Today is when he goes to the town under the mountain, in addition to the bottom layer of the sack put a nitrate tiger skin, the top is piled with ordinary herbs that are picked and dried, although it is not precious, but it is better than nature, compared to those artificially planted and mass-produced things outside, the medicinal effect is at least three times stronger, so it is not worrying about being able to sell it at a good price.

Early in the morning, the sun has not risen, it is the best time for the air in the mountains and forests, the birds and finches of a mountain are waking up at this time, busy foraging everywhere, all the way, the forest mist is fluttering, the birds are full of songs, and they breathe into the stomach, all of them are the fresh "fragrance" of the mountains to the extreme, this feeling is really good to the extreme.

The sack is the most common bag used to hold soybeans and wheat in the countryside, made of fine hemp rope, more than half a person high, and the herbs in it are stuffed solidly, although it is not heavy, it also has a weight of more than 100 catties. However, this little thing is carried in Wang Chan's hands, but it seems to be as light as nothing, walking all the way down from Hutou Ridge, less than a meal to see a winding loess sand stone road under the mountain.

This road has also been built in recent years because of border trade, but the local government obviously has no money, and cannot afford to build the flat and straight asphalt road, so they can only live between the layers of mountains between Hutou Town and the Ussuri River. Although the road is not good, it is also much more convenient for the people who are accustomed to walking the mountain road and climbing the mountain in this great Xing'an Mountains, at least through the car, which is convenient for the travel between ten miles and eight villages.

After only walking on the road for a while, Wang Chan successfully caught a "tractor" who had just returned from fishing by the river to catch the morning market in the town, and pulled him all the way to the farmer's market street in Hutou Town.

At this time, it was already six or seven o'clock in the morning, and there were not many early risers on the street, so it seemed a little deserted. Wang Chan strode to the door of a shop on the corner with a sack in his hand.

The surrounding façade is full of bells and whistles, only this one hangs a black lacquered solid wood door plaque, two large red lanterns are hung under the eaves on both sides of the house, and a woodcut couplet at the main entrance is full of ancient charm and quite elegant.

The black door plaque has three large characters written in block letters, "Qingyutang". This is a Chinese medicine shop specializing in the purchase of herbal medicines, and it is also a regular customer of Wang Chan for so many years. The owner of Qingyutang is surnamed Tang and is a good old man, and Wang Chancai's herbs are sold here every time.

Standing in front of the door, bang, bang, bang,

"Why don't you open the door yet? At this time, Uncle Tang had been up for a long time. "The owner of this family has been practicing medicine for generations, studying medical herbs at the same time, but also has a lot of research on the way of health preservation, every morning is to get up before the sun rises to practice Hua Tuo five bird opera to exercise the body, Wang Chan knows his habit very well.

"Could it be that I haven't come down the mountain for three months, Uncle Tang can't bear the loneliness and marries Xuxian, and now it is the old couple who mix oil in honey, so they will be in the spring. After a few thoughts in his heart, Wang Chan couldn't help but laugh at his somewhat spoofed thoughts, and when he saw that no one had come to open the door, he reached out and knocked on the door a few times, as if slamming the door.

After a while, he seemed to hear footsteps inside, stopped in front of the door, but did not open the door, Wang Chan felt strange, went forward, approached the crack of the door and looked inside, but saw that there was also an eye peeking out on the opposite side of the door, and he was stunned, "This eye is clear and bright, but it is not something that an old man can have, it seems that I am a little reckless, maybe Uncle Tang is not at home because of something!"

"Hey, what's the matter with you? I didn't let people sleep early in the morning, and I smashed the door so hard that I broke it, and you will pay for it!"

With a "crunch", as the two doors opened, Wang Chan first smelled a fragrance, and then his ears were filled with a girl's crisp whining like a yellow bird. Wang Chan frowned, raised his eyes to look at the girl standing inside the door, and felt a little sudden in his heart, "I always heard Uncle Tang say that he has a daughter named Tang Ling, who is going to college in Harbin City, and she is the one in front of you!"

The girl who met Wang Chan's eyes looked like she was also twenty-one or twelve years old, not tall, but very small, although she felt a little thin, but not explicit, with a melon seed face, big eyes, and a very delicate appearance. It's just that at this time, the girl obviously just woke up from a dream, very angry, and didn't change her pajamas, only wore a pair of slippers with Winnie the Pooh pattern, with her hands on her waist, and glared angrily at Wang Chan.

"I didn't know that Uncle Tang wasn't at home, I was here to deliver herbs. ”

Seeing the girl angry, Wang Chan knew that he was at a loss, and he didn't want to worry about her, and he didn't take it to heart when he heard her complain, but he just changed his words and explained his intentions, and raised the sack in his hand up to show that he had no malicious intent.

The girl frowned, first looked Wang Chan up and down, and then saw that the bulging bag in his hand almost caught up with his half-human height hemp bag, and really smelled a medicinal aroma coming from inside, so she eased the anger on her face a little. However, after listening to Wang Chan's words, she didn't care, just glanced up and down, and kept looking at Wang Chan, as if she was observing something particularly interesting.

After guessing the origin of this girl, and not seeing the owner appear, Wang Chan was immediately a little relieved. I get up in the middle of the night every day to practice until the end of the night, when I go down the mountain to the town, the sky is still just bright, if this boss is okay, after all, the business is good and angry, get up early, open the door early. And this girl may be going to school outside for the sake of studying, and the habits are different, and now she is finally at home during the holidays, and she can sleep lazily every day, but she is disturbed by herself, and she will not be happy if she is afraid, in the end, she is still a little reckless, no wonder others.

"You are the Wang Chan who my father said was helping him pick herbs in the mountains? My father was invited to Hulin last night to help identify antiques, and when he left, he told me that you were going to deliver herbs today, so I could receive you well!"

It seems that this girl has also heard of Wang Chan's name from her father, so although Wang Chan did not report her family, she guessed it by her before and after.

"Oh, since Uncle Tang is not at home, I will put the herbs here first, and I will come back to get the money later. I didn't know you were alone at home just now, but the knock on the door was a little louder, and it scared you, I'm really sorry, and I ask for your forgiveness. Wang Chan nodded, smiled and put the sack on the steps, and apologized appropriately.

Seeing this, the girl was also a little embarrassed, scratched the messy hair on her head, hurriedly got out of the way, and asked Wang Chan to carry the sack and send the herbs to the pharmacy in the backyard. As one of the very few female college students in the town who can go out through school, Tang Ling is obviously very curious about Wang Chan, who lives alone in the deep mountains and old forests. In today's society, there are still young people who are willing to be lonely and worship in a temple of Emperor Guan, which is almost unbelievable.

"You live alone in the mountains, aren't you afraid? I remember when I was a child, my father took me into the mountains to collect medicine once, and when I came back, it was late, and I was followed by a big green wolf, which scared me to death. Watching Wang Chan take out the herbs in the sack one by one and pile them in the open space of the pharmacy, the curiosity in Tang Ling's eyes became even stronger.

Feeling the curiosity from the girl behind him, Wang Chan laughed in his heart, and said that curiosity can kill cats, and it turns out that gossip is every woman's surname: "Hehe, no matter where you are, it's good to get used to it, what's there to be afraid of." Now in these years, it's not that people are afraid of wild beasts, but that wild beasts are afraid of people, otherwise you see how there are fewer and fewer wild beasts in this mountain, whether it is a tiger or a wild wolf, aren't they all killed by us humans with shotguns and eating meat? ”

Tang Ling didn't expect that Wang Chan lived alone in the mountains, and his surname was not lonely, but straightforward and cheerful, and people were close, seeing his witty words, he also giggled, and asked: "I heard that you are the temple of the Guandi Temple in the mountain, and you worship the gods of Taoism, why did you shave a bald head, like a monk?"

"I'm not a monk, my temple blessing is also temporary, this bald head is for another reason, but it's a long story, so I won't explain it to you!"

When Tang Ling heard this, he immediately leaned forward and closed his back with laughter, and the silver bell was like: "If you lose your hair, you will lose your hair, what's so embarrassing." Don't forget what my family does, if you want to grow hair, go to my dad and ask him to open you a house, and keep it for less than half a year to make you hair shawl!"

Knowing that Tang Ling didn't mean to laugh at herself, this girl also had good intentions, Wang Chan didn't care about her, just took out all the herbs in the bag, stacked them neatly, and left the tiger skin inside, put it on his shoulder, and was about to leave.

"After walking so far on the mountain road, you are also tired, you haven't eaten breakfast yet, anyway, I can't sleep now, eat here with me." Seeing that Wang Chan was leaving, Tang Ling turned sideways and opened his mouth to stay a guest. Wang Chan is an old customer of her family, although she only goes down the mountain once every three months, but she has a good relationship with her father, and every time she comes to deliver herbs, she has to have breakfast at home.

"Forget it, Uncle Tang is not at home, it's not very convenient, besides, I still have some things to go to the county, I can't delay, come back in the afternoon and come back to bother!

Wang Chan laughed a few times, and didn't care that Tang Ling was behind him, after saying a word, he strode out of the gate of Qingyu Hall, all the way away, and when Tang Ling chased him out, he couldn't see anyone anymore.

Although the beauty is good, it has nothing to do with Wang Chan. Before he reaches the top, he consolidates his qi and blood Yuanyang, once he is delayed in female sex and intercourse, although he does not immediately disperse his skills, he will also regress most of his skills, and there will be no possibility of progress in his life.

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Thank you for your support, old Rubai!!

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