Beside the tent, Zhang Shaofeng had already prepared meals and was waiting.
Lu Lu got into the tent, put the hunting bag he carried on his back into the tent, and then followed Liang Kangbo and others to the river to wash their hands and faces. At the same time, he took off his clothes and shook them off to check whether there were grass crawlers on each other's bodies.
The semi-automatic gun I was carrying was taken out of the holster. The gun seemed to be covered with a layer of dust. A closer look revealed that the dust was made of fine midges, with small bites and chaff.
A lot of it can also be shaken out of the holster.
There are too many of these things in the mountains and forests. No matter how hard you drive them away all day long, you will always be bitten. Everyone's face is a little swollen, all caused by the bites. If you don't wash them properly, your whole body will be itchy.
Also apply the medicine on it.
Lu Lu couldn't help but wonder whether he should prepare a midge-proof gauze hat for himself next time he goes into the mountains, but he also felt that wearing a gauze hat would hinder the search for sticks... Apply more tiger balm and prepare some toilet water.
something!
After washing, the four of them returned to the tent. Zhang Shaofeng had already placed the dishes and chopsticks and started eating.
"How was the harvest today?" Zhang Shaofeng asked casually while feeding a few people.
"It's not bad. I carried a few seedlings, one of which is a hundred years old." Lu Lu also answered casually.
Zhang Shaofeng was a little shocked when he heard this: "Another century-old guy!"
“It’s a rare commodity!”
Lu Lu said this, but he was thinking in his heart that this is another precious ginseng that is worth collecting.
However, this time, Lu Lu didn't plan to mention it to them. He always felt in his heart that he should take it to someone to appraise it, then pay a few of them according to the price, and then take it back for collection.
The only reason is that he doesn't want to test people's hearts with this, even if they are sworn brothers.
Talking about feelings hurts money, talking about money hurts feelings.
In Lu Lu's view, these words are contradictory, but they are very real. If the balance is not good, contradictions will arise in minutes.
He prefers to separate money and feelings to make things more pure and unambiguous, including the six-grade leaf stick tree he carried earlier. Although Zhang Shaofeng and others unanimously agreed to give it to him, he still planned to insist on having it appraised.
, and then give additional money to a few people.
In fact, Lu Lu himself was also thinking about doing some single stick poking for a period of time.
The so-called single-stick poking means that one person releases the mountain alone.
There is no entanglement this way, but of course, the risk factor is also much higher.
However, Lu Lu was not afraid. With guns and dogs, where could he go?
We must take advantage of this opportunity to get more mallets of good quality and age and collect them. If these things are sold in twenty or thirty years, each one will easily cost millions or even tens of millions.
Saving high-quality mallets means you are constantly saving money, which is much more valuable than saving a bunch of big sticks that were only ten yuan a few years ago.
The key is that if you can hunt for big items with a single stick, you can keep a lower profile if you collect them yourself.
Otherwise, if you have precious ginseng at home and spread the word, it will be remembered by others.
Lu Lu weighed it up and thought it was a good idea. After returning home and taking a short rest, he would start with the Xiaoxing'an Mountains where his home is located.
In the animal skin book, there are also several places where sticks were recorded in the Xiaoxing'an Mountains.
After so many years, if it still exists, the small twister from back then would have already become a big deal.
Lu Lu was thinking about something in his mind and didn't say much. He listened to Liang Kangbo, Chen Xiuqing and Zhang Shaofeng bragging about the third-grade leaf stick and hammer carrying a century-old product.
I have been talking about the man who is probably still carrying the stick on the mountain until now.
Zhang Shaofeng slapped his thigh and cursed: "You walked past them in about half an hour in the morning. I saw them this morning and thought they had moved to another place. I didn't expect that they would come to where you are."
Shanweizi is gone... Damn it!"
"The people who went there in the morning told us that they had just arrived...that old man is not a good guy either!" Liang Kangbo was also slightly annoyed.
In the morning and even some time after noon, Lu Lu and the others kept calling for mountains, which meant that it was impossible for Na San to not know that they were pressing mountains in that area, but did so on purpose, just for fear that the sticks around Lao Zhao would be destroyed.
Lu Lu and others found it, so they did it secretly.
"Go back and find them..." Chen Xiuqing was a little distracted these days.
Lu Lu also frowned slightly when he heard this, but after thinking about it, he shook his head slightly: "Forget it this time. If we meet again next time and dare to do this, let's settle the old and new accounts together! Hurry up after dinner
It’s time to rest, let’s leave early tomorrow and change to the next place.”
Lu Lu always felt that finding as many of these old signs as possible was the right thing to do.
There are several places marked with old signs in the entire Zhang Guangcai Ridge, so he must hurry up. The feeling given to him by the Third Master is also directed at those old signs, and may even be clearer than he knows.
"Where are we going tomorrow?" Zhao Yongke asked rarely.
Lu Lu smiled: "I only know the location, but I can't tell the name. It's deeper in the mountain... By the way, after setting off tomorrow, be sure to remember to kidnap along the way, otherwise it will be troublesome to get to Mada Mountain.
Already."
"good!"
Several people responded one after another.
After dinner, Lu Lu fed Yuan Bao and a few dogs some wild boar meat and corn porridge, then returned to the tent to show Zhang Shaofeng the century-old "Lampstand" tree.
"It's so beautiful!" Zhang Shaofeng's eyes shone when he looked at the stick tree.
"It's quite beautiful." Lu Lu said with a smile.
"If I hadn't been afraid that these mallets would break or get bugs if they were left there, I would have wanted to do the same as you and get two of them and hide them. Not only are these mallets valuable, but they can also save lives at critical moments..."
Zhang Shaofeng is very smart.
Then again, many people are willing to pay a lot of money to buy a mallet, especially rich people, often because of the idea of hanging their lives with the mallet.
"Yeah, I'm just afraid that if I leave it alone, it might get damaged accidentally!" Liang Kangbo also smacked his lips and said.
It seems that it's not that they don't know the value of the collection, but more often than not they are worried that the gain will outweigh the loss in the end.
Regarding this point, Lu Lu himself knew some methods, but he was not completely sure, so he didn't say anything more.
But I heard Zhang Shaofeng ask: "Lao Wu, how many grades of leaves do you think this stick should count?"
Lu Lu looked at Bangchui and said: "The smallest reed head grows third-grade leaves. If the other two grow, I estimate that one is a fourth-grade leaf and the other is a fifth-grade leaf. Each reed head represents a body.
Calculated this way, it should be called three-body and twelve-grade leaves."
"Didn't you say that the highest level of Bangchui is the sixth-grade leaf?" Chen Xiuqing scratched her hair and asked in confusion.
"You are stupid. Didn't Lao Wu already tell you that this is a three-body system, not just a single reed head..." Liang Kangbo smiled at Chen Xiuqing, turned to look at Lu Lu, and asked: "Lao Wu
Five, do you think this stick can really only grow to six leaves? Is there a seedling with seven or eight prongs on it?"
"I have never heard of a seedling with eight prongs on it, but ancient books record that there are seven prongs on it. They are very rare. Almost no one has seen them. It can be said to be three to four hundred years old, or even up to 100 years old.
millennium!"
When Lu Lu mentioned the Qipin Ye, his heart was shocked. He actually knew the location of a living Qipin Ye stick—Dalian Chengyuan Hot Spring Villa!
There is a community of pure wild locust trees in the villa, and the most impressive locust tree is a seven-leaf locust tree. It has been identified as the only seven-leaf locust tree found in China for thousands of years. In addition,
, nearly 600 wild locust trees were also found in the surrounding area.
This is a fairly large group of sticks, which is rare in the world.
Lu Lu began to wonder if it was necessary for him to carry those mallets... taking advantage of the fact that the villa has not yet been established as a scenic spot, and a protected area has not yet been designated to protect those mallets.
It’s such a famous place, it’s hard for Lu Lu not to know about it!
In later generations, those who have visited that scenic spot will all know the existence of this big mallet.
If he can get all those sticks, there is no doubt that Lu Lu will not have to fight again in this life.
But he also felt that this was very inappropriate. If he did that, the world would be missing such a unique and unique thing, and it would be difficult for the world to see it again.
In this era when Bangchui is being excavated and harvested privately, and the Bangchui will be turned into a protected plant in a few years, the place where the Seven-Rank Ye Bangchui tribe is located is a rare pure land.
"Let's have a little bit of a bottom line!"
Lu Lu used this excuse to suppress his fierce fighting mood: "In this big mountain, I can find a few more six-grade leaf sticks to prepare. I have to leave some roots... It can't be too bad, just let it grow well."
Come on."
The growth of Bangchui is slow, and sometimes "leapfrogging" occurs due to malnutrition.
In other words, if the sticks with fourth-grade leaves last year are not damaged, the stems that grow next year will turn into lampstands or two-grade leaves due to lack of nutrition.
Of course, if the growing environment is good enough and the fertility is sufficient, it is also possible to grow directly from the lampstand to the fourth-grade leaves and into the fifth-grade leaves.
As for the seventh-grade leaves, more of them only exist in legends - only with fertile soil, no natural enemies, moderate air humidity, and a special growth environment due to the growth of surrounding vegetation, can it be possible to produce seventh-grade leaves.
Although the seventh-grade leaves cannot represent the year, they can indicate that the medicinal properties must be the best.
It is precisely for this reason that the seventh-grade Ye Bangchui can be called a treasure among treasures. How rare it is to grow up to this level!
Forget it, leave something for future generations!
There are too many ways to make money for him.
Lu Lu shook his head and put away the thoughts in his head. After Zhang Shaofeng saw the stick tree, he carefully packed it into buns again and told everyone to rest quickly.
The next day, a few people got up before dawn. Some cooked, some fed the horses, and some packed their luggage.
After a while of busy work, we had breakfast. At dawn, Lu Lu took Zhui Feng, who was carrying the luggage, and led the way. Along the way, they walked through mountains and forests. Liang Kangbo and Zhao Yongke either chopped bark or broke branches.
, using a crutch, kept going deep into the mountains and forests.
Every time Lu Lu passed a mountain top, he would choose a place on the top of the mountain to take a good look at the surrounding mountain scenery and grasp the direction.
Just as they were crossing a ravine, several people saw a shack that someone had left. On one side, three corpses were tied to trees. They were severely rotten and emitted a strong stench that filled the ravine.
One look at the method and knew that the three people had violated the gang's rules and were left in the mountains.
Of course, we don't rule out the possibility of a big deal turning against you.
"In this world, money is white and eyes are black. People who make money do not know how many accidents and troubles they cause!" Liang Kangbo said with emotion.
"yes!"
Lu Lu nodded.
Recalling that during the year and a half since he returned to the mountains, he had calculated carefully that several lives had been lost under his own hands, he suddenly felt inexplicably frightened in his heart.
But when he thought about it carefully, he himself felt that he had a clear conscience. He wanted to live a stable life, but things always came to him. In these days, it was impossible not to be ruthless. Even if he didn't want to do it, he was always forced to do it.
"As long as we have a clear conscience, let's just say one thing: I won't offend anyone unless they offend me. We won't cause trouble and we won't be afraid of it!" Lu Lu quickly adjusted his mentality.
Zhang Shaofeng heard this and said with a smile: "That's well said!"
It was not until dusk that we arrived at the next place with old signs. However, when a few people were still choosing a campsite, they saw a rotten shack that had been abandoned for many years and looked like a tomb.
A few people also set up camp nearby, buried pots to make rice, and waited to find Lao Zhao tomorrow.