Chapter 17 The Centennial Hammer and the Millennium Black Body
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Chapter 17: A Hundred Years of Sticks and a Thousand Years of Black Body [Third update, please collect and recommend]
Lijiagang calls wild ginseng stick grass. Li Feng is lucky to be able to dig up a ten-year-old tree. Bangchui is a weird thing. Not all mountains have it. There are certain rules for environmental selection. Li Feng doesn't understand.
Perhaps only the second master and fifth master of the generation who have been hunters or mountain walkers know about it.
To put it bluntly, clove grass is rare and extremely precious. As the two treasures of Lijialing, century-old clove grass and thousand-year-old polygonum multiflorum. It is a pity that nowadays, let alone century-old, thirty-year-old wild ginseng is already of the highest quality and is valuable.
It's an unmarketable thing. Polygonum multiflorum can be found all over the mountain, but it's a pity that it's only three or two years old. Not to mention the human body, the root knot has not yet emerged.
However, the legend still exists. It is said that once upon a time, a mountain man found a hundred-year-old wild ginseng, tied it with red thread, and covered it with a white gauze. He was afraid that the treasure would escape. This happened. At night, the mountain man dreamed of wearing a white gauze.
Wearing a red bellyband, the doll cried in front of the house. The mountain people respected the mountain gods, placed incense tables, and offered sacrifices to ghosts and gods. Finally, under the guidance of the old man with a white beard, the wild ginseng was returned to the family. It was also a happy home. Later, there were more wild ginseng seedlings outside the yard.
The man thought that the white-bearded ginseng elf who came here must be the wild ginseng elf who cultivated the fruit, and those ginseng seedlings must have been the seeds sown by the old man. There are many stories and legends about the ginseng picked by later generations, and the red threads on them. When they see wild ginseng,
That's exactly what it means to always pull the red line.
As for the Polygonum multiflorum, it is even named by Lu Xun. When I was a child, I even dug a corner to find the human form of Polygonum multiflorum. It is not said to be expensive. People in the mountains have some earthworks and dig some stews to nourish Qi and blood. Women's moon*
Over time, stewing Polygonum multiflorum and black chicken soup may be of some use. The earliest legend of Polygonum multiflorum is the name of a person. In the seventh year of Yuanhe in the Tang Dynasty, a person named Li Ao wrote in a book that Polygonum multiflorum was from Nanhe County, Shunzhou, and his grandfather was named Neng.
Later, his father's name was Yanxiu. His grandfather's real name was Tian'er. He had been frail and sick since he was a child. At the age of 58, he had not yet married and had children. Because Tian'er liked Taoism, he often followed his master to practice in the mountains. One day, he was drunk and lying on the hillside.
He fell asleep on the bed, and when he woke up, he suddenly found two intertwined seedlings growing three feet away. It took him a long time to separate the seedlings, but the two seedlings quickly became intertwined again. He felt very
Strange, he dug out the roots of the seedling and took it home. He asked many people, but no one knew what kind of plant it was.
One day, an old man with profound spiritual knowledge came to the mountains. After looking at the roots of the seedlings, the old man smiled and said to him, "Since you have not married and have children, and this seedlings are very weird, it may be a panacea given to you by the gods.
Why don't you eat it?" Tian'er ground the seedlings and roots into powder, took a dollar and gave it to him with wine on an empty stomach. After that, he kept drinking it every day, and after seven days, he started to think about men and women. After a few months, his body
He became very strong. He increased the dosage of the medicine to two qian. After taking it for a period of time, all the old diseases for many years disappeared, his hair became darker and darker, and his appearance became younger. Later, Tian'er married a wife and lived there.
Within 10 years, he gave birth to several sons, so he changed his name to "Neng Si", which means that he was particularly able to give birth to offspring. His son Yanxiu also insisted on drinking this medicine, and both of them lived to be 160 years old.
Yanxiu's son Shouwu also insisted on taking this medicine and gave birth to several sons. When Shouwu lived to be 130 years old, his hair was still very black. Later, a man named Li Anqi went to Shouwu's hometown to visit relatives and stole
I also took this prescription later, and the effect was very good. Li Anqi went everywhere to talk about the benefits of this medicine, and the name and medicinal value of Polygonum multiflorum spread. With the thousand-year Polygonum multiflorum, people have formed jelly grass, and after eating it, they can extend their lives, and even
Immortality. The legend is unbelievable. Shouwu has black hair and has the effect of rejuvenating youth. In fact, it is just black hair.
The legend is not true after all, but the century-old wild ginseng and the thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum have some effects. Unfortunately, the wild ginseng tree Li Feng found is only ten years old, but this is already Li Feng's luck now. It seems that there are many gods and gods, and there are always one or two.
Kong, click on yourself. The joy is inevitable, so I led the puppy Fatty and the squirrel Furball and searched more carefully. Unfortunately, except for a 78-year-old Shouwu, there were only wild flowers and green grass.
"Greedy." He shook his head and smiled bitterly. People always forget their reason and become lucky when faced with unexpected surprises. Li Feng was like this just now. He forgot his idleness and became more utilitarian and unexpectedly surprised.
It doesn't happen often.
Li Feng called back, and the little guy who was running around walked back on the right path. He looked at the rocks of different shapes, green, red, yellow and blue, colorful but not greasy, eclectic and randomly decorated. The mountains have aura, and they are far away.
Looking at the flowing water in the mountain stream, under the white waterfall, the sound of gurgling water floats into my ears.
Birds were singing in the deep mountains, and Li Feng looked at the mountains with a careless heart, and listened to the water as if it were water. He took a little leisurely and hid in this quiet and lively mountain forest, forgetting everything outside, not to mention how peaceful he felt in his heart.
In a calm state of mind, Li Feng did not say that he loved mountains or water, or that wise men love mountains and benevolent people love water. Li Feng thought that he was neither a wise man nor a benevolent person. A leisurely man, with a leisurely mind, walked among the green mountains and green waters, and shared a share.
The mountains are peaceful and far away.
"Let's go." Li Feng is nostalgic for the mountains and rivers, but does not get caught up in them. Li Feng collects flowers, not because he loves the beauty of the flowers, but simply to eat and drink. While collecting wild flowers, he has fun leisurely and takes care of Fatty, Maoqiu, and this little car from time to time.
I was playing with the toys and forgot about them. I was always walking around, running around, crawling in the grass, chasing pheasants and birds, and running into the bushes from time to time. Li Feng almost looked after them, and these two little things disappeared.
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Unintentionally, Li Feng looked for a pecan tree. The sapling was not big and a little thin. The big tree in the mountains provided shelter from the wind and rain. The flowers and plants supported the sapling, but it also blocked the sun, rain and dew. Without wind and rain, without experience, it would be difficult to succeed.
Big wood. Digging trees. Li Feng has done a lot in the past few days, but he is very skilled. It doesn't take more than a quarter of an hour to put a sapling with soil into the space. He patted the soil on his body, stepped on the red glow of the setting sun, and listened to the songs of birds.
Ming, went home.
Walking through the bamboo forest, looking at the bamboos and bamboo shoots of different heights, I thought that I would dig some embroidered bamboos and plant them on the edge of the yard that day to add some greenery to the new house. Just decorate a few trees randomly in the space.
There are too many needs, disturbing the tranquility. The bamboos are too tall and tall, regardless of the wind from east to west, from east to west, Li Feng likes them, but does not cherish them very much.
After returning from the mountains, Li Feng saw that the bricklayer had packed up his tools and was about to go home. It was already getting late and he was ten miles away. It was not dark when he got home by bicycle. After dinner, he washed up and watched TV.
People in the village are used to going to bed early and getting up early. Li Feng nodded with a smile and said hello. He glanced into the depths of the peach forest before going in and taking some dogs, fat boys and squirrels who were covered in dust, leaves, grass foam, home to take a bath.
There was some hot water in the back pot, so I filled half a basin with it. I grabbed the two little guys and took a bath with difficulty. I don’t know why, but neither of them liked bathing. Li Feng could only do it hard, and the iron chain tied one to the other.
, wash one. Dogs barking and mice barking could be heard from time to time throughout the yard. Even Zhang Lan, who was picking vegetables in the backyard, was startled and ran over to ask.
"It's okay, I'm taking a shower, it's too dirty." Li Feng said with a smile. Looking at Zhang Lan still holding beans in his hand, he asked with a smile, "Why are you selling vegetables if you don't have to install home appliances tomorrow?"
"Haha, there are a lot of vegetables in the vegetable field. I will pick some to give to the second uncle. Your uncle and third uncle's house can't eat it yet. Your dad is talking about something today." It's not like the home-made dishes are made several days in advance and are delicious.
After dinner yesterday, the second master and the others laughed and said that they had told Li Shan about this. No wonder they praised the vegetable garden for the good work. The vegetables were juicy and delicious. No, Li Shan remembered this in his heart. He thought of it at noon today.
Asked Zhang Lan to pick some vegetables and send them over.
"Just in time, I want to cook, please deliver these vegetables." Zhang Lan picked a basket full of green peppers, beans, eggplants, tomatoes, and loofah, weighing dozens of kilograms.
"Okay." Li Feng took the bag, divided it into three parts, and carried it into the village. The second master was weaving a bamboo basket at the moment. He smiled when he saw Li Feng coming and welcomed him into the yard. The second wife patted her doughy hands and took the fruit.
Li Feng declined repeatedly, but his mistress was enthusiastic and finally grabbed a handful of pecans.
"Second Master, my dad asked me to bring you some green vegetables to try." Li Feng said, putting a bag on the stone table, took a sip of tea, and refused to keep it for dinner.
"This kid." The second master looked at the bag and smiled. Not to mention, Li Feng was very careful when packing vegetables. The old man was not good at talking and couldn't eat many green peppers and beans. Li Feng packed more tomatoes, eggplants, and tomatoes to make soup and cook.
The batter is a bit older. The eggplant braised in oil is also soft and suitable for the elderly.
"Second child." I saw the youngest son of the third uncle's family outside the courtyard of the third uncle's house. The second child was seven or eight years old. He was very thick-skinned. He looked dirty all over his body. He didn't know he was looking for bird eggs in the reed swamp.
, where are the fish and shrimp?
"What's wrong? I won't go home even after the sun goes down." Seeing that the child was probably afraid of being beaten when he went home, he lingered in front of the door and did not dare to go in. Haha, Li Feng deliberately teased him.
"Humph, Brother Xiaobao." The little guy glared at Li Feng with dissatisfaction, his eyes rolling around, wondering what crooked idea he was thinking of.
"Let's go, I'll accompany you home." Li Feng patted the little kid and walked into the yard with a vegetable bag. "Uncle Three, Aunt Three, you're busy." It looked like Li Fuqing had just come back from Taolin and was washing his face.
, the third aunt is washing vegetables and preparing dinner.
"Xiaobao is here, come in and sit down." Li Fuqing welcomed Rang into the main room, and Pipian, the second child behind him, followed him in. When his father saw him, he glared at him and saw that Li Feng was there, so he made a mental note of his plan.
"You're not busy, Third Uncle. My dad asked me to deliver some food. Let's have some fresh food from home." Li Feng watched Li Fuqing take the tea cup and grab the tea leaves. He just waved his hand. He still has a family.
"You see, my second brother remembered what I said yesterday. Not to mention that your vegetable garden is really good this year. Yesterday's food tasted authentic. I will leave it for your third aunt to cook two dishes tonight, and we will do a good job.
Have a few drinks." Li Fuqing was in a good mood. He ate it yesterday and felt it tasted fresh. Several people mentioned it. It was quite embarrassing for them to keep it in mind.
"No, there is still uncle's house. Another day, I will treat third uncle to have a few drinks." He said goodbye with a smile, walked past the second child and winked at the naughty monkey.
The village secretary, Li Feng calls uncle, is the oldest among his father's generation and a good man. Then his old father became the village secretary. Li Feng looked at Li Fukui from a distance, sat under the jujube tree, drank a little wine, watched Li Feng come over, and pulled
He drank a few drinks before letting him go. Li Fukui's two daughters are already married. The younger son is in his third year of high school and is now renting a house outside. His mother-in-law goes to take care of her son, and he is the only one in the family.
Li Feng drank a few drinks with him, but there was nothing he could do about it. If he hadn't said that he had something to do at home, Li Fukui wouldn't have let him go. Under the setting sun, the small village at the foot of the mountain shrouded in smoke, the sound of chickens crowing and dogs barking, and the distant mountains
It's an ensemble of birdsong, but it's also a unique singing event.
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