Chapter 310 Digging Pueraria
Everyone was really surprised.
Then they thought of a place where there must be people!
A large group of people walked towards the village entrance again, and saw Zhang Xiaogou standing guard on the wall from a distance.
Zhang Xiaogou is the son of Zhang Tuzi, but unlike Zhang Tuzi who is lazy and shameless, he is diligent and sensible at a young age. He is diligent and willing to work hard on patrol and building the book house. People in the village who originally disliked his father found out that he is different from his father through these things, and gradually stopped classifying them as the same and began to treat them differently.
Aunt Wu asked anxiously: "Xiaogou, where are the people in our village?"
How come he was fine when he went out in the morning, but the village was almost empty when he came back.
Zhang Xiaogou sat on the wall next to the village gate. This piece was a sandbag that was used to prevent floods. It was high and wide. Sitting on it, he could see far away. There was also wood fixed at the back, which was very convenient for climbing up and down.
Hearing Aunt Wu's question, he quickly replied: "Aunt, everyone in the village is digging kudzu roots on the mountain! Most of the families who don't plant kudzu roots are going to watch the fun. If you want to go, you'd better go early, otherwise they will probably come back soon."
There are only a few families in the village who don't plant kudzu roots, and his family is one of them.
The family of Xu Sange, who was on duty today, planted a hill. After switching with him, he followed the team to the mountain to dig kudzu roots, and said that they would give him one when they dug it back!
"Kudzu roots?" Aunt Wu thought about it for a long time and felt that this thing sounded familiar.
It seemed that she had heard it somewhere before.
"Yes, Xu Sange said that in the morning, Fan Erge came to the old village chief and said that kudzu roots could be dug. After the old village chief told them, the families who had planted kudzu roots decided that they would feel relieved if they dug it back early, so they all went up the mountain." Zhang Xiaogou was glad that he talked a lot in the morning and caught Xu Sange to ask a lot of questions, otherwise he would not be able to explain it to the aunts and sisters in front of him now.
Zhao Lan reacted and said quickly: "I remember, it was the seeds given by Shuiqing, called Pueraria root!
After sowing the seeds, the head of the family went to the mountain to see, saying that it was growing well, and it was time to harvest."
"Yes, I remember that I ate some at Shuiqing's house at that time. It looked like the old tree roots, but it was much thicker and not as good-looking on the surface. It tasted a bit bitter, but it was slightly sweet after chewing."
"Let's go and see what the soil looks like!"
"Puppy, wait until my aunt's family digs it up and you can taste it together."
Only a few people had seen and eaten it, and most of them had never eaten or seen it, so their curiosity reached its peak.
People who have been hungry have a heartfelt desire for food, and their concern is no less than silver.
Thirty people turned around and ran to the back door of the village.
Shanshui Village is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the most surrounded on the two sides and the back, so you can definitely see it from the back door of the village.
They still have to work in the herbal medicine shop in the afternoon, so they have to take advantage of this morning break to go and see it.
Zhang Xiaogou at the gate smiled and said hello. The curve of his mouth slowly dropped as he watched a large group of people gradually go away.
He turned around and climbed up the embankment along the wooden piles, and sat on it to look at the dirt road in front of the village. His thin back was a little lonely.
The people in the village picked mushrooms, peeled chicken heads, planted potatoes and kudzu roots, raised rabbits and livestock... Although they were a little busy and tired, their lives were getting better with the naked eye. On the contrary, my family has always been the worst in the village.
In fact, as one of the earliest families to take root in Shanshui Village, their Zhang family had a lot of land and forests, and there were not a lot of them passed down to my father and uncle, but the two brothers, one was a gambler and the other was lazy, and they almost lost all their property.
No, my uncle had already lost all his property, but my aunt and cousins were diligent and earned back their property little by little, even better than when my uncle was alive!
People in the village used to say that the aunt had a bad fate, and her husband died at a young age. But a few days ago, he heard those people say that the aunt had a good fate because her husband died. Otherwise, if the uncle was still alive, he would not be able to keep the current property.....
His father, his father has always been lazy. The family has already started selling the land. It is not difficult to know that the days ahead will become more and more difficult.
His parents can't rely on him and he can only rely on himself. When it rains, people without umbrellas will run faster and faster. The same is true for people whose parents are unreliable. They can only work hard and hard...
Zhao Lan, Li Tiantian and others saw people everywhere on the nearest mountain except the back door of the village.
This is the hill of Zhao Lan's home. Judging from the number, most people in the village are here. It is estimated that on the first day, everyone didn't understand and gathered on the old village head's hill to exchange experiences.
The rest of the people also followed him up the mountain.
Fan Xiaoliu on the mountain shouted exaggeratedly: "Come on, come on! I found one. Come and see if it is this?"
"Where is it?" Li Wen ran over quickly with a hoe.
Other men followed closely behind carrying full bamboo baskets.
The old village chief and the equally old Mr. Fan Qiye and other elders were at the end. They were not in a hurry and walked slowly while summarizing: "The yield of kudzu root is really good. They can grow so well even if the seeds are sown and left alone."
The long ones are nearly one meter long, and the short ones are as long as arms. The thin parts are about the same as wrists, and the thick parts are as fat as calves. I didn't expect it.
"I originally thought that wild things would be about the same thin as tree roots." Mr. Fan Qiye's eyes were also full of the joy of a good harvest.
This food is so good. It can grow so well even if it is left alone in the mountains and forests. They have many mountains and forests here, and they can all be used in the future!
"I heard from Xiao Ding that these vines can still be cut? We can't waste them. With these, people in our village will not have to go hungry." Father Xu looked at the vines under the woods with his eyes shining, as if he were looking at a treasure.
In fact it is a treasure to them! The most important baby.
When Xu Laosan heard what his father was saying, he turned around and added excitedly: "Not only does it save you from starvation, Brother Ding also said that it is a medicinal herb! It can produce fluids and quench thirst, and can treat measles, heat dysentery, diarrhea, and dizziness. ! Dad, it’s such a treasure!”
The people in the village respect medicinal herbs from the bottom of their hearts, especially because this medicinal ingredient can fill their stomachs.
According to Mr. Fucheng, does it belong to that kind of medicinal diet?
Li Wu was responsible for carrying the bamboo basket on the other side. When he heard what Xu Laosan said, he was afraid that the old man would be tempted to sell money, so he quickly extinguished it: "Brother Ding also said that kudzu is so good to plant. There are only one plant on a mountain." The whole mountain can be covered in a year, and the output is large, so it is not valuable. The medicinal materials shop collects only a small amount, and the price is not high. They don’t think it is a waste of labor. "
The hopes raised by Father Xu and Fan Qiye disappeared without a trace.
The old village chief did not give up too early. He told his son: "Bring some with you next time you go to Fucheng. Find a drug store and ask whether they will accept it and the purchase price. We have a good idea."