"You should still remember that story?"

"How could I forget it when I heard it since I was a child?"

"It's just right, tell me the live broadcast room!"

Wang Laoer coughed and took Zhang Bei's radio equipment.

"Legendly, there is a village in Changbai Mountain. Suddenly one day, the entire village suffered from a strange disease, with edema all over the body and a high fever for several days."

"Just when the whole village was in despair, a fairy wearing a purple garland woven a flower crown was instructed to everyone to eat a herb, and everyone's illness was miraculously cured."

"And after he recovered from the illness, he was a few years younger than before, so everyone called this grass an old grass."

The story is not long, but it is obvious that it is a folk story that has been circulating for a long time.

Zhang Bei thought about it and was about to continue explaining, but suddenly he sent an application to him.

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"It seems that some people have explained the medicinal value of the elixir."

After connecting, Director Fox’s face appeared in the screen.

"Good afternoon, anchor. I just asked Professor Li from Botany at Yenching University and got an answer that shocked me."

"Are you scared by its medicinal value?"

"Yes, I've never seen a medicine that can cure so many diseases."

"Then please explain it to everyone."

Director Fox was about to refute his name to Xiaoliang, but now it is more important to popularize science.

"The whole herb can be used as medicine. The above-ground part contains rich cistanche aldehyde, cistanche liposula, and the rhizome part is rich in mannitol and alkaloids."

"Sweet and salty taste, warm in nature, can nourish the kidneys and strengthen yang, moisten the intestines and moisten the stools, and even dry and grind them into powder to stop bleeding."

After a moment of pause, the entire live broadcast room suddenly realized what crosstalk fugitives mean.

"If combined with other drugs, it can treat impotence, cold pain in the waist and knees, nocturnal emissions, and women's infertility, and can also treat habitual constipation, cystitis, hematuria and other diseases in the elderly. In addition, folk remedies are also used to treat vertigo."

Coco's gentleness: [Damn it, it's worthy of being an immortal grass!]

Xiangmo: [Does this thing really exist?]

Just try to have fun: [I now suspect that legend is true!]

Zhang Bei moved his arms as he looked at the barrage all over the screen.

"In fact, the non-old grass has another effect, which may be because it has not been confirmed and is not recorded in the literature."

Ordinary audiences don’t care much about this news, but Director Fox is unwilling to let it go.

"What's the effect? ​​Tell me first. I'll go to Yenching University to find Professor Li now!"

Zhang Bei pondered for a moment before speaking: "This is considered a folk circulating, and the sacrificial grass has the effect of stimulating the vitality of the heart."

"That was about three years ago. An old man in his sixties suddenly had a heart attack at home. He ate a grass and then survived."

The sound of the car starting came from Director Fox: "The anchor remembers to add me a friend, I'll get off first!"

The connection was hung up, and Zhang Bei also fixed the camera on his chest.

A rope was pulled out from the backpack and a fisherman buckle was buckled around his waist.

"I'll go up and fix a few climbing nails first. Go back and notify the news in the group. Whoever is interested comes to pick some."

Wang Laoer nodded and helped Zhang Bei wrap the rope around his body.

This matter is a rule set by Zhang Bei himself.

As long as he finds something that needs to be collected on the cliff, he needs to fix a few climbing nails to pick medicinal materials for the runners.

Although most mountain runners live in the mountains all their lives, there are still huge dangers in rock climbing.

Before Zhang Bei took over, I could hear many runners falling off the cliff every year.

However, Zhang Bei also relied on Lao Bai's existence to leave rock climbing nails on countless cliffs.

There was even a rule: Any mountain runner who needed to collect medicinal materials on the cliff must bring a rope, and must be fixed on the climbing nails before being allowed to go up.

Although it was very troublesome, Zhang Bei took over for so long that no Runshanren died because he fell off a cliff.

Zhang Bei was about to climb, but after a look at the equipment hanging on his chest, he simply threw it to Wang Laoer.

"The live broadcast room will help me host it, this thing is too heavy."

Wang Laoer took over the equipment and nodded: "Don't worry!"

At this moment, Zhang Bei seemed to transform into a monkey and quickly climbed up the cliff.

It seemed dangerous, but he kept calling Lao Bai in his heart.

"Brother Bai, be careful, don't really give me a place that I can't stand!"

"Now you know how to call me brother?"

"Aren't you a god? You don't have to worry about me, a civilian."

"Don't be poor, the one on your left foot cannot step on it, there is dew on it."

"Okay!"

Zhang Bei quickly climbed to a height of five meters and fixed it into a triangle with one hand and two legs.

Secure the climbing nails hanging on the waist with a small electric drill.

Wang Laoer, who was standing below, aimed the camera at Zhang Bei and looked through the barrage.

"What kind of person is the boss?"

Wang Laoer looked at the barrage and felt a little moved.

"We have seen the boss over the years. I have followed him to the mountains since his father was alive."

"For so many years, it can be said that the family has helped the boss and his family for all things."

"You don't know. When I broke my leg to pick the pine tower, I gave me money to the hospital without saying a word."

"I don't know how much the first family has done this kind of thing."

...

With Wang Laoer's story, the live broadcast room also saw how deep the relationship between these Running Mountain people was.

Even said that if something happened to Zhang Bei, these people who run away now can get their lives!

What were their conditions?

I didn't dare to be hospitalized when I was sick, for fear of bringing foreign debts to make the child embarrassed.

Zhang Bei's father succeeded him and brought them to build a new house little by little since he took him to take the lead, and Zhang Bei even allowed them to have a deposit.

But the most important point is that if it weren't for Zhang Bei, I don't know how many runners would have died now!

It took an hour for Zhang Bei to come down from the cliff with half a bag of unaged grass on his back.

Wang Laoer hurriedly walked up: "How is it, is it okay?"

Zhang Bei shook his head: "It's okay, the grass above is a big nest, I picked a few pounds."

Wang Laoer looked at the old grass with half a backpack and quickly picked two big ones and stuffed them into his pocket.

"Take it back and make wine!"

Zhang Bei rolled his eyes and didn't care too much.

Since you have found a nest, come and pick some whenever you want it.

Moreover, this herb will basically grow a new batch every year as long as it is not extinct.

"Let's go, it's almost time to go back early."
Chapter completed!