The sun is about to set, and the mountains and forests are quiet.

Eight people stood on the hillside with different colors, and after a tiring day, it seemed that they had finally gained something.

The old man asked, "Are you sure it's a slap."

Liu Hui instantly stumbled a little: "Eh, it is true."

Taking the straw hat away, a ginseng with red ginseng seeds on top was exposed, and the leaves of the ginseng were gently trembling as the breeze blew.

Liu Hui said: "Old man, do you want to take it?"

The old boss had a black line on his face: "Don't take it, leave some mallet seedlings in the mountains, otherwise there will be no mallets in the mountains in the future."

Adult ginseng also grows from small ginseng, and if all the small ginseng is plucked, then there will be no more adult ginseng in the future.

Of course, the reason why the old boss chose to "not take" is because the very young wild ginseng is not valuable.

After harvesting the ginseng seeds, they were scattered around, and then the old leader led the people to continue to press the mountain, and after a while, it was not early and everyone returned to the ground.

After returning to Diwozi, I saw that Wang Shuai had already prepared the meal - rice, pickles, cakes, dried meat, etc.

At this time, the food is already quite good.

Wang Shuai kept asking about the interesting things about pressing the mountain, but unfortunately the others were almost paralyzed from exhaustion, and no one paid attention to him.

Three days passed.

That morning, while having breakfast amid the chirping of birds, Liu Hui said coldly: "I had a dream last night."

"Poof~"

The old man squirted out all the first mouthful of rice porridge, and he was shocked and nervous: "Huizi make it clear, what kind of dream did you have?"

Many ginseng pickers are convinced of the existence of the mountain god, otherwise they would not worship every day with a pious attitude, and dreams often have hints from the mountain god.

For example, if you dream that a tiger eats a man, an old lady shouts to go down the mountain, someone falls and is injured, a family member cries, etc., you have to go down the mountain immediately.

Wang Yuan was also a little nervous, he looked at Liu Hui like everyone else, this time the release of the mountain would not end hastily.

"Well, I dreamed that there were a lot of ginseng dolls running in front of me, and I was so excited, I ran over and grabbed one, and then grabbed two, and then I grabbed them and stuffed them into the basket...... I was getting excited, and Wu Qian woke me up with a fart. Liu Hui said.

In an instant, Wu Qian's face turned red.

"Ahem, it's a good sign, continue to press the mountain after eating." The old man smiled and continued to eat.

After eating, everyone set off under Wang Shuai's gaze, and by the time they arrived at the place where they had finished work yesterday, more than 2 hours had passed.

Everyone was about to start pressing the mountain in a row, and suddenly, Wu Qian glanced to the right, and instantly the soul was furious: "Blazing!!"

"Where, where?"

"Get a shotgun!"

"Don't panic!"

It's definitely a bad thing to meet a bear in the mountain, especially when you don't know how far away the bear is, many people instantly break out in a cold sweat.

A big black bear stood not far away, terrifying, and there were two fluffy cubs next to him, stupid and cute.

"Roar!"

The big black bear also seemed to be startled by several people, and ran away with the two cubs, and soon disappeared into the dense woods.

Wang Yuan put down his shotgun and grinned.

Liu Hui sighed: "I feel like I've been closed by the ghost gate, and I'm scared to death, I'm sweating."

"Why didn't you see it just now?"

"I really didn't notice, tsk~ bear bile is very valuable, if you can hunt him down......"

"Hunt a fart, you can't kill the cubs, you young people don't respect the mountain gods and don't follow the rules, if something happens, crying dad and calling your mother's funeral will be over."

The old man has a black line on his face, and although he likes the respect and praise of young people, he is very tired of the recklessness of young people, because in the vast forest far from people, some mistakes will cost him his life.

After the episode, everyone continued to press the mountain.

In the afternoon, the group also found "Zhaotou" on a large pine tree, and Zhaotou carried a large ginseng nearby, and then cut off a rectangular piece of bark and recorded information on it.

Now Wang Yuan and the others encounter Zhaotou, there are three bars on the left and six bars on the right.

"Hiss~ Three people, dug up a six-horse leaf, this is a fortune!" The old man was full of envy, jealousy and hatred, and the wild ginseng of the six leaves was basically a hundred years of wild ginseng.

Hundred-year-old wild ginseng is very expensive, even in this era of lack of food and clothing.

In the blink of an eye, a few more days passed, and it was raining outside, so everyone rested in the ground and did not go out.

Thundered~

Thunder rang out, bean-sized raindrops crackled into the woods, and some small animals fled in all directions.

Everyone was huddled in the nest, some were sleeping, some were chatting, and some were playing cards.

The card is not a card of later generations, but a small wooden card, which was brought by Wang Shuai, but did not come in handy now.

Wang Yuan wiped the shotgun well, and then lay down on the hay floor to rest, he felt that his body was smelly, but he had no choice but to endure it, the lice in his hair were very itchy, and he could only scratch it with his hands.

Listening to the sound of wind and rain outside, Wang Yuan was thinking wildly in his head, thinking about his past life, thinking about this life, and thinking about the future......

Then.

Wang Shuai and the others were playing cards, and said to the old leader: "Old leader, can you let others cook for a few days, you have been cooking since you went to the mountain, this is ......"

He entered the mountain for a long time, but he has been a pot-bearer and has not even pressed the mountain for a day, so he will definitely be laughed to death when he goes back.

The old man was sorting out the things in the basket - red rope, red cloth, deer bone pliers, quick axes, fast scissors, etc., he looked up and glanced at Wang Shuai:

"If only you could find someone to do it for you."

"Oh, okay."

Wang Shuai first excluded Wang Yuan, the two have had contradictions since they were children, and now the contradictions not only have not disappeared, but seem to be deeper.

After asking around, his eyes were full of flattery, but unfortunately no one was willing to change, but he didn't know what benefits he secretly promised, and after another day, Wu Qian agreed to change with him.

After the rain, the sky cleared, and a rainbow appeared in the sky.

This morning, Wang Shuai was very excited to go to the mountain for the first time, but after a few days, he forgot some rules that the old boss had said before.

At nine o'clock, just when everyone was quietly pressing the mountain, suddenly Wang Shuai excitedly shouted "Awesome mallet!" Everyone excitedly went to see and found that there was no mallet, just a weed with small red flowers.

The air was suddenly a little awkward.

Wang Shuai's face turned red, and he didn't dare to look at the old man's knife-like eyes.

There was a snickering sound around him, and after Wang Shuai looked up and found that Wang Yuan and the others were laughing, he instantly felt tired in his heart, and hated Wang Yuan even more.

"You're a bombed mountain! Who are you trying to fool? Trick the mountain gods? Be careful that a madan ghost will take you away......" The spitting stars flew sideways, scolding Wang Shuai for a long time, and the old boss ordered everyone to continue to press the mountain.