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Everyone suddenly let out a sigh of relief, and then they felt their legs were weak. In their brains, a sense of dizziness came, and several people sat on the ground involuntarily, panting heavily.

Liu Qingshan ran towards Zhang Pole, and a few others ran over together, pulling Zhang Pole up from the ground with all his hands and feet.

I checked it out, and I didn't seem to have any injuries on my body, which is really lucky.

Uncle Pole, wake up, wake up.

When Liu Qingshan called out, he saw Zhang Ganzi suddenly open his eyes, looked around, and then grinned and cried:

No one laughs at him, and whoever it is, must be quite frightened. If he can cry, it proves that he is not completely frightened. It's good to vent.

Master, why does this tiger feel weird?

Liu Qingshan still couldn't help but ask the dumb grandpa.

The dumb grandpa smiled and gestured with him, and Liu Qingshan finally understood: this Siberian tiger, even though it is similar in size to an adult Siberian tiger, is actually a tiger lamb of about two years old.

It should have just left the tigress and started to live independently. The reason why I wandered here is to find my own territory.

It was a small brain axe!

It's no wonder that he is so lively and not very hurtful, but jumping around on Zhang Zhanzi is more insulting.

Seeing that Zhang Ganzi is quite a big man, Liu Qingshan and others began to persuade him again before he could finish crying.

Zhang Ganzi sat on the ground and patted his thighs with both hands:

It's over, it's over, the tigers don't eat me or bite me. This doesn't mean that I have no human taste at all. What does it mean that I'm still alive...

I was crying about this!

Zhang Luo was so angry that he really wanted to kick this guy hard, but looking at Zhang Zhanzi's bearlike appearance, he couldn't get down, so he could only curse angrily:

Why didn't you tell the tiger to eat you just now!

Zhang Ganzi encountered a tiger, and apart from being a little frightened and a little red and swollen on his shoulders, nothing happened.

When I came back to Woodcut Leng for lunch at noon,

This guy has completely slowed down and is still sitting on the ground bragging:

I've also practiced wrestling with the Siberian tiger. Although I haven't wrestled with a tiger, I'm still proud of my defeat. Who among you has the guts?

This incident is estimated to be enough for him to blow the rest of his life.

Although he was not injured, he also reminded everyone to be extra careful when picking wild vegetables.

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

There are also Liu Qingshan and Grandpa Dumb, who have also stepped up their inspections, but they haven't seen the Siberian tiger again, and they don't know where it went.

Everyone 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 left behind in the village will naturally be responsible for drying or pickling.

The lunch on the mountain is relatively simple. It is to cook a pot of wild vegetable soup and stick a few large pans. In the mountain, it is not bad to be able to eat hot.

The main course is the same: scrambled eggs with thorn sticks.

After all, people who travel through mountains and rivers consume a lot of money. They have no meat, so they can only eat eggs to supplement them.

As for what the thorn crutches are, it is actually a kind of thorns, and clusters of young leaves have just grown this month.

Picked, blanched in water, used for cold salad or scrambled eggs, the taste is very delicious, second only to the old thorn buds, and they are all in the same family, both belong to the Araliaceae.

The best way to do it is actually to make stuffing for buns or dumplings, chop some pork, and add green thorn crutches tender leaves. It is a perfect match.

But don't think about it in the mountains, it's good to be able to scramble eggs with a thorn stick.

In addition, there is also the fragrance of cucumbers just picked, which is also cold in two large pots.

Cucumber Fragrant is a local common name, the formal name should be pod fruit fern, alias Cantonese cuisine.

The wild vegetables produced in the northeast are called Cantonese cuisine, is it a bit strange?

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

After the cucumber is slightly simmered in water, it is directly cold and the taste is very fresh and tender, and it tastes with a faint cucumber fragrance, which is the origin of its name.

This stuff is expensive, aren't we a little blind when we eat it?

The villager Zhang Laoqier kept mumbling while holding the cucumber incense in his mouth.

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

Zhang Ganzi didn't listen well, and retorted in his mouth: We've worked so hard to pick up such a good thing, why can't we eat it?

Liu Qingshan also nodded: Uncle Pole is right, everyone should eat, don't have any psychological burden, when these things couldn't be sold at high prices in the past, we still didn't eat them.

These wild vegetables have very high nutritional value, just like thorn crutches. Acanthopanax senticosus and ginseng belong to the same family of plants, both belong to the Araliaceae family. Do you think they are nutritious?

Liu Qingshan is also going to take it back and ask his mother to make dumplings.

If you are reluctant to eat in order to sell for more money, then you are putting the cart before the horse.

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

Everyone trusts Liu Qingshan the most. After hearing what he said, they naturally relax and let go of their belly.

After eating, taking a break and replenishing water, the collection teams continued to set off.

The mute grandpa also took Liu Qingshan and stepped up the patrol. In total, he drove away three wild boar families, two black blind men, and one big lynx.

These years, the wild animals in the mountains and forests have not yet disappeared, and when they are walking, one or a group will suddenly appear.

Fortunately, there is a mute grandfather in charge, otherwise, Liu Qingshan would only be driven by these wild animals, and he still wants to expel him?

Walking in the mountains and forests, if you don't have any skills, you can just wait to be bullied.

One of them was a black blind man, who was playing tricks with the mute grandpa, and slapped a big tree swaying.

As a result, the dumb grandfather rushed up and threw it out with a big back, so that the guy got up and ran away.

These are only those that are relatively large and can pose a threat to people. As for other small beasts, there are too many of them, and they are too lazy to take care of them.

The squirrel on the tree, the hare in the grass, the roe deer that occasionally leaps, the frightened bird...

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 lush, I always feel that something is missing and a little lifeless. In the final analysis, it is because of the lack of these little creatures.

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

Looking at these cute little creatures, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but have a smile on his face.

So he roared coldly in his mouth: Hand over all the food!

The squirrels on the tree were startled, and these little guys were so fast that their eyes couldn't keep up.

Bah, Liu Qingshan was smashed by a pine tower on his head. I don't know if the squirrel threw it on purpose, or it was dropped when he was running around.

The dumb grandfather looked at his apprentice, his eyes full of loving smiles.

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 towers on the ground to fight back, but unexpectedly found a large deer antler lying under a big tree.

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

The antlers are heavy to start with. They should be newly taken off this year. The surface is very smooth.

On their side, the completely boned antlers are called dry fork.

Deer antler is called Bizi, and the antler of sika deer is called Hua Bizi.

This dry fork is estimated to weigh several kilograms, and the top is divided into several forks.

The antlers of male sika deer are initially divided into a fork every year, and generally grow to five or six branches, and then there will be no more divisions.

Therefore, an experienced person can basically determine the age of a sika deer by looking at the antlers.

This antler is a very good decoration. It is absolutely exquisite to hang on the wall, but if it is single, it is a bit nondescript.

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

He heard Master say: When sika deer lose their antlers in spring, they usually find a big tree with branches, just like the one in front of me, which has two big branches from the root.

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

This process may be a little painful, but the old won't go and the new won't come, and this is what they have to endure.

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

Therefore, in general, sika deer will choose a quiet and safe place to lose their antlers, and they will lose their horns here every year.

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

Because deer antlers can not only be used for decoration, but also medicinal materials, although not as valuable as deer antlers, local product companies also accept dried stalks.

The biggest function is to boil the traditional Chinese medicine antler gum, which is a good medicine for qi and blood.

Liu Qingshan searched around for a while, and his efforts paid off. He really found another antler on the branch of a big tree.

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

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

Of course, Liu Qingshan was so happy that he couldn't get his mouth shut. Whether it was home decoration or giving as a gift, he could get it.

Seeing the dry scorpion, he couldn't help but think of deer antlers. He wondered if the sika deer in the group of sika deer who often go to the house to eat and drink, and the male deer in them, could honestly call them to cut their antlers.

Thinking of this, he followed the master to make a gesture, but the dumb grandfather shook his head with a smile, as he meant: the time has not come.

Even if you catch a few and cut the antlers, it is estimated that you will never go there again, and you will lose the opportunity forever.

Liu Qingshan can still grasp this point clearly, and he is determined not to give up his previous achievements for the sake of immediate interests. It seems that he will not be able to cut deer antlers this year.

However, the dumb grandfather was beaming with joy when he saw Liu Qingshan holding a pair of dry knives, so he made a gesture with him.

Liu Qingshan's eyes were immediately full of surprises: Master, do you think this thing is good on the mountain?

The dumb grandpa smiled and nodded.

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

Liu Qingshan was overjoyed. He felt inappropriate after he finished speaking, and said embarrassingly: Let's wait until the harvest season is over, let's go again.

There are Siberian tigers in the woods here. Although it does not hurt anyone, who can guess the thoughts of wild animals?

Just in case one day I'm in a bad mood, how about a few really bitten.

The dumb grandfather also nodded in relief, feeling that this disciple can still distinguish the severity.

So the two men continued to patrol, and Liu Qingshan carried a dry shovel on each of his shoulders, and hummed a song in his mouth:

Your Majesty sent me to patrol the mountains, I'll turn the mountains around...

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

He really enjoys the feeling, enjoys this life.

Just as he followed Master happily in body and mind, walking through the mountains and forests, he suddenly stumbled and thumped, and fell on the horse, and two large antlers were thrown out.

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

Let's see, is there really a big brother who is playing tricks on me, this little goblin who patrols the mountains, and deliberately tripped me up, monkey head, you have the ability to come out?

Of course, there is no such thing as a senior brother. The dumb grandfather stretched out his hand and gently tugged it on the ground, and then a rotten log was pulled out.

It was a branch of this wood that tripped Liu Qingshan.

The wood was also held on the shoulders by the dumb grandpa, and it seemed that he was going to bring it back to the wooden house.

Liu Qingshan didn't think it was a bit strange: the most important thing in the mountains is the wood for the fire, is it worth carrying it all the way back?

The dumb grandfather probably saw his apprentice's mind, so he made a gesture with him:

This kind of wood is called Songming, which may have been buried for thousands of years. It is rich in grease and is the most suitable for torches.

torch?

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

Suddenly, a light flashed in his mind: Song Ming, isn't that Bei Chenxiang!

In the previous life, Liu Qingshan had a bracelet of Northern Agarwood, the color of which was amber and translucent.

When playing, it will emit a touch of rosin, which is refreshing.

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

As for the name of the local people, it is more straightforward, just like what Grandpa Dumb said just now, it is simple and clear, it is called Song Mingzi.

As the name suggests, because it is rich in pine resin, it is easy to burn, and it is most suitable for torch lighting or fire.