Hello, 1983

Through the light coming from the room, Liu Qingshan recognized it was the tiger who had once threw down Zhang Pole, and he looked very young.

As for how to look young, of course, it is the feeling.

This idiot seems to have been waiting for a long time by the side, just waiting for him to finish peeling and eating ready-made.

Liu Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: This also proves that this Siberian tiger is not too hostile to him, otherwise, with his current keen senses, he would definitely be able to feel it.

It is estimated that this product is purely greedy.

At this moment, a rabbit has eaten most of it, and its mouth is crunching. In the blink of an eye, two or three kilograms of rabbits disappear into its big mouth.

Stretching out his tongue and licking his lips, he looked as if he was still not satisfied.

Liu Qingshan was shocked to find that the surface of this guy's tongue was full of sharp and tiny barbs.

He also heard Master say this, when a tiger eats meat, it can lick the big bones clean, leaving no meat left.

For the appetite of the Siberian tiger, a hare is not enough for the bottom, so this guy raised his big hairy head and glanced at Liu Qingshan.

Those eyes, it really feels like you will get pregnant and have nightmares just by looking at you.

Liu Qingshan can only spread his hands, indicating that I am gone.

Then he glanced at the wooden house. I don't know when, the dumb grandfather was already standing at the door, looking at the Siberian tiger with vigilance.

"Er Lengzi, you have eaten something, shouldn't you leave?"

Liu Qingshan muttered softly, the master said that the Siberian tigers are very vengeful, so it is best not to have vengeance with them, otherwise, they will really remember you for a lifetime.

He didn't want to be missed by such a fierce tiger, there were bloody examples.

Liu Qingshan later read an article: It was about a hunter from Lao Maozi, who seemed to be named Markov, who once wounded a Siberian tiger in winter and stole its prey.

Later, the Siberian tiger found his house, destroyed it, and then waited until Markov came back and killed him.

This fact proves a truth: don't mess with tigers.

The Siberian tiger in front of him obviously couldn't understand what Liu Qingshan was saying, and its next action, even Liu Qingshan, was a bit dumbfounded.

This guy actually groaned a bit, lying on the ground with all fours upright, two front paws, and scratching, like a kitten playing with his companions.

As for what it wants to express, it won't be: Come on, play with me for a while?

But the big tiger's claws, which were as thick as the mouth of the bowl, were probably broken if they were pulled, Liu Qingshan didn't have the courage to play with it.

It seems like what the mute grandpa said, this is a small brain axe who has just left the tigress and lives independently. This action should be his favorite way to play when he is playing with the tigress.

Alternatively, it may also have a brother or sister who often play with each other.

Don't look at this idiot, he behaves like a big cat, but Liu Qingshan didn't dare to let his guard down: after all, this is a beast that can hurt people.

In the information-developed future, he once read an article about tigers.

That was after the film "Youth Pi" was released, and it was related to the Tianzhu tiger. It was said that there was a Champawa tiger, which killed more than 400 people in total, and entered the Guinness Book of World Records for this.

This number is really terrifying.

A muffled sound came.

It was the dumb grandfather who stretched out his broad palm and slapped it with the tiger's claws.

Even with the power of the dumb grandfather, his body was shaken, showing how powerful this Siberian tiger was.

Anyway, if Liu Qingshan went up, he would definitely be shot away.

This idiot is obviously a little addicted to playing. His two front paws are dancing vigorously. From time to time, he strikes the palm of the dumb grandfather, making a muffled sound.

Liu Qingshan understands a little, why Master can become the king of this forest.

He also thought about it, but the slap he stretched out shrank back angrily: Strength is not allowed!

After playing with the dumb grandfather for a while, the idiot got up from the ground, shook the tiger fur on his body, and disappeared into the woods in a dash. He was really an energetic guy.

After it was gone, Liu Qingshan let out a long breath: "Master, this guy has eaten our dinner."

There is no way, the two can only eat porridge to feed their stomachs. When Liu Qingshan was sleeping, he still felt that his stomach was empty and thought angrily:

You nasty little brain axe, one day, I will also take food from your tiger's mouth, thinking about it, and fell asleep in a daze...

The next day, the two men continued to move forward. This place is already a real virgin forest, absolutely inaccessible.

Walking through it, there are thick layers of fallen leaves under your feet, which are very soft to step on, and it becomes more and more difficult to travel.

Gradually walking into a valley, where the terrain is low-lying and shrouded in morning mist, Liu Qingshan has an illusion, as if he has entered a fairyland.

Even inside my head, I feel dizzy, a kind of feeling of flying through the clouds.

Suddenly, a burst of bitterness came from his mouth, causing him to wake up instantly, only to see the master holding a pitch-black pill in his hand and putting it in his mouth.

And in his mouth, a grain was obviously stuffed into it just now, and there was a bit of pungency in the bitterness.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but be afraid for a while. In the state he was in just now, if he couldn't wake up in time, he would never wake up.

Walking in the virgin forest, danger is really everywhere.

"Yeah!"

Entering the valley, the mute grandpa pointed to a forest in front of him and shouted excitedly.

When he came to the front, Liu Qingshan was also shocked: the ground was scattered all over the place, full of fallen antlers.

This should be the place where the sika deer lose their antlers. Some of the old antlers have gradually decayed. I don't know how many years have passed.

This kind of dried scorpion is also very useful to take back. It can be boiled with deer antler gum. It is still very nourishing.

Now that you have caught up, don't be polite, Liu Qingshan specially selected the newly shed antlers above, and picked up a lot of them.

It was only after he tied up the dry shovels with the rope in the back basket that he realized that they were too heavy and could not be carried at all.

It seems that there are only a few more opportunities to come back in the future.

In the end, Liu Qingshan carried ten pairs of antlers on his back. This is already the limit. After all, he still has to travel through the woods.

The dumb grandpa has no back. In the woods, don't be greedy, someone must always maintain the fighting power.

After walking in the valley for a while, the dumb grandfather stopped and stretched out his hand to point forward.

Liu Qingshan removed the antlers from his shoulders. He stood there and looked at the woods in front of him with joy. Among the weeds, clusters of red and bright colors were revealed, which were particularly eye-catching.

In this season, it is the time when ginseng seeds are set. After the ginseng seeds are mature, the color is bright red, which is the easiest to find.

In the past, the people who collected ginseng from the mountains called this "catch the red hammer market", and it was the easiest way to collect ginseng.

Looking around, Liu Qingshan saw at least a dozen clusters of "red hammers".

According to the custom of the elders, this kind of ginseng grown in pieces, if it is headed by five-grade leaves, is called "piece"; if it is headed by six-grade leaves, it is called "dui".

This one in front of you can be described as a heap.

This is the natural breeding of ginseng fruits after they land on the ground. Without a hundred years of time, there is no way to form a "heap".

In the past, the mountain pickers were very particular about the rules. When they encountered mature ginseng seeds, they would bury them in the nearby fields to help them reproduce.

When picking ginseng, it will also "raise the big and let go of the small" and keep it for future generations.

But as wild ginseng becomes more and more scarce and the price is getting higher and higher, how many people can abide by the rules?

Liu Qingshan walked forward cautiously, for fear of picking ginseng seedlings under his feet, he stopped in front of a red hammer.

A few ginseng seeds have just turned red, most of them are still green, and the shape is kidney-shaped, similar to the appearance of mung beans.

The dumb grandfather also came over and gestured with Liu Qingshan in his hand: This ginseng seed is also a condensed essence, which is very nourishing.

The former mountain pickers usually brought back a few grains and kept them at home for backup.

If any woman gives birth to a baby, when she is exhausted, using ginseng seeds can stimulate the final potential of the body and give birth smoothly.

Liu Qingshan really wanted to pick a few grains back, if they encountered the situation of the eldest sister giving birth in the future, it would come in handy, but unfortunately it is not mature yet.

The two men continued to walk forward. In the middle, Liu Qingshan finally saw the sixth-grade leaves of the grandfather's generation. It should be the ancestor of this pile of wild ginseng.

Looking at the leaves, it really is of the sixth grade, and the branches are also exceptionally strong. The cluster of ginseng seeds on the top is also dense, there are dozens of seeds, and the descendants are really separated.

If it was the former Liu Qingshan, I would have been unable to hold back long ago, shouted "stick", and then carried out this 100-year-old mountain ginseng.

But now his mood is less greedy and more joyful: let your old man grow up here, take good care of his life, and reproduce more descendants.

Seeing the disciple's eyes, the mute master also nodded in relief, and then gently stuck out the rope stick in his hand and tugged it a few times in the grass.

There was a rustling sound in the grass, and Liu Qingshan's eyes widened again, only to see a large snake more than two meters long, with a triangular head, spitting its core, and hissing and swimming towards the distance.

There are also poisonous snakes on the mountain here, but they are generally relatively small and not very poisonous, such as soil balls, pheasant necks, etc., and a bite will not be fatal.

There is even a two-meter-long big brocade snake that hides in a private house in winter to hibernate. When it is not hibernating, it helps the family catch mice and live in harmony with humans.

But this big snake is a species that has never been seen before, and the triangular head is obviously not easy to mess with.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but feel a little scared: if he had been greedy just now and rashly went to pick ginseng, he might have been bitten hard.

Today, he and Master have learned the most important rule of walking in the mountains: don't be greedy.

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