Mountain Village Xiao Shennong

Chapter 132 The Wooden House
Chapter 132 The Wooden House
Most of his body fell outside, and there was a pannier on his back, Tian Hao couldn't use his strength at all.

At this time, Tian Hao suddenly felt a little regretful, why did he insist on jumping over, even if he jumped over, so what, then how should he go back.

Tian Hao felt that his hands were gradually losing strength, but he was not reconciled. After living alone for many years, he did not starve to death, and he was wronged and imprisoned...

Do you want to die in this back mountain where no one knows?
Tian Hao was not reconciled, an inexplicable force surged in his heart, he slowly moved his hands to the side, and stretched out his feet to reach the mountain wall.

Fortunately, when Tian Hao jumped, he jumped against the wall, so that his toes just touched the mountain wall.

With his feet finding a place to land, Tian Hao finally used his strength. He pushed hard and climbed onto the platform.

It's just that he was still slightly out of strength, lying on the stone platform for a full 5 minutes before he gradually regained his strength.

Tian Hao packed up his mood and continued to walk along this road. The sun was shining on his body, and he was thirsty and tired.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Tian Hao felt that his heart was about to collapse, when a small wooden house suddenly appeared in front of him.

"In the back mountain, there is actually a small wooden house? Who built it..."

There are two rows of herbs planted in front of the cabin. Looking at the cabin's disrepair, Tian Hao can conclude that no one has been here for decades.

Moreover, the herbal medicine here grows very lushly, according to the year, it is estimated that it has been decades.

Tian Hao murmured: "Who the hell... would build such a wooden house in the back mountain and plant so many herbs..."

Needless to say, Tian Hao already had a faint guess in his heart, and he walked slowly to the door of the wooden house.

Pushing open the door, the wooden house that has not seen the sun all year round raised a burst of dust, and the light also fell into the wooden house.

Tian Hao waved his nose to disperse the dust in front of him, and waited for a few minutes before slowly stepping in here.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, a bed has been placed for an unknown period of time, and a thick layer of dust has been thrown on it, and its original appearance can no longer be seen clearly.

Then there are tables, chairs and benches. There is also a set of tea sets on the table, and there is a wooden table by the window on the right.

Tian Hao walked in slowly. He opened the window and the sunlight from outside shone in. He just glanced at it casually, and then he was stunned.

In the valley in front, there is a whole medicinal field. Herbs grow freely on this land. The lowest age is 40 years old.

This... so many herbs, gastrodia elata, dendrobium officinale, golden lotus, green wing grass...

Money, money!
Tian Hao seemed to be able to see a large sum of money flying towards him. This is no longer a matter of hundreds of thousands, and some herbal medicines are still priceless, let alone those that have been used for 40 years.

Tian Hao's head was dizzy. Originally, he just thought that there were a lot of herbs in the back mountain, so he planned to contract this place to see if he could grow herbs here.

Now this is a complete surprise for him.

The breeze blows gently, and the herbs in the valley flutter in the wind, bringing a scent of herbs.

Tian Hao just felt refreshed, and the previous crisis on the platform was nothing but a small challenge.

"With so many herbal medicines, it would be a pity to sell them all. Otherwise, I might as well open a pharmacy myself..."

Tian Hao pondered the feasibility of the matter. There were nearly a hundred kinds of herbs planted in the valley, all of which were relatively old.

Sell ​​them all, and what you grow yourself in the future will not be worth what is in the valley now.

Tian Hao can only sell part of the herbal medicine, and keep the rest to open a pharmacy of his own.

He made up his mind in his heart, so he couldn't help but feel a little happy, but where the pharmacy will be opened is still a problem.

Now Tian Hao didn't intend to get entangled anymore, and waited until he went back to talk about everything. He looked at the wooden table.

There were a lot of things on the wooden table, including several books on medical skills, and a few prescriptions. The paper of the prescriptions had turned yellow, but the characters on them were still clearly visible.

"Scar cream, beauty cream, hemostatic powder..."

Tian Hao had never seen the above prescriptions before. He frowned slightly, and a strange memory suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Didi, congratulations on getting the ancestral prescription..."

These prescriptions have become Tian Hao's innate memory. Just by looking at them, Tian Hao can know how to make this ointment and how to make it better.

Tian Hao's eyes became more and more steady, and his temperament also changed. A large number of memories made him seem to return to his ancestors.

He has become the same person who studies carefully like his ancestors.He could see his ancestors working hard all night with the lamp on, failing thousands of times, and experimenting tens of thousands of times before making the perfect plaster.

More importantly, it is about the efficacy of the prescription. This scar cream can remove all the scars, and the beauty cream can make the skin more tender after years of use...

Tian Hao's breathing became short of breath, why didn't he get this kind of thing before, he had to let him see these prescriptions, and then he suddenly got this string of ancestral memories.

"This... this prescription is taken out casually, I'm afraid it can cause impulse." Tian Hao also has other plaster making methods in his mind.

In the past, it was only given to treat ailments, but now it is used to make plasters. I don’t know what else to do in the future...

Tian Hao couldn't help but look forward to it. He is not particularly proficient in acupuncture, and he may be able to bring the dead back to life with acupuncture.

But this is just one of his thoughts, Tian Hao thought about it and shook his head to get rid of this idea from his mind.

Opening the drawer, there was a diary, but it was getting late, Tian Hao put all the things on the desk into his back basket, and planned to take it home and read it slowly.

In order to hide from others, he dug a lot of herbs at the door and put them in his backpack, covering all the books and papers.

After picking up the things, Tian Hao closed the door of the wooden house, but this time he did not intend to go back along the original road, but went down the mountain from the other side of the road.

The road on the other side is smoother and less dangerous, but Tian Hao doesn't know where to go down from here.

He kept walking along the road until it was dark, and Tian Hao faintly saw the bottom of the mountain.

Although Tian Hao was already exhausted, he still quickened his pace and must go back quickly. It is estimated that Fuwa Second Brother Yang and the others are already in a hurry.

This is a small forest, and Tian Hao recognized it on the way home at a glance.As soon as I stepped into the grove, I heard a rustling sound.

(End of this chapter)