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When Changan heard the name, he knew it was a medicinal herb.

She held the Ganoderma lucidum with both hands and tried to pull it out, but it turned out that the thing was so strong that she couldn't pull it out.

Chang'an, what are you doing?

Goudan ran over, curiously watching the little baby pulling out carrots, and said, Let me do it.

Changan nodded and stepped aside.

Goudan hessed and pulled out for a while, but still didn't move, so he had to say: It would be nice if I brought a shovel.

Chang'an was afraid that he would pull out Yun Gai, so he pulled Goudan aside: Uncle, pull it out.

Goudan scratched his head and said, Well, Third Uncle is very strong, so he can definitely pull it out.

After a while, Song Sanshun followed the little hoe over.

Uncle! Pull out Ganoderma lucidum! Chang'an waved to his third uncle.

What? Song Sanshun thought he heard wrong, so he walked over quickly, followed his niece's fingers, and saw a Ganoderma lucidum as long as a child's forearm lying on the ground.

Song Sanshun's eyes widened and he rushed over in disbelief.

Oh my God! It's really Ganoderma! He touched it with trembling hands and pinched his thigh hard.

It wasn't a dream, Chang'an and the others really found a large Ganoderma lucidum plant.

Look, this Yun Gai is very fresh. It must have been born this year. The price given by the drug store is also high.

Song Sanshun took off the kitchen knife from his waist and dug out the Ganoderma lucidum bit by bit.

He took off his outer shirt and wrapped the Ganoderma lucidum.

Let's go! Go home! He put the coat wrapped in Ganoderma lucidum into his arms, smiled so hard that he couldn't see his eyes, and happily pulled Chang An back.

Chang'an didn't want to leave, so he pointed to the beehive in the tree and shouted: Honey! Honey!

Uncle knows, he has to go home to get something. Song Sanshun picked up his little niece and walked back: That thing stings, you kids can't stay here. Don't worry, uncle will let you eat honey today.

Chang'an felt relieved, looked at the bee hole, and said, Uncle keeps bees.

Song Sanshun understood what his niece meant and sighed, We can't feed her.

Although honey is precious and precious, you need to be knowledgeable about beekeeping, and you only have half a year to harvest honey. In the other half of the year, you have to spend a lot of honey water to raise them. If you are not careful, the bees will get sick and die, which is not cost-effective.

Song Sanshun stopped watering the millet seedlings and poured the locust flowers into a bucket. His niece put it into another empty bucket, picked up the bucket, and called Goudan and Little Hoe home.

When Huahua and Gouzi saw their master leaving, they jumped out of the grass and ran back.

Meeting Song Laoliu on the way, Song Sanshun said loudly: Brother Liu, come with me to get honey.

Song Laoliu and his wife were watering the crops in the field. Hearing the words, he agreed and followed Song Sanshun home with the bucket.

You need to prepare a lot of things when digging out a beehive, not only a bucket with a lid, but also several pieces of clothing, a basket with a hood, and a few handfuls of straw.

If the hive is in a tree or on a mountain wall, you must prepare a climbing rope.

After returning home and packing their things, Song Sanshun and Song Laoliu went out.

Be careful. Wu said worriedly, Don't get stung by bees.

Song Sanshun waved to his wife: It's okay, it's not like I haven't paid for it before.

Chang'an ran over and grabbed his uncle's clothes: Squat down.

Song Sanshun had no choice but to stop and squat down: What's the matter?

Uncle wear it. Chang'an took off the string of copper coins hanging from his neck, hung it on his uncle's neck, and said seriously: Bees don't bite.

Song Sanshun smiled and rubbed his little niece's head: Thank you Chang'an.

Chang'an was satisfied and went back to make the clay figurine with Goudan Xiaohoe.

Mrs. Wu mixed a pot of noodles and picked some locust flowers to make a locust flower glutinous rice pie.

The two pig's trotters that the little hoe girl had given her in the morning were also stewed in the pot, and they were slowly simmered with the soybeans. The aroma wafted out, attracting the three children in the yard to swallow their saliva.

More than an hour later, Song Sanshun finally came back.

He smiled and walked into the yard carrying two wooden barrels, followed by Song Laoliu, whose face was swollen into a pig's head.

Goudan was stunned, looking at Song Laoliu for a long time without recognizing that this was his father.

They saw that his upper lip was swollen and raised, and his eyes were swollen to the seams, yet he still laughed, which scared Goudan and Little Hoe to death.

Chang'an, come and taste the honey. Song Sanshun called to his niece and two friends: Goudan and Little Hoe are also here. Thank you for finding the honeycomb today.

He opened the lids of the two wooden barrels and saw that each barrel contained several large pieces of honeycomb. Thick honey flowed out of the honeycomb, and a rich scent of acacia nectar hit his face.

Chang'an lay down next to the barrel, wiped it with his fingers and put it into his mouth, his little face suddenly blossomed with joy.

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Goudan and Little Hoe were also lying on the edge of the barrel, imitating Chang An and smearing honey with their fingers.

Song Sanshun ignored them and discussed with Song Laoliu what to use to pack honey.

This much honey weighs about twenty kilograms and requires several small jars to contain it.

I have two pickle jars at home, so I'll use that one, Song Laoliu said.

Song Sanshun shook his head: No, it will cause odor. I'll buy a few new jars to put them in. It's not expensive anyway.

Then he went to the house to get some copper coins and walked quickly out of the yard.

There is a family in their village who knows how to make ceramics. They often open a kiln to make pottery bowls and pots to sell on the market. The family makes coarse porcelain, so the price is very cheap.

After a while, Song Sanshun came back with a few small jars, washed them with water, dried the water vapor on the fire, and filled the honey with Song Laoliu.

They cut the hive open and let the honey flow into jars.

This process was very slow, but the two of them were laughing and doing things at the same time, which was quite relaxing.

Is this weird? Why didn't the bee sting you? Instead, it stung me? Song Lao Liubai was puzzled.

I was busy running away before, so I didn't have time to ask. Now my face is swollen and uncomfortable, and I feel wronged even thinking about it.

Obviously he didn't go up to get the honey, but the bees chased him and stung him. Even though his head and face were wrapped tightly with clothes, he still got stung several times.

Song Sanshun touched the two copper coins on his neck and smiled: I'm lucky, the bees don't want to sting me.

Humph. Song Laoliu rolled his eyes.

After packing the honey, there are six jars in total, each jar contains about three kilograms of honey.

Song Sanshun gave Song Laoliu two altars and a small hoe. After all, it was the hive he found.

I left another jar to give to the clan leader, and I also kept two jars at home.

All that's left is some beeswax.

Song Sanshun put the beeswax into a linen bag and boiled it in a large jar filled with water. When the water boiled, the wax gradually melted and floated to the surface of the water.

Scoop out the top layer of light yellow beeswax, put it into another jar and boil it for a second time until it becomes wax oil.

Before the wax oil solidifies, pour it into a thick bamboo tube. A wick made of twisted cotton thread has been placed in the bamboo tube in advance.

In order to prevent the wick from wandering, it was tied with a branch and firmly fixed in the middle of the bamboo tube.

When the wax solidifies, break the bamboo tube and a thick candle is made. (End of chapter)