Chapter 48 Wood ears

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"Yes, I saw a shack built under a broken wall today... That place is my home!"

Xiaoman frowned tightly.

My house was burned down, but the courtyard wall and stone bricks were still left. I didn’t expect that someone would pick up the broken bricks and tiles and build a shack under the courtyard wall.

Although there are still two or three such shacks in the village, what he cares about is the location of his former home.

From a distance, he could only see half of the hut, and couldn't really see the people inside.

Xiaoman still thought that after the war, he could return home.

Now that he saw someone else occupying it, he felt very uncomfortable.

The village had been burned for three months. After the rain and wind, the ashes seeped into the mud and green grass grew in the ditches at the corners.

The green leaves cover up the old ruins and attract new life. Maybe in the near future, a new village will be formed.

There are people living in the village!

However, thinking about the misery of Zhao Li's family, Jiang Zhi still dared not take people back to the village now.

She thought for a while: "We still have to be careful not to meet those refugees. The food harvest on the mountain will start in a month. We can't cause trouble during this time!"

Xiaoman and Xu Errui nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I didn't repair the road that was washed away by the last heavy rain. Those refugees can't walk to the top of the mountain here."

The last heavy rain washed away several sections of the mountain path. During these times, Xiaoman climbed the cliff with a rope.

Although it is a bit troublesome, it has an effect. For example, you don't need to panic when you hear about the refugees entering the village today.

Jiang Zhi still felt uneasy, and she felt that she still needed to make some preparations.

"Xiao Man, dig the trap for the rabbit a little bigger, and arrange it so that it can take a detour into our forest."

Xiaoman was stunned: "Auntie, are you going to deal with those refugees?"

Jiang Zhi nodded: "You know that you have rock climbing, what if others know about it? If you are not afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of the worst. Don't dare to take risks!"

The old, weak, sick and disabled gather here, so we still have to think about the worst.

Qiaoyun was able to get up and do simple housework, and Jiangzhi also had more time to do his own things.

The next day she carried the basket on her back and went into the forest.

This time Jiang Zhi needs to find a special drug, which is both poisonous and life-saving.

But she has been searching in the mountain for so long and has not seen any shadow. After all, this mountain is very ordinary.

Thinking of the place where the medicine used to grow, Jiang Zhi searched again.

It is shaped like mugwort and has roots like Jerusalem artichoke. It is known as the most poisonous medicine in the world and also the most life-saving medicine.

The flowers, leaves, stems and roots are poisonous, and the juice contains toxins. It needs to be boiled for more than 2 hours before being used as medicine.

This medicine is the core of the Fuyang School of Traditional Chinese Medicine!

In ancient times, people liked to pound this substance into juice and then apply it on arrowheads to shoot wild animals and enemies.

Li Shizhen once said, "Taking sap and drying it in the sun is used as poison, and it is used to shoot birds and animals. It is known as shooting nets!"

Farmers can also use it to make soil pesticides to kill insects, using toxins that paralyze nerves and cause arrhythmia.

The search lasted another five days, searching almost every corner of the mountain, and finally found it near the bottom of the mountain.

As if Jiang Zhi had found a treasure, he quickly dug up the tubers below.

Cut a dozen green branches and sharpen them to make a throwing spear, and then manipulate it again. The weapon that seals the throat with blood is completed.

In order to prevent others from accidentally injuring him, Jiang Zhi hid the poisonous gun in the wooden attic where he dried the medicinal materials.

During this period, she went to change Xu Dazhu's medicine again.

No immediate miracle occurred.

But Xu Dazhu said that the place where the medicine was applied felt comfortable and numb, and the uncomfortable swelling and pain every day was relieved.

Whether it's the effect of the medicine or the psychology, as long as there is a reaction, it is a good thing. This kind of thing cannot be rushed.

Everyone has hope in their hearts and is patient. They are not afraid of how long it will take, as long as it works.

There are more smiles on Xiaoman's face. He works diligently every day to find crabs, catch snails, and trap rabbits. Even for meals, he goes out with dry food and doesn't come back until dark.

The weather in the mountains is like a child's face. When the clouds disperse, the sun shines brightly, and when the clouds gather, there are thunderstorms and strong winds.

But compared to the thunderstorm when Xiao Caixia was born, the rain that followed was nothing. Instead, Jiang Zhi picked up thunder bacteria several times.

The fungus has also grown up in the forest, and it is covered with green hills and trees, so densely packed that half a basket can be filled.

Green fungus has always been a top-quality product because of its tender texture, elasticity and special flavor, and it is also here.

Xiaoman and the others used to go up the mountain to collect fungus and sell them to the city.

However, everyone in Xujia Village has to pick it. The mountain is so big, each household can pick it once at most, and not much can be dried in the sun.

The dried fungus here can be sold for one or two silver per pound. Jiang Zhi thought enthusiastically that it would be great if he could grow the fungus himself.

The most important thing about growing fungus is the seedlings, temperature and humidity. As long as the temperature and humidity are well controlled, fungus can be sold all year round. It is easier and more expensive than the dried bamboo shoots that I thought about before.

After all, the dried bamboo shoots still need to be collected from the mountains, and it is easy for others to learn it right under their noses.

Jiang Zhi was not proficient in fungus cultivation. He had seen farmers planting it before when collecting herbs, so he learned about it out of curiosity.

Because the farmer produces and sells his own food, he grows it so that he can eat with peace of mind.

So I didn't prepare a special fungus house. I just dug a pit one meter wide and one meter deep in my yard.

Build a shelf with bamboo pieces on top and cover it with branches to block the sun.

A narrower ditch is dug at the bottom of the pit on both sides, and the middle is used as a walkway for management. On both sides of the road, wooden sticks with bacteria are placed leaning against the pit walls.

This method of growing fungus is less affected by the external climate, and the humidity is easy to maintain, but the yield is low.

If we plant it here, no matter how small the yield is, it will still be much better than harvesting it in the mountains.

Jiang Zhi picked the fungus and went back. Xiao Caixia was still sleeping, and Qiaoyun was squatting at the door, washing diapers with water warmed by the sun.

Qiaoyun, who was in confinement, had gained weight, and her face became rosy and white while nursing the baby.

She saw that her mother-in-law had brought back a basket of fungus, and she quickly stood up and came to pick it up: "Mom, yesterday's fungus was dried just now, so I just have room to dry the new one."

When Jiang Zhi saw her squatting lazily just now, his face suddenly darkened and he threatened: "I have told you several times, sit when you have to sit, stand when you have to stand. You can't squat and work like this, it will cause disease in the future."

When she was a child, she went to the mountains with her grandfather to collect medicine. She once saw an old woman in her 80s or 90s asking for a prescription for her uterine prolapse.

I learned from my grandfather that the medical conditions in the mountains are poor. These old ladies got sick when they were young and could only stagger around with a lump of flesh in their hands for decades. It would be bad if they didn't die.

Qiaoyun is still in confinement. Although squatting for a short period of time will not cause problems, if she squats for a long time to do things without any scruples due to her youth, or does heavy work, which will increase abdominal pressure, there is a risk of uterine prolapse.

This is an era without surgical repairs, and there will be multiple births in the future. If you don't have this concept in your mind, you will be at a disadvantage.

Qiaoyun knew that she was being scolded by her mother-in-law again, and replied with a sneer: "I haven't squatted for long, I just squatted just now."

Jiang Zhi looked at the row of diapers hanging next to him and couldn't bear to expose her lie. He and Er Rui should wash more during this time!

The diapers were relocated. There were so many things that needed to be dried on the mountain, and there was almost no space in the small courtyard, so I had to go in reverse order.