Jiang Zhi was stunned for a moment and quickly stopped Mr. Man, who was about to throw the wild yam down the hillside: "Uncle Chang Geng, you must have admitted your mistake! This medicine is not poisonous!"
Master Xiao Man nervously waved his hand, signaling Xiao Man to quickly throw away the wild yam: "It's poisonous, it's poisonous."
Xiaoman didn't move, only looked at Jiang Zhi: He and Aunt Jiang had worked hard digging this, was it really a waste of effort to dig it by mistake?
Jiang Zhi asked Xiaoman not to throw it away, but he couldn't help but said: "Uncle Chang Geng, take a closer look to see if you have admitted your mistake!"
Seeing Jiang Zhi's confident face, Xiao Manye also became a little uncertain: "Admit your mistake? Impossible."
He carefully picked up the wild yam and looked at it carefully. After looking at it, he frowned and asked, "It's the same! It's really inedible. Some of us used to dig it out, wash them and cook them when they looked like sweet potatoes." .
But it was so bitter that I couldn't eat it at all. When cooked in the porridge, the porridge was so bitter that it stuck to my throat. In the end, all the porridge was fed to the pigs. "
"Is the pig dead?" Jiang Zhi shook his head and laughed.
Little Man thought for a while: "Dead, not dead. Even though he was beaten with loose feces, he lost more than ten kilograms of meat."
I was reluctant to part with that pot of porridge and fed it to the pigs. The pigs did not dislike it, but they also suffered.
It takes a month to grow more than ten kilograms of meat with good grain and fine chaff, which is a huge loss.
"It tastes as bitter as wild yam? You must have dug it wrong! There is a medicine called Huangdu, which is indeed very similar to wild yam. If the people who dig it are careless, they will make mistakes. Huangdu is poisonous."
Jiang Zhi was convinced that the bitter wild yam that Xiao Manye mentioned was the similar-looking Huangdu. Huangdu was also a medicine, usually used externally and rarely taken internally.
Taking too much or taking it for a long time can cause gastrointestinal reactions, such as vomiting, abdominal pain, diarrhea, etc., and it can also cause some damage to liver function.
So Xiao Manye said that pigs would have diarrhea after eating porridge.
"Poisonous? No wonder the soup is so bitter that it makes you vomit and almost kills people!" Xiao Manye was frightened for a while.
It was hard for him to say that he was the one who dug up medicine randomly. He was so miserable that he drank a bucket of water and poured a pot of porridge on the ground to feed the pigs. Even the pigs were unlucky.
Next to him, Xiao Man, who was originally confident about picking herbs by himself, was dumbfounded. He thought he had learned it, but it turned out that there was another one that looked exactly the same, and it was also poisonous!
From now on, let’s learn from Aunt Jiang honestly!
Jiang Zhi told Mr. Xiao Man the functions of wild yam and the differences between it and Huang Du.
Xiao Manye compared it repeatedly and tasted the wild yam himself, finally believing that he had made a mistake.
Jiang Zhi only talked about herbal medicine at the foot of the cliff and did not mention anything about the village.
He knew that even if he didn't mention it, Xiaomanye and Xiaomannai knew what happened.
Xiaoman would tell them those things at the right time, but now he said it seriously but it was scary.
This time, in addition to herbs, Jiang Zhi and Xiao Man also picked up a lot of dried tung seeds, which were shared between the two families.
Because there is little rain in winter, although the shells of these tung trees that mature in October have rotted, the tung seeds inside have been preserved.
Tung oil is also the most common tree in the southwest. The tung oil extracted from tung seeds has been a hard currency in any era, and is even known as soft gold in modern times.
Tung oil is an excellent dry vegetable oil. It has the characteristics of fast drying, light specific gravity, good gloss, strong adhesion, heat resistance, acid resistance, alkali resistance, anti-corrosion, anti-rust, non-conductivity, etc., and has a wide range of uses.
In ancient times, it was also the main raw material for making paints and inks. It was used in waterproofing and antisepsis of construction wood, weapons, vehicles and ships, and could also be used to make oilcloth and oil paper, which are closely related to daily life.
Jiang Zhi also knew that tung oil can also be used to make soap, pesticides and insecticides.
However, at this time, the tung seeds can only return to their original use, which is to string the tung seeds with their hard shells on thin sticks and light them for lighting.
The fire was so full of smoke that it would blacken a large area of the roof once it was lit.
If you light tung seeds in the house, you will get a few big black faces in one night, so tung oil is also a good material for making ink ingots to extract soot.
Back at his home, Jiang Zhi handed the tung seeds he had received to Qiaoyun who came over, telling her to peel them and prepare them when she had time.
Since arriving on the mountain, in order to save lamp oil, I have burned a pile of firewood for warmth and lighting at night.
With Tongzi, you can use it outdoors in emergencies without fear of wind or rain.
After handing over Tong Zi, Jiang Zhi didn't even drink the water. He quickly dried the two herbs he had just picked on the ground, not daring to cover them up and delay the rare good sunshine.
The rain stopped for two days, but the ground is still a little damp. It seems that we need to quickly build a wooden frame and a shed to facilitate the drying of medicine in the future.
As soon as Jiang Zhi came back, Xu Errui also came from the terraces. Today, instead of cutting firewood and digging kudzu, he was building field ridges.
"Mom, the wheat has grown taller again!" Xu Errui said happily.
Since the wheat seeds were sown, he has been watching them every day. This is the family's annual ration, so there can be no mistakes.
It started to rain, but there was no movement in the wheat. As soon as the rain stopped in the past two days, the sun made the temperature rise. As if it had received some signal, the wheat seedlings swooped out of the ground overnight and had already grown two leaves.
In a normal year, when the wheat absorbs enough rain at this time, it will truly grow wildly.
It is no exaggeration to say that even an old farmer sitting on the edge of the field can hear the sound of wheat seedlings jointing.
The seeds are planted in the soil, and the hearts of the people are settled.
When the seeds sprout and grow, people's hearts have hope.
Hoeing weeds and looking at seedlings, the first thing Xiao Manye does when he gets up every day is to hunker down and look at the crops everywhere, then pull out a few bundles of grass and go home to feed the rabbits.
After watching it, I was in a very good mood that day. When I was in a good mood, I could do whatever I wanted.
The next day, knowing that Jiang Zhi wanted to dry herbs, Mr. Man, who knew a lot about carpentry skills, "easily" built a wooden frame and shed for her.
He is afraid that others will dislike him and become a drag on him, so he strives to show his value.
Next, Er Rui and Xiao Man dug kudzu and wild yams in various mountains every day, and then looked for some edible green leaves that had not been soaked by the rain. They also brought back chicken feet and ginseng.
Jiang Zhi boiled the herbs into a stew and shared it between the two families.
Not only Xu Dazhu's body needs to be recuperated, but everyone's body here needs to be replenished.
Each time, put a piece of dried meat in the pot, then add the medicinal ingredients, drink the soup and take the medicine, which will have a somewhat meaty taste.
Moreover, the kudzu root after the rain has enough water, and after being stewed, it becomes softer, glutinous, delicious, and filling.
The two families on the cliff just went back and forth like this, helping each other through the spring famine.
In the days after the continuous rain stopped, there were more and more sunny days and the temperature was getting higher day by day.
The moisture on the ground is steaming, and the morning mist lingers between the mountains. Laoyunya seems to be floating in the clouds. The mist will not completely dissipate until noon.
No matter natural disasters or man-made disasters, they cannot stop the seasonal cycle. What was late and should have finally come.
Various disasters are just moments when the earth shuts down and repairs itself. Now not only is the grass everywhere green, but even the branches burned by wildfires are sprouting new leaves.
Almost overnight, the originally bare barren slopes were covered with grass carpets.
Those short-lived little flowers can't wait to reproduce, pink and blue, appearing and disappearing in the low grass.
In the forest, peach blossoms bloomed, wild pear blossoms bloomed, and so did bitter plum and sour apricot flowers.
These wild fruit trees in the mountains are growing wildly here and there.
The pink and white flowers shine brightly among the green leaves, marking their position to the hungry bees and butterflies.
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