Reborn in the fiery age, I am a salted fish in the mountains

Chapter 26

It is mid-November.

Panax notoginseng generally blooms in July and August, and can only be dug up and sold after August.

It's just that because of the different growth environments, the notoginseng in some places can still be excavated earlier.

Put down the pan and take out the hoe.

Han Xiaokang and Aju picked one of the Panax notoginseng plants that looked bigger and whose flower buds had begun to wither, and then dug down towards its roots.

After digging out the notoginseng, everyone looked at the notoginseng tree, which is not small.

But the skin of Panax notoginseng is still a little immature, and the skin will be broken with a light touch.

If this kind of Panax notoginseng is processed, it will easily lose its appearance, so it will not be sold at a good price.

But in line with the idea that everyone has come, Aju finally dug up 5 larger Panax notoginseng.

Then handed Sanqi to Han Xiaokang, "Brother Xiaokang, put it away first! Your home is far away, but Uncle Juren and I are close.

When it's time to dig, Juren and I can just come in again.We will discuss how to divide the selling price later. "

It is not easy to go into the mountain by yourself, but it is indeed more convenient for Wu Juren and Aju to come in.

So what Aju said made sense.

Han Xiaokang put away the panax notoginseng, excused himself to untie his little hands, and hid himself behind the big rock.

Then he raised his mind and put Sanqi into the cabinet in his mind.

If I put Sanqi in the back basket, it would be wobbly along the way, and it might be broken.

Han Xiaokang knows the cabinet group in his mind, and it has an advantage:
That is, no matter what is put in, when it is taken out, it will only be better than the original variety.

And there will be no damage.

It's really worth it
This time I entered the mountain so far, and found 3 wild Gastrodia elata and a large piece of Panax notoginseng.

But it's a pity that these things will have to wait for more than a month to be realized.

One month is too long, Han Xiaokang just wants to fight for the day and night.

And if you want to make quick money, there is no doubt that you must catch the two poisonous snakes, the soldering iron head and the bamboo leaf green, and the money comes the fastest.

The District Office received the task of handing over the poisonous snake this time, and the relevant department allocated a special fund for the purchase of the poisonous snake.

The price is really quite beautiful: the bamboo-leaf green snake is very small, and it costs 3 yuan to buy one.

The round-spotted viper is expensive, like a soldering iron tip, it is sold in two, 1 tael and 1 yuan.

However, the tip of the soldering iron is too toxic, and it is really incurable if bitten by it.

What's more terrible is that the superior bought these snakes for research purposes, so they only want to live.

Even the damaged tip of the soldering iron, no one else would want it!
This undoubtedly greatly increases the difficulty of catching poisonous snakes
No matter how difficult it is, you have to catch it!
Grabbing one is money.

Generally, an adult poisonous snake with a soldering iron head weighs about 2 or 3 catties.

And it is said that there are some that can grow to more than 10 kilograms, but few people can deal with it like a poisonous snake of that size.

According to Han Xiaokang's prediction,

Even if I grab a few 3-jin soldering iron tips, I will have enough money to build a house
It's a pity that there were too many people who ventured into the mountains to catch snakes this time, and there were no traces of soldering iron heads in the places I passed before.

Taking advantage of the gap to rest in the canyon.

Han Xiaokang asked Wu Juren, "Uncle Wu, do you know where I can find a soldering iron tip?"

Wu Juren rolled a cigarette himself with shredded tobacco and newspaper.

While clattering, he sighed: "Take your life for money, and I don't know what people in the world are doing with these extraneous things!"

Aju replied softly: "Uncle Juren, if it's not a heavy burden, who is willing to bend down? The big guys are willing to risk their lives and go into the mountains to catch snakes. Isn't that forced by life? "

"It's all about money!"

Wu Juren scolded, and then replied: "Xiaokang, I think you are very measured in what you say and do, can't you make money in another way?"

Han Xiaokang shook his head, "If my house encounters another heavy rain, it will completely collapse. If I don't make money, what will I use to build the house?"

During this period, the channels for rural people to come to money were extremely limited.

Slightly larger economic activities do not allow private participation.

So everyone is nothing more than selling some farmers' native products in exchange for some cash.

But the number of chickens, ducks and geese raised by every household is not only limited.

And after raising too many, how can the members of the production team have so much food to feed them?

Don’t say that you can raise chickens free-range and let them go out to eat by themselves. Residents in towns and villages forget to collect their underwear that hangs outside at night, and they can’t be seen the next day after keeping them!
Not to mention that during this period, the population was far less dense than later generations.

There are also many weasels, eagles and other raptors, which will harm the chickens and ducks raised by the members.
Under such circumstances, who can raise so many chickens, ducks and geese?

After hearing the reason why Han Xiaokang was eager to make money, Wu Juren sighed quietly, "The dead cry has a soldering iron head, and there are many scorpions. These things can be sold at a good price.

It's a pity, it's terrible over there!

Even when the dead arrive, they have to cry in fright. Do you think it's scary?
So far, I am not the only one who, as far as I know, is the only one who has been in the cries of the dead and can come out alive. "

Wu Juren went in and the dead cried?
Han Xiaokang hurriedly asked him, how can he cry to the dead?

"No! I won't tell you how to get away when the dead cry, so as not to kill you inside."

Wu Juren shook his head like a barang drum, "My Xiaoshuang warned me that if I dare to step on the dead and cry for half a step, I won't be able to drink corn wine in the future.
Don't go, don't go, exchange life for money, exchange human flesh for pork, I will definitely not do it! "

Don't say it, right?

Han Xiaokang wanted to confirm again: "Uncle Wu, I won't force you not to go, but can you tell me where the dead man is crying?"

"I won't tell you!"

The Wuju people are quite stubborn, "Xiaokang, don't try to force me. With your little three-legged kung fu, you may not be able to do it better than me. I think back then, I was still a Wuju people!"

Aju had secretly told Han Xiaokang that Wu Juren, his title of Juren, was bought from a few swindlers with money.

That's why his family's ancestral land was wiped out by his misfortune.
It's just that the title of Wu Juren is false, but his skill is not bad, which is true.

See his tight-lipped.

Han Xiaokang pointed to the remnant of the newspaper that was used to wrap cigarettes just now in Wu Juren's hand, "Uncle Wu, do you know that if I go to the district office to report you, what kind of severe punishment will you receive if you are in this situation? "

"Mud horse!!! Me, what crime did I do!"

Wu Juren looked down, and immediately jumped two feet high as if stung by a scorpion!

I saw the newspaper he tore off just now, and there was a photo there!
If the District Office finds out about this, the Wu Juren will never be able to eat it or take it away.
Don't say let him eat peanuts.

Let Wu Ju people go to the small coal mines in the deep mountains and old forests, dig coal for several years, and shine for free for the revitalization of the industrial and agricultural construction in the district.

This is definitely impossible to escape.

After a moment.

Wu Juren waved his hands to bid farewell to Han Xiaokang and Aju, "Xiaokang, I heard a piece of advice, you don't go into the Dead Man's Cave, it's in the Dead Man's Cry Canyon, find 2 soldering iron tips to earn a little money and forget it. The heads were not harvested, so I beat and killed a few of them in vain!"

The martial artist lowered his voice,
Full of nervousness, he warned Han Xiaokang, "Don't try to enter the cave, people will really die there!

Although I talked about the crying of the dead back then, when I climbed to the front of the dead man's cave, I felt dizzy and dizzy, as if I really wanted to doze off.

Fortunately, I have practiced martial arts, so I felt that the situation was very bad, so I quickly slipped down."

Wu Ju said humanely, "If you really want to make money, you can search in the canyon, maybe you can pick up some valuable things there.
Don't pick up guns, grenades, etc. Those things are weapons of great murder and will only bring you disaster!
Wu Juren sighed, "Remember, remember."

"As for me, I'll just find a cave nearby and live there for two days!
Then I went back and said that I went into the mountain to catch snakes, but found nothing, so I had to find a little Chinese herbal medicine and go back. It was considered that I went into the mountain, and at least I completed the task assigned by the production team. "

Martial Juren, who has always been a little steely, now has a look of regret on his face: "The road ahead is dangerous, you two should take care of yourself. The place where the dead cry is really not a place for people to go!"

There are not only soldering iron tips in Dead Man Cry Canyon, but also guns and grenades?
Why does it sound so weird?
It's useless to think about it, you have to go and see for yourself.

Han Xiaokang thanked Wu Juren, and Han Xiaokang turned around and left.

But A-ju was not far or near behind her, and she couldn't be driven away no matter how hard she tried.

There is also the little macaque climbing and moving between the treetops of the mountains, which is also far behind Han Xiaokang.

like a dog skin plaster
　This book has 285 million words, and it can definitely be slaughtered.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)