The few people who joined the gang quickly packed their tools and luggage and left quickly under the leadership of their leader.
Lu Lu took a deep look at the man who was tied to the tree and took out the black ticket, and then turned around and left.
There is nothing to be pitiful about this deceptive thing.
Returning to the tent, Chen Xiuqing came over quickly: "Brother Lu, what's going on?"
"The person who picked up the black ticket was tied to a tree. The others left. I don't have anything else to think about. You can rest assured... Let's go see Uncle Jiang and the others."
Lu Lu led Zhui Feng and called Yuan Bao to walk towards the place where the stick was carried.
"Aren't we going to hunt the roe deer?" Chen Xiuqing also led the horse to follow.
"Tell them about this first. It's okay to take it slower. We only eat it at night anyway!" Lu Lu said with a smile.
"Then this stick..." Chen Xiuqing hesitated.
Lu Lu knew what he was thinking, and it was nothing more than what to do with the stick he just got.
Everyone is a little cautious, this is normal.
"Qingzi, Uncle Jiang gave me the inheritance. Zhao Yongke is the son of my master Zhao Tuanqing. Liang Pao is also a good man. You are my brother. Do you still need to consider this kind of thing? Some things cannot be measured with money. Of course, according to the rules,
Let’s all share it equally!”
Lu Lu looked back at Chen Xiuqing: "They are all compassionate and righteous people. Just put away those little thoughts!"
Lu Lu didn't want to take the stick, but he understood better that if it was really hidden, if there were any omissions, it would make people suspicious and alienated, and they would no longer be able to treat each other sincerely. This is really not worth the gain.
Now that he already has the inheritance and the animal skin book, it will be much easier for Lu Lu to find the stick. He really doesn't trust this "little money".
Chen Xiuqing's face turned slightly red, but she still nodded seriously.
More than half an hour later, the two of them arrived at the place where the mallets were carried. The bulk of the goods had almost been lifted up, and only the two pieces and lampstands were left.
The value of these things is not very high, so there is no need to be as careful as buying large goods. Lu Lu even thought that he would have to prepare a shovel in the future. When he encountered this kind of small ginseng, he would dig it down with a few shovels, even the soil.
The stick was raised and the soil was shaken, and the job was done.
Although it's a little disrespectful...but hurry up!
It's really slow to use a deer bone stick alone. Moreover, the stick has been growing for many years and the roots are soft, so it is not as fragile as I thought.
Jiang Zewei, Liang Kangbo and Zhao Yongke have acted separately.
One by one, they knelt on the ground and were very cautious.
Hearing the noise coming from the forest, Zhao Yongke and Liang Kangbo almost unanimously took down the guns on their backs. When they turned around and saw it was Lu Lu, they both breathed a sigh of relief and put down the guns.
After being told by Lu Lu, they were very cautious.
Jiang Zewei turned over and sat on the ground and asked with a smile: "You're calling back so soon?"
"We haven't gone to fight yet. Something happened in our tent. We just finished dealing with it."
Lu Lu tied Zhui Feng to a tree, then sat down next to Jiang Zewei.
"Something happened over there in the tent, what happened?"
Liang Kangbo heard this and asked aloud.
Zhao Yongke stood up and stretched his body vigorously. When he saw Liang Kangbo sitting down next to Lu Lu, he also walked over.
Lu Lu and Chen Xiuqing immediately recounted what happened in the tent, and several people cursed.
However, after Lu Lu opened the envelope he received, everyone fell silent and focused their eyes on the old-skinned and handsome-looking mallet.
Even Jiang Zewei repeatedly praised it as a good thing.
This is another huge amount of income.
Everyone looked at Lu Lu with a hint of trust.
After resting for a while, several people continued to carry the mallets. Lu Lu asked Chen Xiuqing to stay and help. He carried the semi-automatic and led Yuan Bao and others to beat the meat.
Lu Lu deliberately searched for them, but it didn't take much time to find a few roe deer feeding in the valley. Using the old method, Yuan Bao led a few dogs to intercept them at one end, while he went to the other side.
After knocking down a roe deer with one shot, the group of roe deer turned around and ran back, but Yuanbao and the others also stopped a big one.
Lu Lu ignored them and allowed them to practice and hunt on their own.
He himself took the knife and disemboweled the one he had hit. After taking out the sewer and throwing it away, the other one had already been gutted to death by Yuanbao and the others. However, it was not bitten randomly, but was captured by Yuanbao.
He dragged several puppies towards Lu Lu.
Good dogs are like this. Even if it is the game they hunt, they will not eat it whenever they want. Instead, they will first hand over the prey to their master, and they will eat whatever the master gives them.
In a short period of time, one roe deer had enough meat to eat. Lu Lu directly broke open the roe deer that Yuan Bao and the others had hunted, skinned it, took out the four legs, and let Yuan Bao and the others eat the rest.
Then he tied up the robe skins and the good meat, tied them with ropes, and carried them back with the chopped wooden sticks.
When they arrived at the place where the mallets were carried, they put the meat in a cool place. After taking a short rest, Lu Lu also went to help lift the mallets.
As evening approached, all the three-flowered flowers and palms were removed, as well as the two jiazizi and the lampstands that were found.
We took inventory of all the items, and whatever was valuable was packed up early.
The rest are just moistened with moss.
When lifting the mallet, we often dig out some very small mallets.
Unlike artificially cultivated ones, wild locusts can grow like a radish in just a few years. Wild locusts, even if they grow for decades, are still very small. Two or three are very common.
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Erjiazi and lampstands are too small, and many of them cannot be sold for much money. As for Sanhua and Palm, they are just small roots after digging up, and they are even worthless.
"What to do with these things?" Liang Kangbo asked.
"The previous method was to bury these worthless sticks on the spot or find a nearby place with special markers, bury them back in the soil and let them continue to grow, and then come back to excavate them after a few years."
Lu Lu explained with a smile.
This practice is called concealment by insiders, which means hiding it.
This is a common method used by people who release mountains.
As for whether the hidden goods will be discovered and poached by others when they grow up, they will not consider it. Everything is arranged according to the wishes of the mountain god. Usually there is no thought of "I can't get it, and others can't get it."
Destroy it at will.
To put it bluntly, it is also a kind of protection in disguise.
Lu Lu looked at Jiang Zewei and a few others: "These little sticks, I have an idea and I want to ask for your opinions..."
Several people also looked at him, waiting for him to speak.
"I want to take these little mallets back and plant them."
After all, it is a wild product that has been growing for many years, and it is better than those with ginseng seeds. In the future, if it grows, wait for decades, and there will be some big products.
He thought about carving out a spot in the woods behind his house to raise some wild animals.
"Hey, that's it! Take it all. Your place is spacious and the environment is good. You don't need to guard it after it's planted. But we can't. We can't choose another place and build a shack to watch over it.
!" Liang Kangbo said directly.
"I can't take care of this thing, so I have no objection!" Zhao Yongke also expressed his stance.
"Take it back with you. I don't know how long it will take for these things to grow to be valuable, and I don't know if it will be your turn. I definitely won't be able to wait!" Jiang Zewei said with a smile: "However, those ginseng seeds are still needed.
Whatever you sow, you should leave some for future generations.”
As for Chen Xiuqing, let alone that.
Several people worked separately and selected several shady places to plant the ginseng seeds collected over the past two days.
Lu Lu and the others directly rubbed off the skin of the ginseng seeds, and then buried the ginseng seeds in the soil.
Jiang Zewei was different. He threw the ginseng seeds into his mouth, ate the skin and flesh, and planted the seeds he spat out.
Seeing him like this, Chen Xiuqing, Liang Kangbo and Zhao Yongke also tried to eat some ginseng seeds, skin and meat, mainly to taste the taste.
Lu Lu had already tasted it, and it tasted similar to Bang Chui.
After the work was done, Jiang Zewei took a machete and cut omens on the red pine tree facing the earth mound where the fifth-grade leaf stick was excavated, leaving a mark.
Jiang Zewei acted very solemnly in this matter.
This was of extraordinary significance to him in his life, and no one said a word about it.
In the eyes of the older generation, cutting omens is to create a glorious record for one's gang and to serve as a reminder of wealth for future generations. What is more important to Jiang Zewei is the sense of ritual.
After the marks were made, Jiang Zewei burned them with fire, causing pine oil to appear around the marks.
This process is called washing the face of signs.
Doing this will prevent the bark of the tree that has been cut off from healing, and you will still be able to see these old signs decades later.
After finishing the work, everyone took a packet of steamed buns and roe deer meat and returned to the tent.
This time, the harvest was not small. In the evening, Zhao Yongke made a handful of roe deer meat, and he also burned the roe deer head in the firewood.
Except for Lu Lu and Chen Xiuqing, this was the first time for the other three people to see this novel method, and they were all waiting to taste the taste of this roe deer meat feast.
However, when Zhao Yongke pulled the burned roe deer head out of the ashes, knocked off the shell, and cut the dark red meat inside into pieces with a hunting knife and gave them to Jiang Zewei and the others, everyone was as excited as Lu Lu.
I can't tell any difference in taste.
However, everyone knows that the Oroqen people give roe deer head meat to others out of respect and approval, and everyone applauds after eating it.
There were also roe deer livers and roe deer kidneys burning in the fire. They were not eaten raw this time. They were sliced after being cooked and dipped in water with the sauce made by Lu Lu. It had a very special dry aroma.
Lu Lu and Jiang Zewei kept thinking that if there were three five-grade sticks, there would probably be a six-leaf stick there.
The next day, a group of people searched the area. As a result, they found nothing except two more Erjiazhu trees throughout the whole day.
When several people sat down to rest, Jiang Zewei sighed: "I can't find the older stick tree, maybe we are not destined."
He attributed this matter to numerology.
Lu Lu thought it was normal and didn't say much.
"What should we do tomorrow? Continue to search, or go out into the mountains?" Liang Kangbo was more concerned about this: "When we went into the mountains, we brought a lot of food, and we also bought meat to supplement it. This food is enough for us to stay in the mountains for a few days."
Obviously, he supports continuing to look for Bang Chui.
"Uncle Jiang, what do you think? Can your body bear it?"
Lu Lu was even more worried that Jiang Zewei was old and had been tossing in the mountains for many days, fearing that he would not be able to bear it.
He also thought to himself that it was rare to travel so far to such a deep mountain, and he wanted to spend more time looking for it. Although the harvest this time was good, if there was still more harvest, no one would think it was too much.
"I'm fine!"
Jiang Zewei said with a smile: "This time I came here and was served by you guys with delicious food and drinks. It was more comfortable than what I had at home. I also want to stay longer. The key is you, kid. I leave the things to you.
, you can’t do it yourself once?”
"Okay, then let's change places tomorrow. This time I will be here to view the mountain scenery, and I will ask you to give me some advice." Lu Lu nodded and agreed.
With Jiang Zewei's inheritance and Lu Lu's experience in his previous life, he figured out many things.
In his last life, he went into the mountains, scratching his head and finding nothing. This time, he believed that he would gain something good.
After dinner, several people took an early rest. The next morning, Chen Xiuqing and others were asked to pack up tent equipment. He himself picked up the semi-automatic and led Jiang Zewei to the top of the mountain and climbed a big tree to watch.
The morning sun comes out, the temperature rises, and among the mountains and fields, you can see several places where mist is steaming.
After looking at the mountains, clouds and vegetation, Lu Lu quickly selected one of the places.
After getting off the tree, he told Jiang Zewei about the situation of the place he chose, and the old man nodded repeatedly.
Lu Lu made a decision immediately. After returning, he took Zhui Feng and several people and headed directly towards that place.
Looking at the hillside not far away from each other on the mountain, it took more than two hours to reach it.
"Brother Wang Gang, Gu Li..."
A few people were setting up a tent in the forest and building a fire to cook, when a very pleasant sound came from the forest.
As soon as he heard this cry, Jiang Zewei immediately laughed: "It is indeed a good place, the mallet birds are screaming!"
Thanks to fellow book friend Brother Kang for the tip!