Four hundred and twentieth chapters fruitful harvest
"Lao Hu, these jars are filled with ginseng, right? Why put them in this way? It's not annoying."
Ye Tian released his Qi machine and sensed the objects in the jars for a moment. There was an old wild ginseng placed in each jar, and its spiritual energy was far greater than the one he chewed raw.
"If these mallets are not kept carefully, they will be eaten by insects or become moldy. Blind Meng is careful!"
Thinking of Blind Meng lying dead outside the valley, Hu Hongde couldn't help but sigh. In this Changbai Mountain area, Blind Meng was considered the number one person. His skills in hunting and gathering ginseng were not inferior to his own. He had known each other for decades, but in the end, he
They were fighting each other with swords, and he died in his own hands. Especially when he saw these precious medicinal materials kept by Blind Meng, Hu Hongde felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
"There are so many things to pay attention to?"
Ye Tian shook his head, opened one of the ceramic jars, and saw a box wrapped in a plastic bag. There was a piece of oil paper underneath the box, and a layer of white quicklime was spread under the oil paper.
He reached out and took out the box, and after opening the plastic bag, Ye Tian discovered that the ginseng in the box was also wrapped in a layer of white paper.
"Lao Hu, does ginseng really need to be stored like this?"
Ye Tian couldn't help but feel ashamed when he thought of the ginseng stored in the warehouse in his family's courtyard. Except for a few old ginsengs that he collected separately, the rest were thrown away casually in the warehouse.
Fortunately, there is a Yanyue Dao house in Ye Tianna's courtyard, and the little guy Mao Tou lives in it. Some mosquitoes, rats, and ants dare not enter, otherwise they will inevitably be bitten by insects and rats.
"Of course, this method can only preserve it for a few years."
Hu Hongde waved his hand and said: "Okay, open it quickly and take a look. What Blind Meng can hide here will definitely be good!"
As the most famous ginseng picker in Changbai Mountain, Meng Xiazi is much more sophisticated than Hu Hongde. He not only digs ginseng himself, but also steals ginseng from other ginseng pickers, so the accumulated inventory is inevitable.
"This...this is at least a sixth-grade leaf, right?"
Opening the white paper wrapping the ginseng, the fragrance of ginseng hit his nostrils. What surprised Ye Tian was that the ginseng was surrounded by ginseng whiskers, and the main trunk of the ginseng could not be seen.
Seeing the mallet, Hu Hongde's expression suddenly changed and he said urgently: "Ye Tian, be gentle, quickly...put it on the table quickly!"
After Ye Tian put the ginseng on the table, Hu Hongde carefully stroked the ginseng whiskers with extreme gentleness. After more than ten minutes, the ginseng was fully exposed.
The rhizome of ginseng is not very big, only about two fingers wide, but there are many ginseng tendrils, which are about 1.5 meters long and wide. The table is now covered with ginseng tendrils as thick as a little finger and as thin as hair.
The whole table was filled.
"Eight hundred years. This stick is at least eight hundred years old and just shy of being a seventh-grade leaf. King Ginseng. This can definitely be called the King of Ginseng!"
Hu Hongde had been digging ginseng in Changbai Mountain all his life, but he had never seen old wild ginseng in such good condition. He gently stroked the ginseng beard with his hand, and the expression on his face was extremely exciting.
Ye Tian nodded and said: "This ginseng is good. Although it is dried, the essence inside is several times that of the fifty-year-old ginseng. It is a good thing!"
Seeing Ye Tian staring intently at the ginseng king Hu Hongde on the table, his face suddenly turned a little ugly, and he quickly said: "Ye Tian, you don't want to eat this ginseng raw, do you? Dried ginseng doesn't taste good!"
"No, how can that be possible?" After Hu Hongde revealed his thoughts, Ye Tian laughed and changed the topic: "Old Hu, put this away, let's take a look at the other two."
Although the other two ginsengs are not as old as this ginseng king, they are still more than a hundred years old and are in excellent quality. They are top-notch heaven and earth spiritual treasures that cannot be bought with money.
"Lao Hu, we agreed, all these things belong to me!"
After Ye Tian re-twisted the ginseng roots on the table, he put them in a wooden box, and put them away together with the other two wooden boxes under Hu Hongde's eager eyes.
"Hey, Ye Tian, you should use this thing with caution. When a patient is dying, this can help him live a lot longer!"
Hu Hongde sighed, he was afraid that Ye Tian would eat these old ginseng roots on a whim, which would be like eating peonies.
"Lao Hu, don't worry. These things are more useful to me than to you." Ye Tian smiled and said, "Wait a few months and I will give you some pills. You will know the benefits after taking them."
Got it!"
Among the elixir recipes left by Li Shanyuan, several elixir pills require ginseng that is more than a hundred years old as medicinal ingredients.
These kinds of elixirs are very effective for those who practice martial arts, especially those who work from the outside to the inside like Hu Hongde. They can eliminate some hidden dangers and disabilities in his body.
It's just that good ginseng is hard to find. Ye Tian has never been able to gather the medicinal materials. Now with these three century-old ginseng, he can refine several kinds of elixirs that can replenish qi and blood. "Okay, then we can
It's settled!" After spending such a period of time with Ye Tian, Hu Hongde knew that he had a very high vision, and the objects that he could admire must be good things.
"Lao Hu, what is this?"
Ye Tian opened the last box. There were four plastic boxes in this box. The boxes were transparent and Ye Tian could see that they contained some golden things.
Seeing the four plastic boxes, Hu Hongde exclaimed: "Snow clam oil? This is also a good thing, grandma's. How many forest frogs will Blind Meng kill?"
Seeing Ye Tian's puzzled look, Hu Hongde explained: "This stuff is also a medicinal material, but it is extracted from animals. It can nourish the lungs and strengthen the body. It is not inferior to the three treasures of Changbai Mountain..."
Authentic snow clam oil refers to the frog oil produced by Changbai Mountain forest frogs. In autumn, the oil in the stomachs of forest frogs grows and is dried in the sun. After being peeled out, snow clam oil is taken. After taking it, men can nourish yin and strengthen yang, and women can maintain their appearance.
Therefore, as early as the Ming and Qing Dynasties, snow clam oil was a tribute. The demand has always been very urgent and it is a product that cannot meet the demand.
However, in the 1970s, due to ecological deterioration caused by human factors and overharvesting, Chinese forest frogs were on the verge of extinction. In recent years, the protection of forest frogs has been strengthened, and only slightly more Meng Xiazi was able to collect so many.
Snow clam oil, one can imagine how many forest frogs died in his hands, and these snow clam oils were all made recently. I don’t know what Blind Man Meng meant by hiding it here?
"Ahem..."
When Ye Tian heard about the efficacy of snow clam oil, he immediately coughed, closed the lid of the box, and said, "Old Hu, is this useless if you want it? There are many women in our family, so just give them to me!"
"Isn't my granddaughter a girl? She can use it too."
Faced with such a good thing, Hu Hongde refused to give in. These snow clam oils were golden in color and of the best quality, something he couldn't even get at ordinary times.
"Okay, I'll give you one of the four boxes. I said Lao Hu, you are so unkind. You live in Changbai Mountain, and you still want to rob things with me, a foreigner?"
Ye Tian took out a box from the box and handed it to Hu Hongde, then walked to the inner room and poured out a bag of rice, and used the bag to put the snow clam oil and ginseng inside.
"Who thinks there are too few good things? These can be used to replenish the body of Xiaoxian." As for the more valuable ginseng king, Hu Hongde could give in, but he had to accept the snow clam oil with a face.
After collecting all Meng Mengzi's collection, Ye Tian said: "Let's go, Lao Hu, it's almost time for those boys to wake up. We can't let them know about this place."
Walking out of the wooden house, feeling the pure spiritual energy in the valley, Ye Tian shook his head with some reluctance. If the valley were not too remote, a spiritual gathering array would be set up here for practice, and its effect would be even better than that of his courtyard house.
Be strong.
You must know that the Siheyuan was built by forcibly capturing the dragon veins and evil spirits of the Forbidden City, and it will eventually be exhausted.
However, the spiritual energy nourished by the hot springs in the valley is naturally generated. I am afraid that even if it is used for hundreds of years, it will never dry up.
Moreover, this place is also an excellent hiding place. Even if he commits a big case outside, he can be safe by hiding here. If Ye Tian is the kind of person with an evil heart, he might be able to deal with it.
Hu Hongde became murderous.
Ye Tian patted Hu Hongde on the shoulder and said: "Old Hu, go back and arrange it again at the exit. Try to make it as secretive as possible. If anything happens later, this is also a retreat."
The world is unpredictable, and no one dares to say what will happen in the future, especially magicians like Ye Tian and others, who have always been feared by the powers of the day, who might be able to use it here.
"I know, don't worry, even Xiaoxian, I won't tell her."
Hu Hongde nodded when he heard this. He had experienced the two most important wars that changed China in modern times, as well as the movement after the founding of the People's Republic of China, which had a great impact on these old people.
Therefore, Hu Hongde's idea of being prepared for danger in times of peace is stronger than that of Ye Tian, and he also has his own hiding place in the mountain, but it is not as secretive as here.
Counting the time they arrived, the two of them had been in the valley for more than an hour. After packing up their things, they climbed up to the entrance of the cave and retreated along the way they came.
"Huh? Why is the smell of blood so strong?"
As soon as he got out of the cave, Ye Tian frowned. He looked up and saw that the bonfire was still burning, but the few people lying beside the bonfire had all disappeared.
"Old Hu, did the wolves do this?" Ye Tian arrived at the bonfire in a few steps and saw blood sprinkled on the ground. Due to the higher temperature here, the smell of blood became more pungent and unpleasant.
"It's not a pack of wolves, Ye Tian, this... these bloodstains lead to the Black Dragon Pond!" Hu Hongde looked around carefully, and his face suddenly turned pale.
