Ginseng is native to Shangdang and Liaodong in China.
Liaodong, here, can basically be summarized as the area centered on Changbai Mountain and Changbai Mountains, while Shangdang refers to the area in Shanxi centered on Taihang Mountains.
However, the ginseng in the Taihang Mountains has long been exhausted.
During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, ginseng from the Changbai Mountains began to enter the Central Plains.
Therefore, in the era of the owner of the wood chip, the Song Dynasty, ginseng may indeed be an extremely common weed here, and it may not even be a herbal medicine.
To be more extreme, maybe some natives accidentally dug up a giant ginseng that was thousands of years old, treated it like a sweet potato, took it back, washed it, cut it, boiled it, and ate it all with the soup and water, and the result was second
God, "sudden death".
Then the local medical history may have left such a record, "There is a nameless grass in the holy mountain. Its underground stems are long and slender like kudzu. It is highly poisonous. People can die suddenly if they eat it. Because it has a human-like shape, this ghost
Wu Zhi Mu Hu?"
In short, at that time, no one knew about He's jade, and wild ginseng, which was extremely rare in later generations, may indeed be "everywhere" here.
Looking at the large tracts of ginseng at the ginseng garden, Xu Guangling felt an inexplicable sense of absurdity in his heart. It's like gold is very precious, but in a certain place, an entire mountain range is covered with gold. It's not measured in grams, not
It is measured in kilograms and pounds, not in trucks and tons, but in terms of "an area".
It can make people feel unbalanced.
Xu Guangling continued to look at the records on the wood chips.
The owner of the wood chip was also ecstatic when he saw this treasure mountain full of ginseng.
Next, relying on this ginseng, he cured many diseases, and gradually he was regarded as a miracle doctor. He was extremely famous both in the government and among the people.
The government invited him several times to be a government doctor, and he was one of the top doctors, but he refused without hesitation.
In the account, the owner of the wood chip was quite frank: "Although my servant was itchy, I didn't dare to covet it, so I used ginseng to become a god to stop it! If I respect myself like this, I'm afraid a big disaster is not far away."
The following records are about this underground space.
Once while digging ginseng in the mountain, the owner of the wood chips accidentally slipped and fell, knocking off several roots and continuing to fall down without thinking.
Just when the owner of the wood chip was screaming that he was going to die, he was stopped by a huge rock. After calming down for a while, the owner of the wood chip discovered that there was a huge crack on the edge of the rock, sloping and extending downward.
You can't see the bottom at a glance.
"It's like leading to the underworld."
The owner of the wood chip was surprised and frightened. At this time, he was afraid that he would have the upper hand. Even standing on the edge of the rock, he felt a gust of wind blowing, and he hurriedly ran away looking for a way out.
But slowly, the strange thing appeared again.
After passing by this land again and again, the owner of the wood chips finally couldn't bear it anymore.
What is this underground?
Curiosity can kill the cat.
Cats are curious, just like humans, even more so than cats.
After bringing enough dry food and water, as well as self-defense knives, wooden sticks and ropes, and making both physical and psychological preparations, the owner of the wood chip finally entered the crevice and tentatively headed downward step by step.
The road is not easy.
There is no "road" at all, just large gaps plus small gaps, so that you often have to use both hands and feet.
But after a long day of tossing, the owner of the wood chip finally came to the end.
Then he saw Fairyland, or the place where the gods live.
It was probably the lake and ground fire that Xu Guangling had seen before. Xu Guangling seemed a little strange, but in the eyes of the owner of the wood chips, the lake was filled with mist, and the unquenchable holy fire was rising on the edge of the water. "This is
God’s abode!”
The abode of God, but God does not live here.
After going up and in a few more times, the owner of the wood chips became the resident here.
The first step was to build a cabin here.
In the second step, he tried to plant ginseng here.
Although there are many ginseng in the mountains outside, they still need to be found and harvested, so he wanted to build a ginseng garden here, in such a mysterious and extremely secret place.
He dug ginseng from outside here, transplanted it and planted it.
Done!
The ginseng transplanted smoothly and even grew better!
So in the following days, the transplantation project began.
Not only ginseng, but also some other commonly used herbs and wood chip owners have transplanted them. But some of them survived and some did not.
"Five hundred ginseng plants, all of which are thousands of years old."
The owner of the wood chip transplanted five hundred ginseng trees, and they were all over a thousand years old. To put it simply, he looked down upon ginseng trees under a thousand years old.
Seeing this, Xu Guangling no longer had any doubts about the record in front of the owner of the wood chips that ginseng was everywhere.
Even after suffering from squirrel disease, he had already transplanted 500 ginsengs, but the owner of the wood chips still did not stop. In the following days, he still transplanted ginseng here, but no longer so frequently, but only one every now and then.
strains, and the standards and requirements for ginseng have been greatly improved.
If it is not the best ginseng, it will not be pleasing to the eye.
In other words, even the ordinary thousand-year-old ginseng is now out.
Once upon a time, everything was difficult, except for Wushan. Thinking back to the feats of this non-professional "ginseng picker", Xu Guangling thought that if he told these two old people, especially the teacher, they would be so envious that they would drool.
Let it flow out.
As for Mr. Chen, based on Xu Guangling's understanding of him, if he heard such a thing, the old man would probably scold his mother.
This is not a waste of natural resources, but it can definitely be described as a waste of natural resources.
If you are so stupid, why don't you go to heaven?
Looking further down the record, Xu Guangling was slightly startled.
The owner of the wood chips became more and more perverted. In the end, even if the ginseng was old enough, big enough, but not good-looking, let alone a millennium, he would still reject it! "If it is not a very human form, then
Abandon it."
Thousands of years later, even in the mottled records, Xu Guangling can still imagine how the owner of the wood chip was a kind of, no, high-spirited.
Once again, after the owner of the wood chip planted a superb human-shaped ginseng here, suddenly, the ground shook.
A great disaster is coming!
After the earthquake, this space was fine, but the exit was completely blocked by broken rocks.
Huge rocks directly sealed the mountain pass, and the original big gap was now closed directly.
The owner of the wood chip was stunned.
Completely unbelievable.
He tried to dig, but after only trying for a long time, he despaired because the rock could not be dug at all. He turned to the ground to dig, but not long after digging, he found another rock!
For the next time, the owner of the wood chip kept digging around and shouting loudly. Even though he knew it was impossible, he still hoped that someone would pass by, hear his cry, and rescue him.
My voice became hoarse day by day, until one day I lost my voice completely.
The owner of the wood chips finally gave up all hope.
In the end, he attributed this unexpected disaster to two points. First, mortals occupied the divine residence and offended the gods. Second, he harvested a large amount of mountain spirits (ginseng) and offended the mountain gods.
“If you offend one god, it will be a serious sin, but how about offending two gods?”
This is the last record of the wood chips.
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