After eating and resting for a while, several people took food and drink, as well as these necessary items, and under the leadership of Jiang Anguo, they went to the place where they found the honey drainage.

Chengxin walked at the back of the line, and Xiaobai and Xiaobudian would follow him every time.

The little parrot and the little parrot will not fly too far, at most fly to the wild fruit tree a few meters away from Chengxin, and eat some fruit or something.

No way, these two little guys are not wild, Chengxin is afraid that they will not be vigilant and will be given lunch by some predator or bird.

So as soon as they entered the mountain, Chengxin warned them not to fly.

As for the two little monkey grandchildren, they were put in the back by Cheng Xin and brought together.

After all, they are two little guys, and they are not at ease when they are placed in Chengxin alone.

Moreover, they will not return until at least before dark in the afternoon, and they will not be hungry and croaking in the wooden house?

followed Jiang Anguo over a hill and came to a sunny hillside, and the first place where honey was hung was arrived.

Looking at the tree in front of him, Zhong Tao's eyes were now full of money.

"Chengxin, how about you say we cut this thing and then ship it out and sell it?"

Zhong Tao was not attracted by the honey row, but was confused by the big tree that the three of them could hug with the honey stick.

"Yes, it's not a punishment, if you want to eat food for three to seven years, I won't stop you." Chengxin was not angry.

In fact, it's no wonder that Zhong Tao has this idea.

No way, who sees a golden silk nanmu worth tens of millions, will not have some unrealistic ideas?

The first place they came to collect today was hung on the branch of the golden silk tree in front of several people.

The height of the whole golden silk nanmu is fifteen or sixteen meters.

The diameter of the main trunk is more than one meter five, and the height is six or seven meters.

Such a big golden silk tree, I don't know how many hundred years it has grown.

The traffic in the old forest is inconvenient, no, there is no traffic at all.

Otherwise, you may become a high-ranking official or a pillar of the emperor's house without knowing which dynasty.

It could also be a coffin board, furniture or something.

"What's wrong Chengxin, this thing is breaking the law?"

The two brothers Jiang Anguo didn't seem to know the price of the golden silk nanmu, and when they heard what the two brothers Chengxin said, they immediately asked.

"Well, this thing was a special tree for the royal family in ancient times, and dignitaries were not qualified to use it."

"A tree like this, if it's outside, the large and small trunk branches add up, and it won't be a problem at all to sell for one or two hundred million."

"Maybe it's twice as much as I said, I just know a rough idea."

"This, this, so valuable?"

"Well, it's so valuable, the price of this thing has risen rapidly in recent years, and the ones above that are a little thicker than the thighs will cost 100,000 yuan."

The price that Chengxin said, that is, this kind of hundreds of years old trees is worth this price, and the general age of the tree is small, and the diameter of 30 centimeters is only 10,000 or 20,000.

However, this price also shocked the two Jiang Anguo brothers.

After all, this branch a few meters long can be used as their income for a year, can they not be shocked? Can you have something else in mind?

"Uncle Anguo, don't think about it."

"Although this thing is valuable, if you plan to cut some and sell it if you have nothing to do, then the police uncle will definitely come to the door."

Chengxin was afraid that the two of them would know the price and would not be able to withstand the huge temptation of money, so they would go to the road of breaking the law.

This kind of tree is sold out, if not the trunk, but just thicker branches.

Those buyers who can pay for this thing can tell at a glance whether it is a new material or an old material.

The smaller branches are fine, and they can be said to be new materials.

As long as the diameter is slightly larger, those who have been working with wood for many years can tell at a glance that you have only been cut from an old tree.

Hehe, maybe a backhand report will send you in and sing a song of tears.

Chengxin still had ideas in their hearts, and they told them a lot.

Listening to Chengxin's warnings, the two honest mountain people instantly dispelled the idea of secretly cutting a little and selling it.

"It's so high, how can you go up?"

Zhong Tao walked to the bottom of the golden silk tree, patted the tree pole, looked up and sighed.

"Hehe, what's the matter, this stumps you? You two wait a while, An Min and I will go and cut a piece of bamboo. ”

Jiang Anguo laughed at Zhong Tao, then put down the back on his back, took the firewood knife and took Jiang Anmin to chop bamboo.

After a while, the two brothers came back with a seven- or eight-meter-long Nanzhu.

This thing can be found everywhere in the mountains.

As long as the mind does not slip, there are always more ways than difficulties.

Don't look at these two brothers as honest mountain people, up the trees, down the cliffs, hunting or something, but they think more than Chengxin.

As soon as the Nanzhu pole was lifted back, Chengxin also knew what they were thinking.

Sure enough, after the two brothers Jiang Anguo put down the bamboo pole, they immediately told the two brothers Chengxin what they would do.

After a while, Jiang Anmin, who was a little weaker, wore a hat with a little mesh on his head, and held a few things around his waist, such as firewood knives, bamboo tubes, and rattan.

Then he held one end of the bamboo pole and stood under the golden silk nan tree, and one foot wearing liberation shoes was also placed on the tree pole.

As for the two brothers Chengxin and Jiang Anguo, the three of them were holding the other end of the bamboo pole.

Wait for Jiang Anmin to get ready, and then exert force together in the distance, and slowly push the bamboo pole forward.

In this way, Jiang Anmin clamped the bamboo pole under his armpit, pedaled the tree pole with two feet, and with the promotion of the three of them, he climbed up to the place where there were branches after a while.

Actually, there are many ways.

For example, you can find some kudzu vines that can be found everywhere, throw stones over the branches, and then climb up the vines.

But that thing wasn't as convenient as using a bamboo pole.

After Jiang Anmin went up the tree, Chengxin and the others retreated into the distance.

Seeing them go away, Jiang Anmin took out a bamboo tube from his waist, took out a lighter, and then lit the mouth of the bamboo tube.

After a while, flames erupted from the mouth of the bamboo tube.

After a while, the flames were gone, but puffs of smoke came out.

This smoke is formed by flames or sparks, which are burned to the powder added to it.

This thing is specially used by the villagers to smoke away bees.

In particular, this kind of bee discharge is much more toxic than the Chinese small bee, that is, the kind of captive-bred bee.

If they are not driven away, with this simple protection, the village will basically be able to eat tomorrow.

Jiang Anguo first circled the bamboo tube around him and let the smoke smoke on him.

Then one held the branch on his head, and the other hand held the smoking bamboo tube, and slowly approached the honey three or four meters in front of him.

This nest of honey hangs on a branch the thickness of an adult's calf on the top of the whole golden silk nan tree.

The whole fan is about the size of an LCD TV with a size of more than 30 inches.

It was covered with a dense layer of row bees crawling around.

If you have a dense phobia, your scalp will be numb when you look at it.

Fortunately, there are more branches of this golden silk nan, and there are other branches above and below the branches hanging with honey, so it is also very close.

The most important thing is that I have good luck today, the majesty in this mountain is blowing in the direction of the honey discharge one by one.

Therefore, Jiang Anmin stopped when he was still two meters away from the honey discharge.

Then he stretched out his hand holding the bamboo tube and stretched it to a place slightly lower than the honey drain, so that a breeze slowly carried the smoke of the medicinal powder and blew towards the honey.

Let's try it soon, everyone. 】

Not long after the smoke approached, the bees clinging to the hive flew away from the hive as if they had exploded.

As the smoke spreads, the dense row of bees flies farther and farther away from the hive.

The bees flew away, leaving only yellow-white hives mixed with honey hanging from the branches.

Seeing that there were no bees on or around the hive, Jiang Anguo tied the bamboo tube to the branch with rattan, and then slowly moved to the hive.

After arriving at the beehive, he immediately took out a crumpled plastic bag from his body.

After Zhang brought the plastic bag, he tied one of the two handles to a branch with a rattan stick.

Then steady your feet and slowly reach out with your hands holding the knife.

One hand dragged the bottom of the honey row, and the other hand held a firewood knife, and began to cut on the honey.

When the knife enters the hive, the sticky honey flows out and drip down the hive to the ground under the tree.

In fact, this is quite wasteful, maybe after cutting a beehive, there will be several of these drops of honey.

But it can't be helped.

First, the branches under Jiang Anmin's feet can't support the weight of two adults.

Second, in the old forest, it is not like outside, you can bring all kinds of tools to catch honey.

So it's essential to waste some.

The honeycomb that Jiang Anmin cuts each time is only two palms big, so that it will not break and fall under the tree because the hive is too big.

His feet were on the branches, and there was no place around him to stabilize his body, so Jiang Anmin's cutting speed was very slow.

Jiang Anmin cut this hive for about ten minutes before cutting most of it and putting it in a plastic bag, and then he was ready to retreat.

In fact, the honey on this branch can also be cut down a few catties.

However, the mountain people who run the mountains will not do the thing of fishing with all their might.

Therefore, on the branches, Jiang Anmin still has a honey row about 60 centimeters long and about 10 centimeters high from top to bottom.

In this way, when the smell of smoke is blown away by the wind, the bees that have been driven around and dare not go home will fly back one after another.

In this way, the nest of bees will be retained, and the bees will not starve to death because of the lack of honey.

After all, even if you immediately go to pollen to make honey, it will take time.

Not long after Jiang Anmin drove away the bees, Chengxin and the others returned to the tree, and kept looking up at Jiang Anmin who was standing on the branch to collect honey.

After Jiang Anmin finished collecting the honey, he untied the plastic bag with a large bag tied to the branches.

Then he carried the bag in one hand, held the branch in the other, and slowly returned to the branch.

Then, without stopping, he tied the bundle of rattan that had been left here after going up the tree to the bag with one end, and put down the bag containing the honey first.

After Chengxin and them caught the strap under the tree, Jiang Anmin did not put the rattan.

Instead, he took back some of the rattan in his hand, and then tied the bamboo pole he used when he came up to the tree with rattan.

The purpose of this is to stabilize the bamboo pole.

After tying the bamboo pole, there was no need for the people below to support him, Jiang Anmin directly slid down from the tree with the bamboo pole.