bookcurios Chapter 232 Pulling out an old mountain ginseng
Chapter 232 Pulling out an old mountain ginseng
As Lao Jin was speaking, he saw Jiang He narrow his eyes slightly, a hint of suspicion flashed across his face, and he immediately became angry: "Fuck, you kid don't think I did something murderous or robbed, do you?"
Jiang He laughed and said, "Brother Lao Jin, why are you scolding me? You should be scolding me, Brother Mancang.
He taught me that in the deep mountains and forests, encountering a human being is much more frightening than encountering a tiger."
Lao Jin said angrily, "I wouldn't do anything like giving birth to a son without an anus!"
Jiang He glanced at Da Jin and Er Jin, who were both alive and well, and the three grandsons, who also seemed to be in good health.
"Just tell me whether the old man is dead or not!"
Lao Jin's face flushed immediately: "Dead, dead is dead, but it wasn't me who killed him. I carried him for more than ten miles and brought him out of the old mountain.
He died because he fell from the mountain and his stomach was pierced by a tree root. Besides, I promised him that I would build this warehouse and give a share of the spoils to his wife and disabled son.
The reason I, Jin Dazhong, can survive until now is because I stand tall and firm, and my words are as good as my words. If you don't believe me, forget it, go back and ask Sun Mancang, that old idiot, to come and do it!"
Jiang He laughed and said, "Look at you, you're still getting impatient. My brother asked me to come here because he must trust in our life-long friendship."
"You little bastard, that's more like it."
Jiang He said: "It is not appropriate to pull others into a warehouse with gold. Too many people and too many mouths can easily cause trouble.
We are different. We are far away in the Greater Khingan Range. We can just walk away without any hesitation. We don’t even have a place to leak secrets!”
Lao Jin chuckled and said, "Why don't you let me know if you can live a peaceful life."
"Brother Jin, what you said makes sense. Why didn't you tell me earlier? We wouldn't have drunk yesterday and we could have gone into the mountains today."
Lao Jin snorted, "You're going into the mountains today, are you still going to let the four female soldiers on the other side attack you?"
Jiang He couldn't help but sigh in admiration, thinking about it over and over again. This was something he could definitely brag about for the rest of his life.
Since I had important business to attend to, I naturally couldn't let alcohol interfere with it, so I just drank a little to relieve my fatigue, and then went to sleep.
The giggling sounds of Chunyu and her two granddaughters-in-law came from next door again.
Jiang He had suffered a great loss today and was so tired that he fell asleep quickly.
But I felt confused and something was wrong, as if something was missing.
Jiang He suddenly remembered, it's almost midnight, why hasn't Shen Wanqing come back yet?
Jiang He quickly got up. Lao Jin said that the female educated youth had sent a letter saying that Xiao Shen was staying at her place. Jiang He was relieved then. They were from the same village, so he was not afraid of anything happening.
Early the next morning, Mrs. Jin and her daughters-in-law had packed their things for going into the mountains.
Lao Jin leads a group of strong young men, who are full of vigor and vitality, but there is a strange thing called spring rain mixed in among them.
Bringing a woman into the mountains is a very taboo thing.
But Chunyu's general grid is heading to this station.
He carried a curved-handled, purely combat-use mirrored axe on his shoulder, and was still afraid of his father. If anything really happened, he would be counting on the spring rain.
When Liu Er and Cheng Feiyu heard that there were treasures and gold in the mountains, they jumped high. This was much more exciting than hunting.
After they entered the mountain, they took out their guns.
Jiang He and his friends' brand new Mosin-Nagant made Lao Jin and his friends very jealous.
Because Lao Jin was using a barreled twelve-gauge hunting rifle, and he reloaded as he shot.
The Dajin and Erjin used the Type 38 rifle, which was full of the mark of the times at first glance and was a gun that had been used on the battlefield.
As for the three little Jins, they shared a handful of them.
Although these days, you can buy a brand new 56 and a half if you have money and a letter of introduction.
But a new gun costs thousands of dollars, who would be willing to spend that money?
Jiang He had a few new guns at home, and he smiled and said that he would leave these guns to them when he came back.
Ji Jin's can of Coke was broken and he was walking with a stiff upper limb.
The mountains are very large. Even if the warehouse tells you where it is, you won’t be able to find it unless you are an experienced mountain hiker.
Therefore, Lao Jin had to take action in this matter. He led them around a village and headed into the mountains with familiarity.
I've been walking for a whole day and I'm exhausted.
Jiang He sat down against a tree, wiped his sweat and said, "Brother Jin, I feel like something is wrong!"
"What's wrong?"
"You said that when the Japanese wanted to build a warehouse, they must have used a lot of building materials. Even if they didn't treat Chinese people as human beings, they wouldn't have carried building materials into the mountains like this!"
Lao Jin pointed to a strip of lush grass at the foot of the mountain and said, "See?"
"Look, it used to be a river. Ah, water transportation!"
"That's right. After the Japanese built the warehouse, they probably cut off the water vein, and the warehouse disappeared into the mountains.
When it is needed, we can connect the water veins and it will become a waterway for water transportation."
"This is a high...Huh? What's this claw hanging from?"
When Jiang He was about to sit down again, he found that there were many scratches on the tree he was leaning against. The scratches were very old and must have been made by something sharp.
Lao Jin came over to take a look and exclaimed, "It's a sign!"
"What's the omen? Good or bad?" Jiang He asked.
“No, someone here carried ginseng.
This is the custom of the mountain headman. After carrying the ginseng, they will scatter the ginseng seeds nearby and leave a sign on the tree. It is also a mark. They will come back to dig for more in the future. Let me see!"
Lao Jin touched the mark on the trunk and began to examine it. "Two high-quality ginseng with six-grade leaves were picked up. Judging from the appearance, they must be at least several decades old. Let's quickly search nearby to see if there are any ginsengs!"
Jiang He and his friends came from Daxinganling. Daxinganling has everything except good stuff like ginseng. They know nothing about it.
Soon, Dajin called out "Kuai Dang" several times, which means there is a ginseng.
Jiang He leaned over to take a look. The leaves had just grown out, so he couldn't tell what grade they were.
But Lao Jin pulled out the soil a little, looked at the root, and said with a smile: "This is a good ginseng with six leaves, worth at least 1,800 yuan. I'll tie it up to save us the trouble of running around. We can dig it up again when we come back!"
As Lao Jin spoke, he took out a red cloth strip from his pocket and tied it to the ginseng leaves.
It is said that ginseng will become a spirit when it grows to a certain age. If you can't keep an eye on it, it will grow legs and run away. Tying it with a red rope is like tying its legs so that it can't run away.
As soon as they finished, Chunyu ran over and shouted, "Brother, look, I dug up a wild carrot. It's edible, right?"
Jiang He turned his head and saw Chunyu running towards him with a crooked root as thick as a thumb.
The roots and hairs were broken, and some white liquid was oozing out.
Lao Jin jumped up suddenly and said, "Fuck, an eighth-grade old ginseng, you, you just dug it up like that?"
"What are you digging for? It's so tiring. I just pulled it out!" Chunyu said righteously.
Lao Jin was so angry that he almost fell over. An eighth-grade ginseng was worth at least three thousand yuan. Now that its quality has deteriorated, it is not worth even three hundred yuan.
The key is that you can’t take them back, they will rot.
Jiang He quickly persuaded him, saying it was okay, at worst we could just eat it ourselves.
Lao Jin was angrily silent. After all, it was Chunyu who found it. Even if the other party sold it, they wouldn't care about the money.
It’s just that the people in the mountains can’t stand seeing things being harmed like this.
Lao Jin was furious. He shot several pheasants, chopped them into small pieces and put them in the pot. He then threw the rotten old ginseng into the pot to stew.
The stewed pheasant has a bitter taste, but when you sip it, you can taste the strong sweet herbal flavor.
Many people say that ginseng is useless and has similar ingredients to radish.
That's because you haven't eaten it. Once you have, you will know that even if it is artificially cultivated ginseng, it is extremely delicious.
They set up a shack and slept in the mountains at night. The men all had nosebleeds, their faces and eyes were red, and no one could sleep.
Jiang He even felt that the damage he suffered after being hit by the four men was suddenly replenished and even overflowed.
The spring rain seemed to have no effect on me. I curled up in the grass nest, covered with a small quilt and slept soundly.
It's just that ginseng makes men's blood boil. Now looking at the big and strong Chunyu, how can he still have a handsome face, it makes people very impulsive!