After packing up his things, the old man brought three fur furs and handed them to Jiang Qi's father and son and Lao Shen.

"Wear this, go up the mountain this season, it's not okay to wear less, the mountain wind in the old forest is like a blade."

The old man patted the fur fur in his hand and said with a smile: "No matter how expensive the down jacket is, the jacket is not as wind-resistant as the old leather!" ”

In the matter of going up the mountain, the old boss is the one who says the same, and the three of them will naturally not object.

Each one was put on a fur coat, and the three blind bears were freshly baked.

Soon, the people who went up the mountain were ready, plus Jiang Qi and the old leader, there were a total of nine people.

"Brother Jiang, do you know why there are only nine people?"

The old boss personally picked up the small box with the belt, turned his head and asked Jiang Qi on the side.

Jiang Qi smiled: "I was about to ask you." ”

"This is the old rule of our mountain drivers, where we go up the mountain to pick ginseng, the number of people must be singular."

The old man wrapped his head in a fur fur and said: "Because in our eyes, the mallet is also a person, singular up the mountain, even down the mountain, begging for a lottery." ”

"But now, there aren't many people who follow the rules."

The old man sighed and said, "Look at it, they are all thirty or forty years old, there are no young people, it's not that I don't give young people a chance, but there are really no young people who are willing to do this business." ”

"If it goes on like this, when I die, I'm afraid that what you see will be the last mountain chaser."

"Brother, don't be too pessimistic, and me."

Jiang Hong patted the old man's shoulder and said, "I promised you last night, no one learns, I'll find someone to learn!" ”

"Surely this craft will not be broken!"

"Thank you, Brother Jiang."

The old man looked back and nodded to Jiang Hong.

Jiang Qi understood that he was playing the emotional card with his father.

The old man is afraid that the craft of driving the mountain will be broken in him, and the condition given by Jiang Hong is that as long as they cooperate, they will not only win-win, but also find talents to learn.

This is what the old boss values the most, and it is also the reason why the old boss is relieved.

The reason why Fang Cai took the initiative to talk to Jiang Qi, a child, is that the old boss knows that whether this cooperation can continue in the future depends not only on Jiang Hong, but also on Jiang Qi, the successor.

"You're all set, aren't you?"

The old man looked at the crowd and asked loudly.

"Ready! Old boss! ”

The crowd also responded loudly.

"Worship the gods!"

The old boss gave an order, and a few mountain rushers who didn't need to go up the mountain on the side carried out the offering table, on which were the statues of the five grandmothers and Liu Xian.

"Kneel!"

The old man held three sticks of incense in his hand, and after lighting them, he took the lead in kneeling in front of the offering table.

Jiang Qi's father and son and other three people watched from the side and did not participate, Jiang Hong is an atheist, while Lao Shen is more Buddhist.

As for Jiang Qi, he was afraid that something would happen if he worshipped.

"Five grandmothers are on top! Liu Daxian is on top! I wish you all the best for your trip! ”

The old man bowed his head meticulously three times and inserted the fine incense into the incense burner.

Then, the old man stood up, turned around, and looked at the majestic Changbai Mountain Range.

He took a deep breath and shouted in a voice with a rich Syracuse accent.

"Rushing to the !!"

"Pull it out!!"

With the deep voice of the old leader, I don't know if it was an illusion or something, Changbai Mountain became more eye-catching in the eyes of everyone.

The group set off one after another and went straight to Changbai Mountain.

Of course, not walking, as the saying goes, Wangshan runs a dead horse, although it is the closest village to Changbai Mountain, but there is still a long way to go from Changbai Mountain.

Two off-road vehicles that looked very solid drove over, and the wheels were surprisingly wide, and they looked like they had been modified.

The old boss sat in a car with Jiang Qi and the other three and went straight to the foot of Changbai Mountain.

In the car, the old man didn't speak, just kept looking at a hand-drawn map.

Jiang Qi sat next to the old leader, and after a glance, he found that there seemed to be a certain location of Changbai Mountain on the map, marking three places with red dots.

The map is simple, with no scale, no references, and is a far cry from a serious map.

People who have never been to Changbai Mountain in person and are very familiar with Changbai Mountain will definitely not understand it.

The old boss noticed Jiang Qi's gaze and said with a smile: "I don't understand, right?" I drew it myself, and the three marks on it are three tender mallets that have not yet reached their age. ”

As he spoke, the old man patted the box on his body in fear and said, "The rules of mountain chasers, when you see a mallet that has not yet reached the year, you must wrap red ginseng on it and hang copper coins." ”

"One, it's a legend that the mallet has spirituality, so once this red rope is tied, it won't be able to run."

"This is also to tell other mountain chasers that this mallet has been marked, and others can't move it."

The old man took out a copper coin from the box and handed it to Jiang Qi, motioning for him to take a closer look.

Jiang Qi took a look, and sure enough, he found a small "Hu" character on the copper coin.

I only heard the old man say: "One of them was found by me eight years ago, when it was still ten years short of turning fifty years old. ”

"This time it happened to be dug out, and it also made Brother Jiang fulfill his wish,"

"Brother!"

The old man looked at Jiang Hong and said with a smile: "The fifty-year-old mallet, giving it to my younger siblings is not a loss, right?" ”

"Oh my old brother, don't you let me sit on wax!"

Jiang Hong waved his hand ashamedly and said with a smile: "Brother is not polite to you, I accepted this mallet, but the money I deserve cannot be less!" ”

"Otherwise, you won't give face to my brother!"

"Brother is bright."

The old man nodded with a smile.

This is him flexing his muscles, telling Jiang Hong that he will not suffer a loss if he cooperates with him.

After 40 years of chasing the mountain, no one knows how many such maps there are in the hands of the old leader.

The car soon came to the foot of Changbai Mountain.

After the old man got out of the car, he looked at Jiang Hong's father and son and the other three, and said, "Three, the rules of rushing the mountain, you should also know that this is the ...... of going up the mountain."

Jiang Hong nodded and said, "Old brother, don't worry, on the mountain, everyone listens to you." ”

This is also the rule, no one knows what dangers are hidden in the old forest, the snow covers the ground, and nothing can be seen, relying on the experience of the leader.

In this case, it is taboo to order multiple doors.

After going up the mountain, the only thing that works is the words of the head.

The old man nodded, didn't say anything more, sent three people to open the way, and two people to cushion behind, sandwiching him and Jiang Hong and the other four people in the middle.

After walking for about an hour under the command of the old boss, the old boss suddenly stopped.

"Stop!"

The old man shouted, and everyone looked at him.

Jiang Qi silently glanced at the position about ten meters east of the old leader's head.

There was a sturdy old pine, and the snowdrift at the base of the tree was full of fallen pine needles.

"This is it, the mallet from eight years ago is under this old pine."

The old man closed his eyes and recalled for a moment, and then said firmly.

With that, he stepped forward, crouched down, and peeled away the snow and pine needles.

However, what he saw next made the old man's face change, and he even scolded!

"The red-eyed dog from that came, dug up the mallet that Lao Tzu made a mark!"

"Unruly! Aren't you afraid of cutting off your children and grandchildren? ”