To say that Qingshan Village is poor, even the dogs in the village dare not refute.
But there is a saying that the environment around Qingshan Village is definitely the best place in the entire county.
Qingshan Village is surrounded by lush mountains, full of wildflower bushes, and a thin stream running through the village from the center of the mountain. It is very quiet with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.
Especially in the early morning and sunset, when the village is covered in smoke and covered with sunlight, the surrounding green mountains are mottled with time, and the chaffinches queuing up for food, it is simply a paradise.
If it weren't for the poor roads around Qingshan Village and the huge cost of transporting the village's agricultural and sideline products, Qingshan Village would have become the most beautiful resort in the county.
"It's such a waste. It's such a waste. How much money will be made if this is developed?"
Walking in the jungle of Daqing Mountain, feeling the tranquility and rich negative oxygen ion content around him, Yang Chen felt that every time he took a puff of a cigarette, he felt guilty.
His bright eyes quickly searched for anything available among the jungle cliffs and shrubs. He kept muttering in his mouth, turned his right hand inward, flattened the scarlet cigarette butt, and put it into his pocket.
When it comes to the stretch of Daqing Mountain, Yang Chen has finally realized it.
As a person who had been practicing martial arts since childhood, he was always top-heavy and his calves were sore.
And this is just less than a kilometer deep with twists and turns.
"Gudong, gudong!"
At noon, Yang Chen's stomach was growling, so he could only find a rock to sit down and drink the shock.
Through the gaps in the woods, the scorching summer sun shone down, and the mottled light and shadow made his eyes blur. Coupled with the rich water vapor in the Daqing Mountain forest, the whole person was like a sauna, and his thin shirt was already soaked.
Sticky on the back: "Yang Chen, Yang Chen, you have to change your bragging habit in the future. You are still careless. After all, this is not the back mountain where you lived with the master before. There are not treasures everywhere. Let's go.
It’s been almost an hour and a half, and there’s not even a piece of cow dung, let alone a gold mine.”
Yang Chen stretched out and lay lazily on the big smooth stone, resting his head on his hands and looking around, with a wry smile on his lips.
Thinking of the time when he went out just now, patting his chest and vowing to buy a new skirt for Li Xiaoran, Yang Chen felt his face burn a little.
"This time it's a slap in the face. If master knows that I'm such a loser, he will probably rush down the mountain and break my legs!"
"no!"
"How can I let my wife look down on me, even in name only?"
Yang Chen held an unlit cigarette in his mouth and kept turning it. He muttered in his mouth, and his lazy eyes suddenly became energetic.
He stood up like a carp, slapped the soil on his butt, and prepared to go deeper.
"what is that?"
Just as he jumped off the big rock and was about to leave, the corner of his eye instantly caught a protruding cliff at the side and behind.
The bottom of the cliff forms a natural summer resort, but it is covered with bushes.
It was this bush that made Yang Chen's eyes light up, and he crossed over to the side in a few steps.
"The roots are thick, oblong, dark brown. The stems are twining, 2-4 meters long, multi-branched, longitudinally ridged, hairless, slightly rough, and lignified at the lower part."
"It turns out to be wild Polygonum multiflorum. It looks like it's at least ten years old!"
"I sent it, I really sent it this time!"
"These Polygonum multiflorum weigh at least fifty kilograms. You can make a lot of money just by taking out one piece. Looking at the stems and branches scattered along the length of the plate, there should be quite a few behind the mountain."
Yang Chen looked excited and quickly climbed up the cliff in the direction of the roots.
At this glance, he almost died on the spot without excitement.
"so much!"
"In addition to Polygonum multiflorum, there are also quite a few Ganoderma lucidum."
"Sister Tian Fang really didn't lie to me. This is much more valuable than any gold mine! If I find an opportunity another day, I have to go to Sister Tian Fang's house to thank her properly."
Yang Chen looked at the Polygonum multiflorum and Ganoderma lucidum in the large bushes in front of him, and kept patting his chest to comfort himself.
It's not that he hasn't seen it before.
These things were placed on the mountain where the master and I settled. They were not worth mentioning at all. They were just their nutritious breakfast.
But to be able to find such a large area of wild and precious Chinese medicinal materials near such a poor village as Qingshan Village is definitely a gift to a pauper like Yang Chen.
The scene of Li Xiaoran looking at him with admiration and adoration even appeared in his mind.
That scene was somewhat exciting and happy!
"Calm down, don't act like you have never seen the world. After all, you are also Master's most proud disciple. Take some money and go to the county town to find a Chinese medicine store to exchange for some money."
"If I take this out all at once, I'm afraid it will be remembered by others, but I'm not afraid. Li Xiaoran's family are ordinary people."
Yang Chen jumped down from the mountain, squatted in the bushes, picked out two ten-year-old Polygonum multiflorum in good condition and put them in a bamboo basket, while secretly warning himself to be calm.
But when he thought that he was so poor that he didn't even have enough money for cigarettes, he couldn't help but pick another one: "Master, you can't blame me for not listening to your instructions to keep a low profile. You are really too harsh. Let me do it."
To repay my kindness, they didn’t even give me five hundred yuan plus travel expenses!”
It was already past one in the afternoon when I got the Polygonum multiflorum.
Yang Chen was in a good mood, holding the last cheap cigarette in his mouth, humming a tune, hanging the bamboo basket on his shoulder, and walked leisurely down the mountain.
Perhaps because of the treasures dug up in Daqing Mountain, the way down the mountain didn't seem to be as difficult as imagined.
In less than forty minutes, Yang Chen walked out of Daqing Mountain and trotted down the hillside.
He raised his head and looked at the direction of Li Xiaoran's house in Qingshan Village down the mountain, with a proud smile on his lips: "I will sell it today, wait until I go to the county town tomorrow to sell the money, and then slap it on the table in front of my mother-in-law and Li Xiaoran."
, wouldn’t that feel better?”
Yang Chen fantasized about Li Xiaoran's beautiful smile for a moment, then quickened his pace and walked towards the village.
It seemed that he knew that Yang Chen had returned home with a full load.
The dogs in front of Uncle Wang's house in the east of the village started barking non-stop, with eyes filled with admiration.
Yang Chen snapped his fingers at Gouzi and passed by handsomely.
"Yang Chen, stop here, you... wait a minute, wait for me! If you run again, believe it or not, I will break your grandson's legs!"
"You two losers, why don't you... stop Yang Chen!"
Just as Yang Chen was walking along the country road, carrying the basket in the direction of his home, a breathless voice came from behind him, followed by several rapid and messy footsteps.
Before he could recover, two figures on both sides of his body flashed past, blocking the way the next moment.
Yang Chen stopped and looked up at the two thin men blocking the road. They were Li Ergou and Wang Xiaojun, who were idle in the village.
Dark skin, gangster characteristics, street stall flower shirts costing ten yuan, and large gold chains from two yuan supermarkets are their standard equipment.
"Again?"
When he saw these two people, Yang Chen grinned slightly and knew that the person behind him who was panting heavily and about to die on the spot was none other than the village chief's fat son Zhao Xiaoba.