Liang Chuan's face had not calmed down in the past two days, and later even his younger brother Zhao joined him in misbehaving. Well, the third uncle’s cow dung was to be saved and sold. Later, Yi Niang went there a few times. The third uncle smiled and said that he could take as much as he wanted. If there was anything in the way, Yi Niang was too embarrassed to keep going and get it for free. She gave Uncle He some money to subsidize the cow dung.
The two were stung terribly by the wasps, but it was a good thing that Brother Zhao was stung because he wanted to watch the fun after putting the beehives in the beehive and offended these evil spirits. As for Liang Chuan, he peeled off the muddy outer shell of the honeycomb so that these bees could easily build nests in the beehives. It's okay if you don't peel it off. Once you peel it off, there are still some housekeeping wasps inside. When they saw that Liang Chuan was trying to demolish their home, they immediately flew out to fight for their lives. Poor Liang Chuan didn't dare to throw away the hot potato in his hand, so he could only A few bumblebees stung my face, which was exposed to the air.
The day before yesterday, I was just stung by a needle on my eyelid, which swelled out of shape. Now my face is full of needle holes. After the honeycomb was placed in the hive, an army of bumblebees also arrived.
Liang Chuan placed the honeycomb outside the bamboo forest. It is warm in winter and cool in summer. There is a stream on the mountain not far away with sufficient water. Moreover, there is a sea of flowers in the bamboo forest. In the near future, the flowering period of various trees in the forest will be approaching. Once it arrives, honey sources will not be a problem. Liang Chuan also observed this place, and there were no ants. Ants are the mortal enemies of bees, and they are also the most greedy for honey. Once discovered by them, the honeycomb may become an ant nest. There is natural shade halfway up the mountainside in the bamboo forest and it is very quiet, making it the perfect place to place beehives.
Poor Liang Chuan had to find a lot of hay and dead leaves to cover the beehive. What if it was too conspicuous and someone would take it home and burn it as firewood. Among the rebels, Liang Chuan carried him to death and was beaten by the army of bumblebees. When he came back, his face was almost disfigured.
After Liang Chuan got home, he could hardly open his eyes. Only a sliver of light came through the cracks in his eyes, and the rest was completely blocked by the swollen bumps. Liang Chuan also asked Yi Niang: "Is my face okay?" Yi Niang was so angry that she didn't know whether to cry or laugh. Liang Chuan's face was covered with bumps, not a single place was intact, and his lips were swollen like It was like sausage, Yi Niang wished she could really beat him.
The two were lying in the yard, and every half an hour, Yi Niang would come with fresh cow dung to change their medicine. This time it was really too cruel. It was okay to recruit a younger brother. If Liang Chuan had relied on his Vajra body, he would have almost gone to see the King of Hell.
Not only wasps, Liang Chuan found that even mosquitoes were terrifying last night. Damn it, people sitting in the courtyard to heal their wounds attract mosquitoes. After smearing cow dung on the head, these mosquitoes and shell beetles are like discovering cakes. They are frantically looking for trouble in Liangchuan. It’s just the Spring Equinox. What will happen when the summer solstice comes? , I haven’t been moved away by mosquitoes yet.
He Baozheng was watching the excitement and didn't mind having too much trouble. He didn't expect that Liang Chuan would also suffer a loss. As soon as he heard that he was stung by a bumblebee, he immediately came to visit him diligently. If he didn't, he would say something to his face. Liang Chuan wiped I didn’t want to publicize it because I had a face full of cow dung.
Liang Chuan didn't want his embarrassment to be used as a joke by his fellow villagers. He could only talk about his glorious deeds. Let history bury the blood and tears behind them.
If we don't talk about this, we have to draw He Baozheng's attention in other directions.
"He Baozheng, are there a lot of mosquitoes this summer?" Liang Chuan suddenly asked a question.
He Baozheng replied: "You have lived here for many years. Don't you sleep here at night? This is nonsense. We have a lot of grass, trees and dew here, so naturally there are more mosquitoes."
"Then what do you do when you sleep at night? There are so many mosquitoes. Isn't it uncomfortable?"
"I'm just rooting my cattail leaf fan on the mosquitoes. What else can I do? There are people selling mosquito nets in the countryside, but those mosquito nets made of silk are so precious. How many families can afford them? If you just endure it, the summer will be over."
"He Baozheng, these women are now familiar with cutting bamboo in the mountains, and you don't have to worry about it every day. In this way, I have a new job, do you want to do it?" Liang Chuan released a bait to see Let's see if we can get this old boy to take the bait.
He Baozheng no longer wants to mess with these women. Every time he talks to a village woman, or looks at her twice, and his mother-in-law sees her, he will have no peace after returning home! But Liang Chuan arranged for him to take care of this gang and he had to obey. Now he finally has a chance to escape.
"Do it, I will do whatever you arrange for me, Sanlang!" As long as I don't deal with those old women, He Baozheng said one more thing in his mind.
"I have gone into the mountains several times and found many valuable things that can be used. For example, camphor trees, fragrant nan, mugwort, kudzu and other things on the mountains are regarded as weeds and vegetables that no one wants. .We have a lot of mosquitoes this summer. I have a way to solve the mosquito problem!"
He Baozheng also knew what Liang Chuan was talking about. There were indeed a lot of them on the mountain, but there were so many that no one would pick them. These things were not valuable. If they were valuable, they would have been picked up long ago.
"How to deal with mosquitoes? Just these few things?" He Baozheng knew these things, but he didn't know what Liang Chuan wanted to do. Is it possible to chop them back and burn them at home to repel mosquitoes? This would be too naive. It's not that the villagers don't know that these can repel mosquitoes, but the smell when burned is too great. The mosquitoes will run away, and people can't sleep.
The next day, Liang Chuan led He Baozheng to the mountain. When Yi Niang saw that Liang Chuan was going to the mountain again, she pinched his ears and cursed, "If you mess with those bumblebees again today, you will be hurt to death!" Liang Chuan screamed in pain and shouted to go to the mountain to collect medicine, not to dig up bumblebees again.
Pueraria lobata is a traditional medicine in traditional Chinese medicine, but in years of floods and droughts, when the food harvest fails, or when there is no food to eat, this traditional Chinese medicine becomes a life-saving vegetable for everyone. Wild kudzu has tender meat and is very nutritious, but because it is not a daily dish, it is more like a wild vegetable. In Fengshan, only those who are hungry and cannot afford rice go to the mountains to dig up this thing to eat.
Liang Chuan looked a little distressed. People are so mean. They used to feed the pigs the wild vegetables and shrimps that made them vomit, but now they have to go to the supermarket to steal them for a hundred dollars. The same goes for kudzu. People don't eat it now, but people in later generations use it as a health supplement. It tastes a bit like ginseng.
Liang Chuan remembered that during the days when he was bedridden, the millet porridge cooked by Yi Niang seemed to have added kudzu root, which was nicknamed Thousand-Year Ginseng. Thank you to this little thing for accompanying me through the most difficult time.
Kudzu grows on hillsides, roadside grass and some relatively humid areas. The dug out kudzu root looks like a radish, but its surface is brown and has some wrinkles. Some kudzu roots are big, weighing hundreds of kilograms. Liang Chuan and He Baozheng didn't dig that much, just about ten kilograms. It would be tiring to carry too much digging back, and they didn't know if the experiment could be successful.
After digging the kudzu root, I looked for fragrant nan and camphor trees. There are many of these two trees in the forest. People who cut down trees in the deep mountains and old forests usually cut off some branches and leaves to burn firewood. There are still not many big trees to cut down, which is not good. It's not easy to carry it back even if it's cut.
Xiangzhang Liangchuan did not dare to attack the old tree at the entrance of the ancestral hall, and He Baozheng would not agree to Liang Chuan's attack. The tree had become a Feng Shui tree, and its significance was greater than its tree value.
The nanmu tree is more interesting. The wood, branches and leaves of nanmu contain aromatic oil. Distillation can produce nanmu oil, which is a high-grade spice. It tastes refreshing when burned. Nanmu has been a valuable wood since ancient times. There is a kind of golden nanmu, which is the favorite of emperors when they grow up. Common people also like this kind of wood for longevity. The coffin made of golden nanmu can be said to be incorruptible for thousands of years. The wood grain is like golden water ripples. It is quite gorgeous and is highly praised by dignitaries.
Fragrant nan has greater medicinal value, but its texture is not as good as golden nan. Some spots are purple and black. The smell is refreshing and refreshing, and it has a certain effect of dispelling turbidity.
These two powders are also the main raw materials of mosquito-repellent incense, and with the addition of mugwort, mosquitoes can basically be eliminated without a trace.
Finally, we need to cut some rosin. The rosin contains rosin. Liang Chuan does not refine rosin, but rosin is easier to obtain. There are old pine trees all over the mountain. Use a hatchet to cut a few holes and hang a few small bowls on them. Liang Chuan and He Baozheng can pick up many bowls in half a day of chopping camphor trees.
There is also a medicine in the mountains, atractylodes. In later generations, there are not many Atractylodes in our place. Due to excessive harvesting, most of them need artificial breeding. But this era is different. Even those who collect Chinese medicine know the principle of a tithe tax. They will not deplete the lake, but will keep it. The next point is to help others, there are a lot of herbs on the mountain.
After gathering enough of these things, the two people went down the mountain to pick mugwort. Like kudzu, mugwort is actually a good thing, but people generally don't realize how valuable these herbs are, and they can be picked casually on the roadside. Not a very rare herb.
After gathering enough raw materials, the next step was the process of making mosquito coils. He Baozheng didn't know what Liang Chuan was going to do, but he knew that Liang Chuan came prepared. He kept watching, for fear that Liang Chuan would miss something and learn it later. A half bucket of water.
In spring, the mountains are full of life, and wild sparrows and turtle doves begin to appear everywhere. The branches of the wild peach tree are covered with lychee and lychee fruits, and there are also some wild strawberries. Some bayberries are hanging faintly on the top of the tree. The season has not yet come, and in a few days it will slowly become covered with a layer of flames, soaked in flames. Eat some salt and it will taste sour and sweet in your mouth.
Liang Chuan couldn't walk when he saw the wild peach legs. He liked a few things, one was hard peach and the other was clam. He picked some peaches and soaked them in some salt water to remove the hair. They tasted crispy and sweet in his mouth. Girls like Yang Xiu and Li Erhua love this kind of snacks, so bring some back to them.
He also stopped by to see the beehive he had put in yesterday. The bumblebees were flying in and out, very busy, as if they had already regarded this place as their own home.
