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  Chapter 192 Bei Chenxiang

   Hoo!

  Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt their legs go weak, and a sense of dizziness came from their minds. Several people sat on the ground involuntarily, panting heavily.

  Liu Qingshan ran towards Zhang Ganzi, and several other people ran over together, pulling Zhang Ganzi up from the ground with all his might.

   After checking, it seems that there is no injury on the body, which is really lucky.

   "Uncle Ganzi, wake up, wake up."

   Liu Qingshan called out, and saw Zhang Ganzi suddenly opened his eyes, looked around, and then grinned and cried loudly:

  No one laughed at him. Whoever it was, would definitely be terrified. Being able to cry proves that he hasn’t been completely frightened. Just let it out.

   "Master, why does this tiger feel weird?"

  Liu Qingshan still couldn't help asking the dumb grandpa.

  The dumb grandpa smiled and gestured to him, Liu Qingshan finally understood: this Siberian tiger, although it may look like an adult Siberian tiger in size, is actually a cub about two years old.

   It should be that she just left the tigress and started to live independently. The reason why she wandered here was to find her own territory.

   It turned out to be a Cerebellar Axe!

   No wonder he is so dazed, still so lively, and not very harmful, but jumping around on Zhang Ganzi is more insulting.

   Seeing that Zhang Ganzi was quite a big man, and he was still crying, Liu Qingshan and others began to persuade him again.

   Zhang Ganzi sat on the ground, patting his thighs vigorously with both hands:

   "It's over, it's over, it's over, tigers won't eat me and won't bite me, doesn't it mean that I don't have any sense of humanity at all, what does it mean that I'm still alive..."

   So I cried this!

   Zhang Luo was so angry that he really wanted to kick this guy a few times, but seeing Zhang's bear-like appearance, he couldn't do it, so he could only curse angrily:

   "Why didn't the tiger eat you just now!"

   When Zhang Ganzi encountered a tiger, he was fine except for being a little frightened and a little red and swollen on his shoulders.

  By the time I returned to Mukeleng for lunch at noon, this guy had completely recovered and was still sitting on the ground bragging:

   "At any rate, I also practiced wrestling with Siberian tigers. Although I have never wrestled with tigers, it is an honor to lose. Who else has the guts?"

   This matter is probably enough for him to brag about for the rest of his life.

  Although he was not injured, he reminded everyone that he was extra careful when picking wild vegetables.

   Especially the dozen or so people in a group, they must not act alone to avoid accidents.

   Liu Qingshan and Grandpa Dumb also stepped up inspections, but they didn't see the Siberian tiger again, and they didn't know where it went.

  All the people carried the wild vegetables picked in the morning to the foot of the mountain, and pulled them back to Jiapigou with a carriage.

  The old people who stay in the village will naturally be responsible for drying or pickling.

  Lunch on the mountain is relatively simple. It is a pot of wild vegetable soup and a few pots of big pancakes. In the mountains, it is not bad to eat something warm.

  The main course is the same: scrambled eggs with a cane stick.

   After all, traveling through mountains and rivers consumes a lot of food. There is no meat, so I can only eat some eggs to supplement.

  As for what the thorn crutch is, it is actually a kind of Acanthopanax, and clusters of young leaves just grew out this month.

  Pluck it, blanch it, and use it in cold salad or scrambled eggs. The taste is very delicious, second only to the old shoots of thorns, and they are originally from the same family, belonging to the Araliaceae family.

  The most delicious way is to make steamed stuffed bun or dumpling stuffing, chop some pork, add green thorn stick leaves, it is a perfect match.

   But don’t think about it in the mountains. It would be nice to be able to scramble eggs with a stick.

  In addition, there is also the fragrance of freshly picked cucumbers, which are also mixed in two large bowls.

  Cucumber Fragrance is a common name in the local area, and the official name should be "pod fern", also known as Cantonese cuisine.

  The wild vegetables produced in the Northeast are called Cantonese cuisine. Isn’t it a bit strange? It is said that Cantonese people like to eat this kind of vegetable, hence the name. I don’t know if it’s true or not.

  But one thing is for sure, people in the island country also like to eat it, so the price is more expensive than ordinary bracken.

  Cucumber fragrance is blanched in water for a little while, and then it is served cold. It tastes very fresh and tender, and it tastes like a faint cucumber fragrance. This is the origin of its name.

   "This thing is very expensive, isn't it a bit useless for us to eat it?"

  Villager Zhang Laojiao put cucumber fragrance in his mouth while muttering.

   Hearing what he said, several aunts and aunts next to him nodded, and some echoed: "This is all money."

   Zhang Ganzi couldn't hear it well, and retorted: "We worked so hard to pick such a good thing, why can't we eat it?"

  Liu Qingshan also nodded: "Uncle Ganzi is right, everyone should eat, don't have any psychological burden. When these things couldn't be sold at a high price, we still ate them."

  These wild vegetables have very high nutritional value, just like a thorn stick. Acanthopanax and ginseng belong to the same family of plants, and they both belong to Araliaceae. Can you tell me if they are nutritious?

  Liu Qingshan is still planning to pick some back and ask his mother to make dumplings.

  If you are reluctant to eat at all in order to sell it for two dollars more, then you are putting the cart before the horse.

   Money can be earned slowly, but if the body is broken, there will be no chance.

  Everyone believed in Liu Qingshan the most. Hearing what he said, they naturally let go of their hearts and stomachs.

   After eating, taking a short rest, and replenishing water, each collection team continued to set off.

  Grandpa Dumb also took Liu Qingshan to step up his patrol, and drove away three wild boar families, two black blind men, and a big lynx.

  In this year and month, the wild animals in the mountains and forests have not yet disappeared. Walking and walking, one or a group of wild animals will appear suddenly.

   Fortunately, there is a dumb grandfather sitting in the town, otherwise, Liu Qingshan may only be driven out by these wild animals, and he still wants to drive them away?

   Walking in the mountains and forests, if you have no skills, just wait to be bullied.

  Among them was a black blind man who was playing tricks with the dumb grandpa and slapped a big tree and shook it.

   As a result, the dumb grandpa rushed up and threw a big back straddle out, scaring the guy up and running.

  These are just relatively large animals that can pose a threat to people. As for other small animals, there are too many of them, and I don’t bother to deal with them.

  Squirrels on the trees, hares in the grass, roe deer jumping occasionally, frightened birds...

  Liu Qingshan felt that the existence of these wild animals made this mountain forest more and more vibrant.

  Later generations have also been to some forest areas. Although the air is fresh and the vegetation is verdant, it always feels that something is missing, a little lifeless. In the final analysis, it is still the lack of these little creatures.

The big and small squirrels on the tree are not very afraid of people. When Liu Qingshan passed by, he saw the squirrels with two small front paws and big eyes staring at him. They are cute and indescribable. cute.

  Looking at these cute little creatures, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but smile on his face, and couldn't help but feel childish, and couldn't help but want to tease them.

  So he yelled abruptly: "Hand over all the stored food!"

   The squirrels on the tree were so startled that they ran wildly. These little guys moved so fast that they couldn't even keep up with their eyes.

   Batter, Liu Qingshan was hit on the head by a pine cone, and it is not known whether the squirrel threw it on purpose, or dropped it while running around.

  The dumb grandfather looked at his apprentice with loving smiles in his eyes.

   He really rarely sees Liu Qingshan showing a naughty side, and now he looks like a teenager.

  Liu Qingshan also wanted to touch a few pine cones on the ground to fight back, but unexpectedly found a big antler lying under a big tree.

  He also didn't care about making trouble with the squirrel, happily picked up the antlers, and put them in front of his eyes to admire.

  The antlers are heavy at first, and should be newly shed this year. The surface is very smooth. If it is old, there will be traces of insects and ants eating on the antlers.

   On their side, this kind of antlers that have been fully ossified are called "dry branches".

  Deer antler is called Zhazi, and the antler of sika deer is called Huazhuzi.

   This dry branch is estimated to weigh several catties, and the top is in a mess, with several forks.

  The antlers of male sika deer are divided into one fork every year at first, and usually grow to five or six forks, and no more are divided.

  So experienced people can basically determine the age of sika deer just by looking at the antlers.

   This antler is a very good decoration. It is definitely exquisite when hung on the wall, but if it is a single one, it is a bit nondescript.

  Liu Qingshan continued to search nearby, hoping to find another horn.

  He heard from his master that when sika deer shed their horns in spring, they usually look for a big tree with branches, like this one, with two big branches branching out from the root.

  Then the sika deer will put its antlers into the middle of the tree branch, and with a firm push, the antlers on the top of its head will fall off with a crisp sound.

  This process may be a little bit painful, but if the old does not go, the new will not come, and this is what they have to bear.

  Antlers are the defensive weapons of sika deer. During the period when the old antlers are shed and the new antlers have not grown, their self-protection ability is greatly reduced, and it is also the most dangerous period for the deer herd.

  So generally sika deer will choose a quieter and safer place to shed their horns, and they will shed their horns here every year.

   Occasionally someone is lucky and can find such a place, then they can harvest a lot of dry branches and make a small fortune.

  Because deer antlers can not only be used for decoration, but also medicinal materials. Although they are not as valuable as deer antlers, local product companies also accept dried branches.

  The biggest function is to boil the traditional Chinese medicine deer horn glue, which is a good medicine for nourishing qi and blood.

  Liu Qingshan searched around for a long time, his hard work paid off, and he really found another antler on the branch of a big tree.

  Because it is mixed with tree branches, if you don't look carefully, you really can't find it.

   Made into a pair, the length and fork are very symmetrical, it is undoubtedly produced by a sika deer.

  Of course Liu Qingshan was delighted from ear to ear, whether this thing is for home decoration or as a gift, it can be given away.

  Seeing the dry branches, he couldn't help but think of deer antlers. He wondered if the group of sika deer that often go to the house to eat and drink, the male deer inside, can honestly ask them to cut their antlers.

  Thinking of this, he made some gestures with the master, but the dumb grandpa smiled and shook his head, as he said: the time has not yet come.

  Even if you catch a few of them and cut off the antlers, you probably won’t go there again, and you will lose your chance forever.

  Liu Qingshan is clear about this point, and he is determined not to waste all his previous efforts for the sake of immediate interests. It seems that he will not be able to harvest velvet antlers this year.

   But the dumb grandpa saw Liu Qingshan holding a pair of dry branches, smiling with joy, so he made a gesture with him.

  Liu Qingshan's eyes were filled with surprise immediately: "Master, do you think this thing is good on the mountain?"

  The dumb grandpa nodded with a smile.

   "Master, let's go now and get a few more pairs!"

  Liu Qingshan was overjoyed, and felt inappropriate after he finished speaking, and said embarrassingly: "Let's wait until the harvesting season is over, and then we can go."

  Siberian tigers are infested in the woods here. Although it doesn't hurt anyone, who can guess the minds of wild animals?

  What if you are in a bad mood one day and you really bite a few people?

  The dumb grandfather also nodded in relief, thinking that this disciple can still tell the difference between the serious and the serious.

  So the father and father continued to patrol, Liu Qingshan carried a dry branch on each of his shoulders, humming a song:

   "Your Majesty sent me to patrol the mountains, I will turn around the forest..."

  Following Master, walking in the mountains and forests, Liu Qingshan's whole body and mind seemed to have become younger.

  He really enjoys this feeling, enjoys this life.

   Just as he followed his master happily through the mountains and forests, he suddenly stumbled and thumped, and fell on his back. The two big antlers were also thrown out.

  Liu Qingshan got up from the ground, patted the pine needles and leaves on his body, couldn't help touching his nose, and muttered:

   "Let's see, is there really a senior brother who is playing tricks on me, a little goblin patrolling the mountain, and deliberately tripped me up, monkey head, do you have the ability to come out?"

  Brother or something, of course it doesn’t exist, the dumb grandpa stretched out his hand and gently pulled on the ground, and pulled out a rotten piece of wood.

   It was a branch branched out from this log, which tripped Liu Qingshan.

  The wood was also carried on the shoulder by the dumb grandfather, and it seemed that he was going to take it back to the wooden house.

  Liu Qingshan felt a little strange: The most indispensable thing in the mountains is the firewood. Is it worth carrying it all the way back?

  The dumb grandfather probably saw the apprentice's mind, so he made some gestures with him:

   This kind of wood is called Songming, which may have been buried for thousands of years. It is rich in oil and is most suitable for use as a torch.

   Songming?

  Liu Qingshan blinked, feeling that the name sounded very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

  Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "Song Ming, isn't that Bei Chenxiang!"

  In his previous life, Liu Qingshan had a bracelet of Beichenxiang, which was as amber in color and crystal clear.

  When playing on the plate, it will emit a faint rosin, which is refreshing.

  The reason why it is called Bei Chenxiang is just to enjoy the light of agarwood. Its real name should be "Amber Wood", and its value is of course incomparable to that of agarwood.

  As for the address of the local people, it is more straightforward, just like what the dumb grandfather gestured just now, it is simple and clear, and it is called "Song Mingzi".

  As the name suggests, because it is rich in turpentine, it is easy to burn and is most suitable for making torches for lighting or burning fires.

  (end of this chapter)