Hearing Wu Lan's words, Qiao Qiao was so angry: "Mom, I'm not lazy! It was my brother who was playing with grasshoppers that I blamed him for!"
As he spoke, he glanced angrily at the grasshopper legs in Zhang Yanping's hand, then turned around and moved to another place to cut mugwort.
At this moment, in the far away mobile live broadcast room, everyone watched numbly as the anchor's figure walked further and further away. They could only listen to the voice coming from the microphone and couldn't help but shed tears on their clothes——
[I really cried to death, when will the anchor be able to have me in his heart]
[Think of something good in front of you, what if this mugwort comes back on the shelves]
[Stop dreaming, there are a few of them cutting here, it’s weird if they can be put on the shelves]
[Why are you so negative? People always have dreams]
[There is a difference between dreams and delusions...]
[Don’t argue, I just have a question, can you grab it when it’s on the shelves?]
As soon as he said this, the barrage froze.
But here, Zhang Yanping threw away the grasshopper legs. Finally, he couldn't find an excuse to work hard, so he had to bend down and cut them bit by bit.
Generally speaking, although the efficiency is not high, it can't handle the large number of people. After working together for two hours, there is already a big pile on the roadside.
Zhang Wang's family came over on a tricycle and took a deep breath while loading the items into the car:
"This smells quite strong... Tantan, please prepare more seeds next year. When I look back on the mountain, I will scatter more seeds wherever I have time."
"As the old saying goes, "If your family has three years of moxa, the doctor doesn't need to come." If you start saving from next year, you will have good moxa in a few years."
"Okay!"
Mugwort grows very fast and vigorously, and does not care about the growing environment. Where can it not be planted in the mountains and ravines?
Even if you try to find every opportunity, you may not be able to get it all.
However, more is not too much. Firstly, since they are surrounded by mountains, deworming is indispensable. Secondly, they can always make money by selling it themselves or supplying it to Dr. Guo.
At the same time, he did not forget to tell him: "Uncle Zhang, when the Aizhu is ready, remember to go to Dr. Guo's place to smoke it. It will only do good and not bad."
"Oh, the moxa medicine back then was strong and dry. It's not suitable for me now that I'm old. Let's talk about it in two years..."
As Zhang Wangjia spoke, he took a deep breath: "This smells so strong!"
…
When he returned home, there were already piles of wormwood in the large open space outside the courtyard. Ulan asked everyone to spread them neatly on the ground, and at the same time grabbed a few straight wormwood sticks from inside:
"Ouch, who cut this? How come the waterweed was also cut into it?"
When asked this question, Zhang Yanping, who was indifferent to all aspects of his body and mind, felt guilty at first, and then quickly stepped forward:
"What's wrong? Isn't this mugwort? They all look the same."
"How can this be the same?" Ulan became even more worried.
She couldn't understand why young people are so virtuous when they fall in love.
I have said before that this is what Dr. Guo wants, but Yan Ping didn't hurry up and behave better, and was still lazy when he went up the mountain.
Nowadays, it's better, the cut mugwort is also mixed with water mugwort, which is really not the case!
She spoke earnestly: "Yan Ping, you have to pay attention to the details. Many grasses in our village grow the same, and there is a big difference in whether they are poisonous or not."
"Actually, in our area, mugwort and mugwort are all called nonsense, and they all talk about the same thing. But waterwort is different. Waterwort has insufficient medicinal properties."
"Look, mugwort with wider leaves. Many of the green dumplings that you young people like to eat are made of this mugwort - they are also made of mugwort. During the Qingming Festival, you pinch the tips to remove the tops.
Made from young leaves, I actually don’t think there’s much difference in taste.”
“It just depends on local customs.”
She put two straight sticks of waterwort and mugwort together: "Can you see it?"
"The leaves of Artemisia annua are thinner overall and have insufficient medicinal properties for moxibustion. Remember this!"
Zhang Yanping accepted the lesson weakly. Now he was holding two pieces of grass and looking left and right. He still couldn't help but wonder:
Didn't he notice this when he was cutting?
At the other end of the yard, Xin Jun, who was helping spread mugwort, tensed up and memorized the difference between the two types of things carefully.
…
At this moment, Qiaoqiao also came closer with the stand to take pictures of the two types carefully:
"Children, you must recognize it clearly! Otherwise, if you use it later for moxibustion, the effect will not be good."
In the barrage, few viewers can really tell the difference - to be honest, whether they have carefully observed mugwort is another matter.
He was looking very seriously at this moment and kept talking——
[Okay, Teacher Qiaoqiao, can you give me a bundle after learning? 】
[There’s really not much difference between the two, they’re not toxic anyway, so it’s no big deal if you admit your mistake]
[No! We must use this kind of waterwort when making Qingtuan here]
[We call it Shuai here]
[In our area, water mugwort is called mugwort, and mugwort is called mugwort]
[When we eat at home, we always pluck the young leaves from the mugwort during the Qingming Festival. Which one is which, there is not much emphasis on it]
[Why do you call it mugwort? In our place, mugwort and mugwort are two different things]
[Don’t worry, who made our country too big?]
[Different customs in ten miles]
[I don’t know why, but I want to eat Qingtuan]
[I am different, I need Ai Zhu very much, the anchor please put it on the shelf]
[Stop begging! Didn’t you just listen to what others said? Ai Zhu still needs 3 to 5 years of Chen Ai to do it]
[The anchor's family just cut it this year. The medicinal properties are dry and strong, and the smoke is strong. You guys are really incompetent and can't grasp it.]
[Really, the moxa oil of this new moxibustion has not evaporated, and it smokes very much when burned. Not to mention that moxibustion is not easy to control, even if you stay in the room, it will feel choking. 】
[Yes, the houses in the city are too closed, and they are different from the spacious compound houses in the countryside]
[How can you tell whether the Ai Zhu sold by others is genuine and is three years old or fake? 】
——This problem is getting more and more complicated.
Everyone chatted until the temperature was too high and the phone couldn't hold it anymore, so they reluctantly left the live broadcast room.
But here, Dr. Xiao Guo is really preparing for moxibustion.
During the few months she stayed in the clinic, she gradually prepared everything she was used to.
Cupping tools are simple and can be purchased from any medical device company in the city. There are dozens of large glass jars and it doesn’t cost much to save a box.
Moxibustion boxes are available in all price ranges.
When she performs moxibustion on people, she doesn't need the portable one. An anti-scald box is enough.
At this moment, I thought that I could try the properties of Song Tan's mugwort, and I couldn't help but get more excited and geared up——
With such a good farming ability, it is a pity not to grow more medicinal herbs! You must know that the current prescriptions are fallacious, the processing of medicinal materials and the planting conditions are not good, so that it is becoming more and more difficult for traditional Chinese medicine to practice.
How many doctors are either incompetent or unable to control the quality of medicinal materials!
But think about the vegetables that I go to Song Tan’s vegetable patch every day...
emmmm, food is the most important thing for the people, so my regret cannot be too simple and crude!