Chapter 70: It's hard to find a mountain picker

Until he returned to the inn after going down the mountain, Gu Changheng felt like he was in a dream.

"Sister, do you say that Fifth Master Zhao is really so relieved that we will take the goods away first? It's really unusual for people in the south to do business! ”

"I don't know how the other people in the south are, but judging from Mrs. Zhao's treatment of people and Zhao Mu's behavior, I think their ancestors and grandchildren are people who are not suspicious of people and do not use suspicious people."

Zhang Zhishu looked at Han Zhen, who was in the front hall with Gu Zhong and didn't know what rare things to tinker with, and couldn't help but be confused.

In fact, if Zhao Mu is really a good match, his family is wealthy, and the family members are simple, even a grandmother still likes Han Zhen very much, and he himself is not a difficult person to get along with.

It's a pity that Zhang Zhishu secretly observed.

Zhao Mu should be a heart disease brought out of the mother's womb, coupled with the poor foundation and weak physique, it is indeed difficult to enjoy the life of ordinary people.

Zhang Zhishu secretly hid these words in her heart, she couldn't bear it, and she couldn't tell Mrs. Zhao, presumably the old man had heard a lot of similar words over the years.

"Hehe, seeing the two distinguished guests full of joy, presumably the deal has been settled! Why, didn't the fifth master leave a few people to eat in the vine garden? Then I'm going to do it now. ”

Zhao came out of the backyard with a bucket, and before he sent them to the vine garden, he went down the mountain first, saying that he was in a hurry to go home to take care of his daughter-in-law.

"The shopkeeper doesn't have to be busy, we only came back after dinner."

Zhang Zhishu hurriedly stopped Zhao Xian, who was about to go to the back kitchen in a hurry with his sleeves up.

"The old lady and the fifth master are hospitable, the tea we want in the next two days can be ready to be sent down the mountain, may I ask the shopkeeper, where can I find the mountain picker nearby?"

As the name suggests, it is a human transport team that carries goods over the mountains and mountains with its shoulders.

The mountain road in Maoerling is rugged, and many trails can't be passed by donkey carts, so Zhang Zhishu and the others came over this time and took a lot of long detours.

On the return journey, the goods were brought with them, and it was tea leaves, which were very susceptible to moisture in the dewy mountains, and the use of horse-drawn carriages to transport them was bound to take a long detour, which was too risky.

It's better to find a group of mountain pickers to carry over the mountain in the most direct way.

When Zhao Xian heard this, he immediately made a difficulty: "Zhang Niangzi doesn't know, we have 100,000 deep mountains in the south, and there are many mountain pickers, but if it is over Tiger Mountain, I don't think anyone dares to go." ”

"But we've made it over the hill unharmed!" Gu Changheng got up and said: "It's really not good, we will pay a higher price, there will be brave men under the heavy reward, I don't believe that there is no one willing to do it!" ”

"It's not a matter of money." Zhao Xian sighed heavily, a little helpless, and a little bit of broken jars.

"Come with me to the backyard, two distinguished guests! You can see why we Pingnan people are so afraid of Tiger Mountain. ”

Zhang Zhishu saw that his expression was different, and glanced at Gu Changheng, and the two of them silently followed behind Zhao Xian.

"Damn it, I'll bring the first wave of guests from our inn to see you, don't be afraid, they're all good people."

The door of the backyard wing room was pushed open with a "creak", and the smell of damp and stuffy heat in the house came to my face.

Zhang Zhishu and Gu Changheng walked in one after another, only to see Zhao Yi sitting on the edge of the bed, holding his unconscious, yellow-faced lady in his arms with red eyes.

"This ......" Gu Changheng frowned deeply, "Shopkeeper, what kind of disease does your lady have?" ”

Zhang Zhishu vaguely felt that it should be related to Tiger Mountain.

"Did you strayed into the woods and fell into a miasma?"

"Hmm!" Zhao Xian cried bitterly and nodded, the dignified seven-foot man, choked, trembling, and couldn't cry.

"My wife has been like this for almost five or six years, when she was just pregnant, and she was hungry to eat wild mushrooms in the forest, and I said I'll pick them, but I forgot about them when I turned my head.

She couldn't wait and went up the mountain with several other sisters-in-law, and everyone on my side knew that there were no people above the halfway point of Tiger Mountain, and there were miasma and poisonous substances, but it didn't matter at the foot of the mountain.

Ordinary people picking mushrooms, picking herbs, picking wild fruits, chopping firewood, hunting, etc., will only be at the foot of the mountain, and no one will go up at all. But that day, there was a strong wind blowing for no reason, and the miasma halfway up the mountain was blown down......"

Speaking of this, Zhao Xian covered his face with tears, and tears of remorse couldn't stop flowing out from between his fingers.

He hated himself for not taking good care of his wife, who she was now and their children were gone.

"A lot of people died that time, and the few eldest ladies who traveled with my lady were all gone, and almost all the people at the foot of the mountain at that time died, and those who survived by luck became unconscious living dead."

The miasma in the woods can cause irreversible and devastating damage to the brain if inhaled.

This was what Zhang Zhishu had investigated at that time, but she gave Gu Changheng and the others a special antidote pill, and there are many more in the space of all things.

"I know a little bit about medical skills, if the shopkeeper doesn't mind, I can help Mrs. Zun take a look."

Zhang Zhishu finally understood why Zhao Xian's expression was so complicated when Han Zhen boasted about her medical skills yesterday.

He probably wanted to ask himself to heal his wife but was embarrassed to open his mouth, firstly, because he was afraid that he would make her angry because he was not related to him, and secondly, he was probably afraid that he would give birth to hope for no reason, and finally be disappointed, which was too uncomfortable.