Hello, 1983

After a spring rain, the temperature has risen again, and the golden season for picking wild vegetables has finally arrived.

In the early morning, after Liu Qingshan entered the mountain, he did not return. Just after having breakfast with Master, he saw a large army of 60 or 70 people slaughtering mightily on the mountain.

In addition to the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, as well as the left-behind staff of several other labor groups, almost all the rest came to Jiapigou.

Liu Qingshan even saw Zhang Ganzi in the crowd.

They all carried a large backpack behind them, a soil basket on their arms, high-top farmland shoes on their feet, and their trouser legs were wrapped with leggings.

Many people also have a leg fork inserted into their leggings. The name is leg fork, but it is actually a small knife used to cut wild wild vegetables.

Liu Qingshan also emphasized the precautions for picking. Only then did the group start to work in groups of about ten people.

They are all led by Lao Paoshan, and they all understand the rules on the mountain, so they don’t need to talk too much.

It is very beneficial to harvest in groups. Everyone in the group has a different focus on picking. Try to pick one kind of wild vegetables for each person, so that when you go back, you can save the trouble of sorting.

On the side of the woodcut, a few women were left to prepare the lunch for these people.

Grain and vegetables are all brought by back, and if you take a bite at noon, you can save the time of going back and forth and improve efficiency.

The dumb grandfather led Liu Qingshan to patrol back and forth between the various forests.

There are quite a few wild animals in the mountains, and safety must be taken seriously.

Although they are all in groups of more than ten people, ordinary wild animals will avoid them when they see so many people.

But it is also a little stunned, just like the big wild boar last time, causing people trouble.

The forest is already lush and green, showing vigorous vitality. Last year's withered grass and trees have not completely rotted, and this year's young shoots and leaves can't wait to get out.

Metabolism, the cycle of time, and the footsteps of nature will never stop.

Some early-blooming flowers have quietly bloomed on the ground, and small creatures such as bees and butterflies seem to emerge from the ground all at once and start chasing among the flowers.

Liu Qingshan also carried a big backpack,

Follow behind the master.

The mute grandpa seems to be strolling around in the courtyard, but Liu Qingshan did his best to keep up with Master's footsteps.

When I came to a hillside, in the distance, more than a dozen people were busy picking wild vegetables, and there were bursts of singing, drifting over with the breeze.

As soon as I heard this voice, it was very loud, a little broken:

"I look forward to the dawn in the middle of the night, and I look forward to the spring breeze in the cold winter and the twelfth month. If you want to hope for the arrival of the Red Army, the mountain will be covered with azaleas..."

Not to mention, the singing is quite appropriate, because on the hillside, from a distance, you can see clusters of blooming mountain rhododendrons.

Rhododendrons are called azaleas in some places, and on Liu Qingshan's side, they are called Dadaxiang.

After sniffing, Liu Qingshan could smell the faint floral fragrance in the air.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but get close to a bunch of Dada incense, one after another, dark pink flowers, blooming in clusters, as if to release the most beautiful and exuberant vitality.

The dumb grandpa gestured towards his apprentice for a while: Dadaxiang's roots, leaves and flowers can be used as medicine.

This Liu Qingshan really doesn't know. He feels that he needs to learn too much.

Perhaps the big treasure of the forest, he spent his whole life, it would be good to be able to get started.

While walking towards the team in the distance, Liu Qingshan picked the wild vegetables he encountered.

These wild vegetables are hidden in the withered and yellow grass, which is really a test of eyesight.

Ya Ya Ya.

There was a call from the dumb grandfather in front of him, Liu Qingshan hurriedly stepped forward, it turned out that the master found a bunch of thorny old shoots.

On the bare poles, the thickness of fingers is covered with fine thorns, and at the top, there are new shoots.

The buds grew out of more than ten centimeters, very thick and chubby, with a slight purple tinge in the green.

This is the old thorn bud, also known as the thorn young bud, known as the "king of wild vegetables".

Isn't it strange that the seemingly contradictory words old and tender are used in the same wild vegetable?

In fact, it is not surprising at all. When you see this old thorn bud, you will understand: the stalk below is bare and lifeless, so it is called the old thorn bud.

Look at the buds at the top, which are thick and strong, and look very fresh, so they are called thorn buds.

The old ones are stems, and the young ones are buds. This is the unique charm of thorn old buds.

Liu Qingshan carefully cut off a few thorn buds, some of which were too tall, with stalks two or three meters high, which could not be reached, so they had to give up.

In the manual he developed, it was rigorously broken.

The dumb grandfather was also carrying a soil basket, which had already been spread with a layer of thorn sprouts, which was obviously picking faster than his apprentice.

Liu Qingshan noticed that Master picked thorn shoots casually, and he didn't seem to care much about those thorns.

In addition to the thorny shoots in the high places, the types of wild vegetables on the ground are even more abundant: cattle hair, monkey legs, cat claws, these wild vegetables are all on the purchase catalog.

Either pinched or cut with a leg fork, one by one, the harvest is full.

Gradually, they caught up with the team in front. Da Zhangluo, Zhang Ganzi, and others were all in this mountain-picking team. You could hear them gossiping while they were working.

Zhang Pangzi is the most interesting, picking wild vegetables in his hand, and saying in his mouth: "One point and two points, three points and five points, one dime and two corners..."

"What are you mumbling about?" It was Da Zhangluo who asked.

"Hey, I'm picking cucumbers for incense. This stuff is quite expensive. It's worth a penny if you pick one."

Zhang Ganzi said with a smile, no wonder he was so motivated that he thought picking wild vegetables was like picking up money.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, this is really the truth, but isn't it equivalent to picking up money from the ground?

"You're a money fan, and you still have a dime or two. I'll kick your feet first."

Da Zhang Luo laughed and cursed.

Zhang Zhuzi suddenly felt a strong force attack, and then he fell out like a torn pocket, and rolled on the ground several times.

Struggling to get up, I only felt that my shoulders were hot, and I couldn't help but yelled angrily: "Da Zhangluo, you fucking kicked!"

"It's not me, run away, run towards us!"

Da Zhangluo's voice was trembling, and he kept calling Zhang Ganzi to run.

Zhang Zhan swayed his dizzy head, shadowy, and found that there seemed to be a black shadow jumping over his side, and immediately became angry: "You must have kicked it just now, where are you going!"

Da Zhangluo's voice came again: "Pole, Huhuhu!"

"You are a tiger, your whole family is a tiger."

Zhang Ganzi is really angry. The word tiger has a local meaning, that is, it is relatively insensitive.

"Pole you are a tiger thing, it was a tiger who rushed at you just now, so hurry up and run!"

Da Zhangluo stomped his feet in a hurry, not only him, but also Liu Qingshan who rushed over to see the scene just now, and he was so shocked that his liver was throbbing.

It was a real Siberian tiger with a body length of nearly two meters and a black and yellow pattern that looked extremely ferocious.

It just fluttered lightly, and it threw Zhang Pole to the ground, and then the guy jumped and jumped over Zhang Pole, jumped forward a distance of more than ten meters, and looked back.

Fortunately, this guy didn't take a bite just now, otherwise, if he took a bite, it is estimated that Zhang Ganzi would be dead now.

If a wild Siberian tiger is a ferocious beast, if it really treats you as its prey, it will definitely conquer the enemy with one move, and bite the throat of the prey until death.

"Tiger, oh my god!"

Zhang Ganzi finally saw the huge beast more than a dozen meters away, his legs went weak with fright, he let out a scream, and fell directly to the ground, motionless.

Just now, the guy who rolled up his arms and sleeves was going to fight with others, but when he heard it was a tiger, he fainted.

The Siberian tiger was very active, and when he saw Zhang's pole fell, he jumped up again.

The dozens of people around were also so frightened that their hearts throbbed, and they lost their minds for a while.

If we rush up together, I'm really worried about angering this Siberian tiger. If I really give Zhang Ganzi a bite, it will really kill me.

But if you don't rush, you can't just watch the Siberian tiger hurt people, right?

"Master!"

Liu Qingshan didn't know what to do either. It was the first time he saw a wild Siberian tiger, and the lazy Siberian tiger that he saw in the zoo in later generations seemed to be two species at all.

A few tens of meters away, you can feel the invisible coercion emanating from the Siberian tiger.

This is the real king of the forest!

At such a critical moment, I can only hope that Master will show his strength, and it is best to scare away the Siberian tiger. It will be beneficial to both parties.

Moreover, he had communicated with Master that there were no Siberian tigers on the Douban Mountain, but there were Siberian tigers on the back of the tiger.

How did the King of the Mountain slip here?

Hearing Liu Qingshan's call, the dumb grandfather didn't take any action, he just raised his palm and told the apprentice beside him not to act rashly.

Just under the terrified eyes of more than a dozen people, the Siberian tiger jumped to the side of Zhang Pole, stretched out its sturdy tiger claws, and quickly slapped Zhang Pole's back a few times.

This action is not unfamiliar to everyone. They basically have cats at home. When the raccoon cats at home are playing with their children, they basically like to use this action.

The little claws of the little cat are scratching like this, and you will only find it cute when you see it.

But this action, put on the Siberian tiger, you will only feel terrible.

After a few scratches, the huge body of the Siberian tiger jumped over Zhang pole again, and jumped back and forth several times.

Liu Qingshan also looked at it like falling into the clouds and fog: what's the matter with this tiger, playing plaid?

It gave him the impression that the tiger was a little stunned, as if he did not regard Zhang Pole as a prey, but as a toy.

"Dumb dumb dumb!"

The mute grandpa suddenly let out a long whistle, and the Siberian tiger was obviously stunned for a moment, then its big furry head rattled a few times, then slipped into the woods, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.