Mrs. Huang was expressionless and stopped talking. Huang Wulang could only take Fu Bao into the mountain.
Recently, the herb collection team has been able to collect fewer and fewer medicinal materials. It is really too hot today, and many medicinal materials have been burned to death.
Even in the deep mountains and old forests, many medicinal materials have dried up. Fubao sighed, these wild medicinal materials are not stable, so medicinal fields must be cultivated.
But this is not something that happens overnight. Planting medicinal materials does not take one or two years, but several years, ten years, or even longer.
Fu Bao went into the mountain and saw the medicinal materials on the mountain. He was speechless and choked up: "Has everything here become like this?"
Huang Wulang nodded and said: "Recently, the production of medicinal materials has been greatly reduced, and we don't know how long we can collect the medicine. What if we run out of medicine in the future? What should we do? Rely on robbery?"
Fu Bao sighed and said: "It will get better, as long as it lasts until next year..."
"Who knows!" Huang Wulang frowned: "If it doesn't rain tomorrow, more people will die. Yesterday the fourth brother came back and said that our brigade can barely hold on, but other brigade are really miserable, worse than us It’s even worse than I imagined.”
"What's wrong?"
"Too many people died in the second and third teams. Some old people and children came to us to beg. Didn't you notice that there were more and more people at our soup kitchen?" Huang Wulang sighed helplessly.
Fubao also knew that the situation outside was not good, but he did not expect that it had reached this point.
She has been busy recently! I was so busy getting food everywhere that I had no idea what the chaos was like outside.
Fu Bao asked: "Uncle Wu, how much food do we have?"
Huang Wulang took out a small notebook from his body and said:
“There are only 56 bags of grain left in Cave No. 1, all of which are coarse grains.
Cave No. 2 contains 132 bags of grain, 124 bags of coarse grain, and 8 bags of fine grain.
There are 162 bags of fine grains in Valley No. 1, 321 bags of fine grains in Valley No. 2, and 65 bags of fine grains in the cottage. "
"Damn it, 736 bags of grain, am I so good?" Fu Bao laughed.
Everyone around looked at her. Geng Nianyu raised his forehead and said, "Can you stop being so stupid? You don't want to think about how much food you consume in a month? More than 300 bags."
It is true that this much food only lasts for 2 months, but Fu Bao is not afraid. In the fall, her sweet potato harvest will begin.
The yield of sweet potatoes is still very scary. Once the sweet potatoes are harvested, she plans to grow vegetables, fruits and grains in greenhouses, and then she can make some money.
If you sell them here, you will definitely not be able to sell out-of-season vegetables, but if you send out-of-season vegetables to the city, wow, you can definitely make a lot of money.
After all, those people in the city are not short of money!
But then again, you can still do it this way now, but it will be difficult in the dark years.
Those dark years were really difficult. In just over ten years, many people had to die.
But Fu Bao has also thought about it. As long as she can be a dog, no one can do anything to their family.
Huang Wulang carried Fu Bao on his back and led the herb collection team into the deep mountains and old forests and said: "Good boy, eat less! Do you know how much you weigh now?"
Fu Bao rolled his eyes in anger: "Uncle Wu, if you can't carry it, you can't carry it. You have to say I'm heavy. Why am I heavy?"
He said this, but when he saw the white and fat hands and legs, Fu Bao couldn't help but frown. It seemed that he was indeed a little bit fat!
She is so fed up that she needs to start losing weight.
While walking and stopping along the way, medicinal materials were sparse. After searching for a while, Fu Bao was no longer happy to look for them. He took out the diary and began to study the contents in the diary.
"This place looks particularly like Gou Xiong Ling, tsk tsk tsk... I didn't expect that the small Gou Xiong Ling actually has treasures hidden in it!" Fubao really doesn't want to find medicinal materials if he can find treasures.
Huang Wulang said helplessly: "You'd better stay safe! What if those people ambush us there?"
The dozen or so boxes from last time were all filled with bottles and cans, and it was impossible to tell whether they were valuable or not.
Fu Bao really didn't know what he was thinking, otherwise he would laugh to death. Those things are priceless treasures.
But she has also been scared recently. She doesn't dare to go to these places for fear of an ambush, which would be more than worth the loss.
Fu Bao sighed, put away his notebook and said, "Let's talk about it later! Let's see what medicinal materials we can collect."
The large army found its way deep into the forest, where there was almost no sound and it was eerily quiet.
Fu Bao said: "Let's take a rest here first and pay a little attention to our steps."
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Sure enough, someone suddenly said: "There are so many bugs..."
Fu Bao saw that they were all venomous snakes, centipedes, and scorpions. These things were surrounding them. It was quite terrifying, and the area was covered in darkness.
Fubao said: "Spread medicine..."
Countless white powders flew in the air, and soon the poisonous insects in front of Fubao fell down in pieces.
Suddenly Geng Nianyu yelled "Ah", and Fu Bao rushed over and said, "Brother Nianyu, what's wrong?"
Geng Nianyu shook his head and said, "It seems like I was stung by something. It hurts a little. It's okay, it's okay."
These poisonous insects also have medicinal value, so Fu Bao asked them to pack them in bags.
There is always something evil in this mountain, Fu Bao said slowly: "Let's retreat! Don't go in, I always feel there is something wrong."
After collecting medicine for a long time today, we all went down the mountain. After we got home, Geng Nianyu didn't feel right.
"Cold... so cold..." Geng Nianyu kept muttering. Fu Bao took his pulse and frowned slightly: "This pulse is too strange. There is obviously nothing wrong!"
But Geng Nianyu was still unconscious, and Fu Bao became anxious: "Fifth Uncle, go and invite my master..."
Huang Wulang and Gao Ermao rushed directly to Bai Ji, who was listening to the radio with his eyes closed.
Don’t doubt it, radios really existed in the 1960s.
The Shanghai Model 132 tube radio was produced by the Shanghai Broadcasting Equipment Factory in 1959. It was the second desktop first-class tube radio produced by the Shanghai Broadcasting and Radio Factory.
Bai Ji had just bought one. Huang Wulang saw Bai Ji and said, "Master Bai, something happened..."
Bai Ji jumped up in fright: "Did something happen to Fu Bao? I'm going to get a medicine box..."
After taking the medicine box, they found out on the way that something had happened to Geng Nianyu. Bai Ji pursed her lips and said, "You mean Fubao can't diagnose it?"
Huang Wulang sighed and nodded.
Baiji was silent. He knew his apprentice's ability. Even Fubao couldn't diagnose it, so he was afraid that no one could diagnose it.
When they arrived at Huang's house, Baiji took his pulse and remained silent for a long time before saying, "The pulse is normal. What is going on?"
Fu Bao is now so anxious that he is at a loss for words:
"Did we collide with something? We went into the mountains today, and when we walked into the mountains, we were surrounded by all kinds of poisonous insects and snakes.
Now that I think about it, I always find it strange in some way. "
