries, so it is not impossible to live another three or five years.

Pressing down the excitement in his heart, Guo Mianmian told the bitter intestine grass about the injury of the wolf eight, and asked: "After so many years, it will be very happy, is it too late to eat you to treat the injury now?" ”

As soon as the words fell, a large group of bitter intestine grasses shouted excitedly: "It's time, it's time!" It breathed another breath that could be cured without a fatal serious injury. ”

Later, a bitter intestine grass added: "Your wolf eight colleague is too weak, you can't eat too much at once, and you have to eat for a long time, at least half a year!" ”

Speaking of this, as if thinking it was too embarrassing, this bitter intestine grass reminded very beautifully: "We are really bitter and bitter, your wolf eight colleagues are not happy to eat us, if you just eat one or two bites, it will be useless." ”

Guo Mianmian waved his hand and said with faith: "It doesn't matter, Wolf Eight is very obedient, when the time comes, I will make you into balls, wrap them in minced meat and let Wolf Eight swallow them together, so that you don't have to be afraid of bitterness." ”

Wolf Eight's body is too weak, and even his stomach is very weak. Even if it likes to chew bitter intestine grass raw, she doesn't dare to give it to it! If you vomit after eating it, it will kill the dog!

After listening to Guo Mianmian's words, the large piece of bitter intestine grass finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the research on the twitter seemed to have been swallowed by the wolf, and it was a very honorable thing to be used as an insect repellent by Guo Mianmian.

This is indeed a very honorable thing for the bitter intestine grass that has been on a mission and has been waiting for many years.

Guo Mianmian no longer had to worry about it, dug up a bitter intestine grass with a shovel, and rushed down the hillside with a basket on his back, telling Zheng Rin and others about his new discovery.

Zheng Rin and the others had never heard of the bitter intestine grass, let alone the results of the bitter intestine grass. As soon as he heard Guo Mianmian say that this herb could heal Wolf Ba, he didn't ask to let Wolf Ba eat the bitter intestine grass, and no one questioned what Guo Mianmian said.

It's just that the taste of the bitter intestine grass is really too heavy, even if the wolf is seriously ill, most of the sense of smell is lost, it may be able to smell this taste that makes it very unhappy, when Zheng Chang handed the bitter intestine grass to its mouth, it clearly skimmed over and didn't look at it.

No one was happy to force the wolf eight to eat the bitter intestine grass, seeing that it was so disobedient, Guo Mianmian pointed to the place where the bitter intestine grass was located and proposed: "There are a lot of bitter intestine grass over there, I think you might dig some up first and bring it back, and then make a pill and wrap it in the meat for the wolf eight to swallow!" Although the effect of the drug will be greatly deducted, you can make up for it by eating a little more. ”

Regarding this proposal, Zheng Rin did not suggest, and Zheng Chang, as the owner of the wolf eight, did not suggest, and the two said in unison: "Okay, just do it." ”

Animals do not have the same IQ as humans, and they will also use plants to eliminate internal parasites, detoxify, etc

Many of the most common are domestic cats and dogs, when they feel indigestion or eat poisonous food, they will eat grass to induce vomiting, one of my cats in the past, once caught a poisonous rat that had eaten rat poison, it found a kind of serrated grass to eat, and everything was fine when it spit out.

Seeing that the sun was about to rise overhead, and nothing was caught except for the snake that the cub had caught, Guo Mianmian asked them to take the cub bear and the wolf eight to do their business, and he stayed in the valley to dig at the grass.

There is a three-hundred-year-old ginseng plant, which can be sold for hundreds of taels of silver, and Guo Mianmian does not need to look for valuable herbs. If she really wanted to make a fortune by digging herbs, she wouldn't have to work so hard to build workshops, build flower beds, and make flower sauce.

Zheng Rin and the others did not find any marks left by large beasts on the side, indicating that this valley was very safe. Seeing that Guo Mianmian was not happy to stay, he did not veto, and he arranged that they would not go too far, and they would return to the valley at noon to rest, and then go to the place together.

As soon as the rest of the people left, Guo Mianmian put the ginseng and the big snake in the back basket on the back of a rock, climbed up the slope with the empty basket and began to dig the bitter intestines. Those bitter intestine grasses rushed to show their fertility, let Guo Mianmian dig them first, and wait for the remaining dwarf ones to grow fat, which made people cry and laugh.

If there is a third person present who can understand the thirst of these bitter herbs, it means that there is no need to think that these bitter herbs are crazy, how can there be those who burn their eyebrows and rush to die!

There are many bitter intestinal grasses, each of which is long and clumps are long, so that a single tree is larger than the palm of a person's hand. It's just that their root system is also very vigorous, and the soil on the mountain is very hard, so it is not easy to dig them out.

"Okay, I'll get here today, and I'll come back to you next time." Guo Mianmian rubbed his sore waist and said to the bitter intestine grass that was still yelling.

The bitter intestine grass that grew in the soil was worried that his companions would not be able to sell it, and Guo Mianmian would not go into the mountains to dig them again, so he begged one by one: "Didn't you come with several companions, can you dig some more and let your companions help bring us back?" ”

"Yes, yes, you have another companion to help you continue digging, come on, come on!"

"Dig dig dig, we can sell for money, sell geometric money."

“……”

was a headache yelled at by a group of bitter intestine grasses, Guo Mianmian knew that it was impossible for her not to continue digging this group of bitter intestine grasses to kill her, so she had to resign herself to holding a shovel and continuing to dig.

Seeing Guo Mianmian digging anew, the group of bitter intestine grass finally became quieter, and endlessly confessed their satisfaction and gratitude to Guo Mianmian. It was Guo Mianmian's consciousness that was held by the bitter intestine grass, and he was laughed at by the big tree.

When Zheng Rin and the others returned with their respective prey, they saw a large patch of bitter intestine grass drying in the valley, and Guo Mianmian leaned on a big stone to rest, looking tired and miserable. In this way, more than half of the bitter intestine grass has not been dug out, so it can only be dug up again the next time it enters the mountain.

This time the hunting harvest was not bad, Zheng Rin and Zheng Chang hunted a big roe deer together, Guo Shu and Guo Lin each caught a pheasant and a nest of wild eggs, the little bear cub was empty of four paws and didn't catch anything, who let it grow too fat and the action is not good, can't catch up with the rabbit and can't catch the pheasant!

When Zheng Rin went to chase the roe deer, Zheng Chang held it to help from the side, it deliberately learned from the wolf and howled twice, so that the big roe deer ran to Zheng Rin in a panic and was killed by an arrow.

Guo Lin threw a pheasant he caught in front of his sister's eyes, took out more than a dozen fresh mushrooms from his breast pocket, and said happily: "Let's stew that big snake at noon, stew it with this mushroom must be delicious." ”

Guo Mianmian was tired and didn't want to turn, so he waved his hand lazily: "We brought a small pot, there is a small pool over there, you can slaughter the snake and wash the mushrooms and stew the soup yourself." ”

Seeing that his sister was indeed tired, Guo Lin couldn't bear to let his sister suffer anymore, so he consciously went to the small waterhole with the fungus, and when the fungus was cleaned, he asked where the big snake was.

"It's on the back of the stone, go and get it yourself." Guo Mianmian touched the little bear cub who had just pounced on him, and casually pointed to the back of the stone he was leaning on.

Guo Lin turned to the back of the rock, and at a glance he saw the big snake that was forcibly hidden by the leaves. When he took the serpent in his hand, he saw a ginseng hidden by leaves.

"Ye Ye, son, you, where did you come from?" Guo Lin grabbed the whole ginseng and rushed to his sister's eyes excitedly and asked, it's not that he hasn't seen ginseng, but it's the first time he has seen such a big ginseng, how much silver is it worth!

Guo Lin's different voices were heard by Zheng Rin and others who were picking up firewood not far away, and as soon as they looked up, they saw the ginseng in Guo Lin's hand, and ran over one by one to take a closer look at the ginseng, but they couldn't confirm how old it was after all.

Facing everyone's puzzled eyes, Guo Mianmian reacted that he only told his colleagues about the bitter intestine grass, and forgot to say that he had dug up the ginseng, so he said that the ginseng was accidentally discovered when he was digging the bitter intestine grass, and hid the big tree and another piece of ginseng.

"Mom, you're so lucky, it's really terrible!" Guo Lin covered his throbbing chest, and looked at his sister with some jealousy: "Dig up a few bitter intestine grasses and find ginseng, your brother and I have gone up the mountain no less than a hundred times, and I have never encountered it." ”

Guo Mianmian looked ridiculous, spread his hands and said something very bad: "No way, shit luck is not something that everyone can step on, the second brother has accumulated more good deeds in his life, maybe his luck will get better." ”

Guo Lin didn't believe this at all, and his demeanor became more and more resentful: "I haven't seen you do good, your luck is better than others." ”

Guo Mianmian smiled and said nothing, if she did good, she would be rewarded, maybe she did good deeds in her previous life? Otherwise, how many people can die and be resurrected in others, and still have the special ability to communicate with plants? She only did a few merits in her previous life that others would do, and it was not enough to be treated by God, so it could only be her previous life.

A few people took the ginseng and studied it for a while, and then the fun was lost, and it was wrapped in cotton and placed in Guo Mianmian's back basket. However, Zheng Rin reminded Guo Mianmian and said: "Such a big ginseng, the year should not be low, if there is no shortage of silver, keep it, and you can also use it in the future." ”

What Guo Mianmian lacked was silver, she shook her head and said, "Or sell it, I won't be able to live if I hide it at home." What she didn't say was that this mountain is so big, there are so many places that no one has set foot in, and there must be ginseng that is even older. If she meets again, she stays in case she needs it.

Seeing her say this, Zheng Rin didn't persuade anymore, pointed to the big roe deer and said, "Later, we will go hunting elsewhere, if we can find something, we will take this to the city and sell it the next day, if you sell ginseng, you will go with me the next day!" ”

"Okay, let's go together the next day." Guo Mianmian was in urgent need of money, so he naturally wouldn't sell the ginseng after it was processed, so he happily agreed.

……

Guo Lin, a person who has never even taken a spoon, asked him to stew snake soup is indeed a tyrannical thing, and Guo Mianmian's cooking skills are good, and he has not made snake soup yet, so he handed over the matter of snake soup stew to Zheng Rin, who has an extremely rich livelihood experience in the wild.

As far as Zheng Rin is concerned, making snake soup is no problem. Peel the skin, shred, blanch, then add water, add mushrooms, add seasonings, and soon a pot of fragrant snake soup is ready.

Zheng Chang was not idle, he slaughtered a pheasant, stuffed the wild onion and wild ginger he found into the chicken's belly, smeared a layer of salt inside and out, and then wrapped it in leaves and mud and buried it in the fire under the soup pot to roast.

Everyone used a bamboo tube filled with water to hold a bamboo tube of snake soup, and then ate the cake they brought together, and the taste was no worse than that made at home. When a pot of snake soup and two pieces of bread went down, the stomach was filled for seven or eight minutes, and then the pheasant buried in the fire also came out of the fragrance.

The little bear cub also feasted on it, drank a bamboo tube of snake soup and ate five flatbreads, not to mention, but also wrapped the dismantled pheasant bones, and looked at the belly seemed to be a little rounder.

When it was thirsty and rolled to the edge of the waterhole to drink water, Guo Mianmian hurriedly followed