Under the leadership of Lu Lu, the group kept walking and talked about their arrangements along the way. They mainly talked to Zhang Shaofeng about the rules in the process of carrying the mallet.
At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Lu arrived at Daguokui Mountain.
Instead of rushing into the forest, Lu Lu led a few people to climb along the ridge to the top of the mountain.
Walking through the trees, you can't see anything. Only when you get to a high place can you grasp the general trend of the mountain and see all the wind and clouds.
As the saying goes, everything can be seen.
Blindly drilling into the ravine is not the first choice.
Lu Lu didn't stop until he reached the top of Daguokui Mountain. After taking a short rest, he chose a big linden tree and climbed up to the top of the tree.
When he reached a height of more than ten meters, he pushed aside the dense branches and leaves of the lime tree and scanned the vast mountainous field.
It is the hottest time of the day, and it has not rained in the past few days. If there is fog, it is mostly in the morning, so it is obviously impossible to see fog.
He was comparing the topography he saw below, distinguishing the subtle differences in the dense atmosphere on the hillside. The light and shadow refracted by moist air and dry air are different, but such light and shadow can be distinguished in detail.
There are really not many people.
After watching for more than ten minutes, his eyes suddenly noticed a large slope near the south of Daguokui Mountain.
It is a ring-shaped depression covering dozens of hectares, with pine, oak, ash, linden and other tree species growing there.
Although it is southerly, the forest is very dense and has luxuriant branches and leaves. No matter how strong the sunlight is, it can only shine through the gaps in the branches and spread over those dense branches and leaves. Although it is not in the southeast
There is no shade, but it seems to have a strange halo under the high temperature of the sun.
"Purple Qi!" Lu Lu's heart moved slightly and he muttered in a low voice.
Then, he scanned the other places in the forest and found that the three Guokui Mountains were indeed good places. Several places, measured by the mountain scenery, were more suitable for the growth of sticks. However, for a while, he
Unable to make a more accurate judgment, I plan to stop at the ring-shaped valley in Nanshan today, and then find the right time tomorrow morning to go to the other two mountain tops to see the morning fog.
Even if you see a piece of land with purple aura, you have to look at the soil and the vegetation inside to be sure.
After getting off the tree, Lu Lu led Zhui Feng, Yuan Bao and other dogs into the front line and continued to move forward.
As they started to enter the mountain, they all knew they had to keep their mouths shut. They didn't say anything and followed quietly. It took more than half an hour for the group of people to finally reach the circle.
Lu Lu glanced around. On the hillside, Acanthopanax can be seen everywhere. This is a plant that is a close relative of the stick. It is very similar. The biggest difference is that one has thorns and the other does not. Many times, it is easy to be confused.
This thing was mistaken for a mallet.
The young leaves of Acanthopanax are also wild vegetables and can also be used to make tea.
In the mountains and forests, there are many plants that look very similar to sticks, so you have to pay attention to distinguish them, because they are very confusing.
In addition, Lu Lu also saw many maidenhair ferns around, which is also a type of fern, but the poles are thinner and black, like iron wires, distributed in clusters in the forest.
With these plants, Lu Lu could basically tell that this was a suitable place for sticks to grow.
Then, he squatted down and dug up the soil on the ground.
After changing several places, it was all loose humus soil, mixed with yellowish fine particles, not sticky and not dry, which is exactly the kind of moist soil that Bangchui likes to grow.
Lu Lu made a decision: "This is the place. Let's go down the mountain, find a place with water, set up a stove, and start arranging sticks and looking for sticks tomorrow!"
After saying that, he led the way down the hillside. After walking for more than ten minutes, he heard the sound of rushing water in the mountains in the distance.
I walked closer and took a look. The mountain stream was not big, but the water was clear. I took a sip and found that it tasted clear and slightly sweet.
Several people lay down next to the mountain stream, sticking their buttocks out and drinking to their full.
Then we chose a relatively flat and spacious area next to the mountain stream, and started to set up the tent and prepare firewood.
This place is not too deep into the mountains. Standing on the top of the mountain and looking around, you can see the villages several kilometers away in the distance. Although it is a virgin forest, it is also a place where you can easily tell the direction. That is why
, when you come to this place, there is no need to use kidnappers as road signs.
The tent is simple to set up and can be propped up in just a few minutes. It is much more convenient than chopping wood branches and leaves.
While a few people were busy collecting firewood, Lu Lu drove their horses to graze on the grassland by the river, exploring the surrounding topography. He also took a slingshot to catch small animals and feed the dogs.
Faintly, shouts could be heard coming from far away in the mountains.
At this time of year, the most people come into the mountain to carry sticks, so it’s not surprising to hear shouts.
Zhang Shaofeng and others set up the tent, prepared a sleeping place inside, and then started to light the firewood. They were not in a hurry to cook, but took out the pork belly they got yesterday and simmered it in oil.
Chen Xiuqing also took the knife by the way, cut some pork belly slices, put them on sticks, and grilled them by the fire.
Fire smoke spreads and rises among the dense trees, telling the surrounding area that there are already people in this area.
Dinner is ready-made, and after the oil is simmered, it can be solved by simply heating it up.
The weather is hot, and all kinds of food go bad easily. You can't prevent it, so you have to eat the cooked food first.
After finishing the meal, Zhao Yongke searched for some mugwort in the mountains, rolled it into long strips, put it on a piece of bark and lit it, inhaling the small bites and chaff of the mountain mosquitoes that found the opportunity to get into the tent through the gaps in the curtains.
Such insects.
Several people don't smoke, otherwise, if the cigarette is lit and a few puffs of smoke come out, it will be more powerful.
However, there is a non-smoking solution.
After checking each other for grasshoppers and the like on their bodies, the five of them got into the tent and lay down to rest.
The horses that had fed Baomi stood quietly among the trees, while the six dogs lay down in front of the tent, seemingly sleeping, but at the slightest movement, they all stood up and looked around.
"Lao Wu, isn't it said that wherever there is a stick, you can hear the cry of the stick bird?"
I had a good rest yesterday, and now I don’t feel sleepy at all. So I lay down in the tent and turned on the chatting mode.
Zhang Shaofeng, who followed Zhang Shaofeng into the mountains for the first time, seemed to be full of curiosity about everything.
"Why not? I did hear it."
Lu Lu said with a smile: "Mr. Jiang told me that in Changbai Mountain, the call languages of the stick birds are different in different places. It is said that in the Tonghua area at the northwest foothills of Changbai Mountain, the call of the stick birds is 'Brother Wang Gang, Li Gu!'
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The call of the stick bird in Fusong area on Changbaishan North Road is "Brother, come quickly, there is a stick bird here."
In Dunhua and the Jiaohe River area, the stick bird calls out, 'Brother Bangchui, where are you? There is a stick here.'"
"Really or not?"
Zhang Shaofeng's face was full of doubt: "Why does this bird sing so differently?"
Liang Kangbo interrupted and said with a smile: "Dialects, people in different places speak differently!"
"I think you are lying to me!" Zhang Shaofeng's words were full of disbelief.
Zhao Yongke also said: "Fourth brother, don't believe it. I have stayed in the mountains for the longest time. The same kind of bird will have different calls in different places."
Obviously, Zhao Yongke has sufficient authority in this regard.
But today I heard a lot of bird calls. Zhang Shaofeng really didn't hear the similar calls that Lu Lu mentioned, so he asked: "Lao Wu, what is the call you heard today?"
"What I heard today was, mallet, mallet, endless mallet!"
This suspicion of bragging was obviously too high, but it was a good expectation after all. Therefore, several people were made to laugh, but no one refuted whether it was true or not.
But Lu Lu then said jokingly: "If you don't believe it, just ask Qingzi, he also heard it today."
"I didn't pay attention!" Chen Xiuqing was asked inexplicably.
Lu Lu asked with a smile: "How could you not pay attention? Think carefully, have you heard such a cry: Swallow... Swallow..."
"Can a stick bird call like that?" Chen Xiuqing was a little confused.
"Dialect!" Several people said in unison with a tacit understanding, and then burst into laughter.
Only then did Chen Xiuqing react: "You are making fun of me!"
Lu Lu took a long breath: "It's not a joke. Everyone has his own stick in his heart."
These words are somewhat meaningful.
The reason why ginseng is called Bangchui is not only because the older generation secretly crossed hundreds of kilometers of wicker walls built by the Qing Dynasty to enter Changbai Mountain to dig ginseng and get through in front of the government, but also because they hoped that the Bangchui they dug would look like women
The mallets they use to hammer clothes are as big as theirs. What’s more important is that the older generation has always believed that valuable things have cheap names.
The name is cheap, but it is often the most precious.
But I heard Lu Lu say: "There is also a best time to dig sticks in the deep mountains and old forests of Changbai Mountain, just like when we farmers harvest crops, we must wait until the grains are full and the grain is mature. Now is the best time to dig sticks.
The ginseng seeds are most conspicuous when they turn completely red, and are also the most attractive to stick birds and various small animals for feeding.
At this time, there are still seeds sown, one generation after another, and they are dug up in the spring, which is to drive them all away.
Where there are mallet birds, it is a sign, but it does not mean that there are no mallet birds in places where there are no mallet birds. It is not a problem to blindly follow the sound, because the mallet birds have wings and can fly.
In fact, what kind of bird is the mallet bird? Many people who have carried the mallet in Changbai Mountain for generations only hear the sound of the mallet bird but cannot see its shape. Some people say it is a cuckoo, some say it is a great tit, and some say it is a night owl.
, there are many opinions, but in fact, you don’t need to worry about that much, just believe me.
Uncle Jiang pointed it out to me last time, and when I encounter it, I will point it out to you."
A few people nodded slightly. Among the group of people, Lu Lu was the only one who had obtained the true biography of Jiang Zewei. If you don't listen to him, who else can you listen to?
But no one would ask any more questions. They all knew that every industry has its own secrets, otherwise anyone could be the leader.
The more brothers we are, the more this should be the case.
The next morning, when it was just dawn, Lu Lu was the first to get out of the shack and listened carefully to the movement in the forest. He actually heard the call of the stick bird, which was just to the east, and the call remained unchanged for a long time.
I suddenly determined the direction I was looking for today.
"Don't you want to listen to the call of the stick bird?"
Lu Lu said toward the tent.
There was a commotion in the tent, and several people walked out of the tent sleepily. They all listened carefully and their faces became happy.
Lu Lu smiled and shouted: "Bring the pot and the rice!"
This is the jargon of Bangchui shack. Carrying the pot means cooking, and taking the rice means eating.
There was no noise or confusion among the people. They each carried their shoes and put on their leggings, then washed themselves in the stream and started to cook over the fire.
Lu Luze raised his semi-automatic and summoned Zhui Feng, and several dogs immediately followed him. After instructing the people to pay attention to safety, he rode Zhui Feng and prepared to go to the tops of Erguokui Mountain and Sanguokui Mountain first.
Now that I'm here, I'll take a look at the places where sticks are most likely to appear. I don't know when I'll come next time. There are so many places and I have to rotate them.