Yingzi was immediately happy when she saw the grass in Lin Yi's hand. It turned out to be this kind of grass.

She didn't see it clearly just now, but after seeing it clearly, she found that she also knew this kind of grass.

It turned out to be Mao Gen.

The so-called thatch root is the root of thatch.

It is not unfamiliar to rural people, especially in the 80s, when wood-burning stoves were the mainstay.

I believe everyone who was born at that time had the experience of going up the mountain to cut firewood, and thatch was a very popular weed.

In autumn, the thatch dries up and is used as firewood. It is not too good.

And can be used to start fires.

and Matsuakiko, both of whom are often seen in rural areas.

As for Mao Gen, in an era of food shortage, it is food that can be put on the table.

Of course, in the eyes of younger children, Maogen is a delicious substitute for snacks in times when snacks are scarce.

The way to eat it is very simple, just dig it out from the ground like Lin Yi, wash it, stuff it into your mouth and chew it.

"Thank you." Yingzi took the grass root from Lin Yi and put it into his mouth generously and started eating.

The roots of thatch in winter are slightly yellow in color, with a bit of white at the roots and brown nodes.

This appearance is similar to Houttuynia cordata.

If you put both of them in front of you at the same time, you may not recognize them at first glance.

But it is easy to distinguish. One is to smell it. Houttuynia cordata, as the name suggests, has a fishy smell.

But Maogen didn't.

In addition, there is another difference, that is, the nodes of the grass root have no roots.

The rhizome of grass root is bamboo-shaped, as fine white and smooth as a ballpoint pen refill, and has a sweet taste.

"It tastes quite sweet. When my grandfather took me into the mountains, he would dig some for me to carry in my pocket, because when I was young, I was malnourished and had hypoglycemia."

Lin Yi explained to Yingzi.

What he is chewing is not grass roots, but longing.

Many children in the 80s were malnourished.

Suffering from hypoglycemia, unlike later generations, various forms of obesity.

What to do if you have low blood sugar? The best way is to put some sugar in your pocket.

When you feel dizzy, take one out and put it in your mouth to relieve it.

If there is no sugar, grass roots can also be substituted.

The taste of grass root is sweet, and it feels like eating candy when chewed in your mouth.

Yingzi tugged on the grass root in her hand, listening to Lin Yi's words with mixed feelings in her heart.

No wonder Ji Yi gave her some White Rabbit toffee when he met her for the first time.

"Sorry, Brother Yi, I didn't know you had hypoglycemia until now."

"It's okay, I'm fine now." Lin Yi smiled slightly at Yingzi.

However, sometimes when I see Mao Gen, I still can't help but think of his grandfather.

In his previous life, when Lin Yi was middle-aged, he would often buy some grass roots and put them at home.

Using thatch root with sophora twigs, bamboo leaves, reed roots, etc. to make herbal tea can remove internal heat.

In traditional Chinese medicine, grass root is also a medicinal material with high medicinal value.

The two found some ingredients for making soup outside the valley and returned to the cave.

After lunch, Lin Yi and the others planned to take a nap, but at this moment, there was movement outside.

Lin Yi lay down at the sentry point prepared in advance, holding a telescope and looking into the distance.

"Sura is back."

Soon, Ji Yi saw Shura and several hounds.

They seemed a little embarrassed. They had obviously encountered some danger in the mountains, but they didn't know if it was the wild boar they were looking for.

"Woof woof." When Shura saw Ji Yi, he wagged his tail desperately and had fun. "Shura, come and eat quickly. You must be very hungry." Yingzi put the remaining lunch meals and soup together, put them on the fire to heat up, and then gave Shura and the others lunch.

A group of dogs waggled their tails and started eating.

Mr. Han came to Lin Yi and asked if there was any movement in Lin Yi.

Lin Yi nodded, gave the binoculars to Mr. Han, and then pointed into the distance.

A wild boar is running towards this side.

Because of its huge body, the surrounding trees vibrated as it ran.

Good guy, such a big wild boar really stunned Mr. Han.

He had been hunting in Changbai Mountain for decades and had never seen such a big wild boar.

"Everyone, come here quickly. The wild boar has appeared. Victory or defeat depends on this." Mr. Han entered the cave and called everyone over.

At this time, in the cave, vibrations from the ground in the distance could already be felt.

"What should we do now?" The villagers were a little nervous.

"Just wait and see what happens, don't do anything." Lin Yi said.

The location where they dug the trap was on the path that the wild boar must take to come this way.

At this time, Shura finished his meal and ran out, just on this side of the trap, barking at the wild boar in the distance.

Several hounds also kept barking.

The wild boars became even more agitated when they heard Shura's calls.

There was a language barrier between pigs and dogs, and Ji Yi didn't know how Shura and the others angered the wild boar.

This wild boar is on the verge of going berserk.

"My God, Shura and the others really did it. I really don't know how they attracted the wild boar." Yingzi muttered.

I love these hounds like Shura even more.

This is simply the best partner for hunting in the mountains.

Yingzi took a telescope and observed the wild boar.

Although she had seen it with Ji Yi as early as yesterday, she was still very shocked when she saw it again today.

Those who didn’t know better thought it was a wild boar that had become a spirit.

This is too scary.

"If it were in ancient times, this pig would definitely be regarded as a pig demon." The villager murmured.

Lin Yi was certain that this wild boar was not native to the Northeast, because its appearance was somewhat different from the wild boars in the Northeast.

There are still some slight differences between wild boar subspecies in different regions.

The climate here in the Northeast is already cold enough, but it is even colder in Siberia.

Because it is close to the North Pole, the wild boars there have very long manes.

Coupled with a huge pig head, fierce eyes, and two protruding, long fangs hanging from its mouth.

To describe it in one word, it is fierce and evil.

Lin Yi couldn't help but think of the village next door in his previous life, where several villagers died because wild boars entered the village.

That's not even the Siberian wild boar.

If a Siberian wild boar entered the mountains, the destructive power would be unimaginable.

"Fortunately, we dug a trap four to five meters deep, otherwise we really wouldn't be able to trap this wild boar." Mr. Han wiped his sweat.

This wild boar feels too oppressive.

He broke into a cold sweat watching it.

"Brother Yi, the wild boar is almost at the place where we have set the trap." At this time, Yingzi clenched his fists nervously.

Everyone stared nervously ahead.

They couldn't relax until the wild boar fell into the trap.

Shura stood beside the trap and shouted, and the wild boar roared.
Immediately afterwards, the wild boar missed the mark and fell headfirst into the trap. (End of chapter)

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