I have a portable farm

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Although he had not been to this mountain for five years, when he was young, he and his friends in the village had to go in and out many times every year, and they knew where there were large beasts.

Therefore, Zhao Xinyu has no unfamiliar feeling with this mountain. After entering the mountain, Zhao Xinyu is a little regretful that he cannot bring the black wind back this time. If there is a black wind, he will still be able to enter many places that he once did not dare to enter. Really dare to try it out.

Unlike Pengcheng, the mountain he was in was still a little cold at the moment, but there were touches of green on the ground, but deep in the mountain it was lush, and all the green he saw were towering ancient trees that had survived for who knows how many years.

After venting his frustration, Zhao Xinyu gathered his thoughts, wiped away his tears and entered the mountain. After walking a distance, Zhao Xinyu couldn't help but shake his head.

He saw that the trail they had walked in the past had almost disappeared, and the road was full of weeds. This was because he was very familiar with the road into the mountain. If it had been anyone else, they would not have been able to find the road into the mountain. The road became like this , apparently no one has entered the mountain for a long time.

It is true that most of the young people in the village have gone out to work, and most of the remaining people in the village are old people and children. There are really not many people who go into the mountains.

When passing through a bush with buds sprouting and the trunk turning purple, Zhao Xinyu's heart moved. This bush is called vinegar willow, which the villagers call sour.

This is a perennial wild shrub that can be seen everywhere in the arid northern areas. Vinegar willow can prevent wind and sand and maintain water and soil. The fruits it produces are the favorites of the children in the village. At that time, every autumn, the children in the village would People will go into the mountains in droves to pick the sour fruits of vinegar. The sour feeling is very nostalgic.

He had never been able to think of a use for the large piece of wasteland that looked like an isolated island in the Luo River, which had begun to store water. But now that he saw sour liquid, he immediately had the idea of ​​planting vinegar around that wasteland. To keep the surrounding soil from collapsing into your Luo River, it can also be used to brew juice after it is sour and mature.

Just do it. Zhao Xinyu took out the shovel from the space and started transplanting. He also knew that vinegar willows were the same as strawberries. He only transplanted a few plants. Because of the role of space, it would not take long for the space to grow. A large number of vinegar willows appear.

Passing through patches of vinegar willows, Zhao Xinyu entered the ancient forest that required at least three people to hug. Stepping on fallen leaves that were at least one or two meters thick, Zhao Xinyu shook his head. If it were summer, there would be everywhere in the jungle here. You can see wild wild mushrooms.

While walking through the jungle, Zhao Xinyu suddenly saw a patch of green in a place without fallen leaves. His eyes lit up. Granny Ding (dandelion) was a wild vegetable that people in the village ate in spring and summer when he was a child. Even though it was a wild vegetable, it was It is rich in nutrients, and because Po Po Ding is also a traditional Chinese medicine, it is still popular among people.

During the few years in Pengcheng, he occasionally saw people selling Po Po Ding on the street, but the price was indeed beyond the reach of most people. Po Po Ding did not have many requirements for the environment and could grow anywhere. This made Zhao Xinyu think The vegetable patch.

What surprised Zhao Xinyu was that when the vinegar willow was transplanted just now, there was no change in the space, but when the mother-in-law tree was transplanted into the space, there was a slight change in the space.

Next, he found another kind of wild vegetable, bitter greens. When he transplanted the bitter greens into the space, the space also changed slightly.

While walking towards that place, I was searching, but I didn't find much, but I also found a lot of wild Chinese medicine. Every time herbs that were not in the space were transplanted into the space, the space would change a little.

When Zhao Xinyu passed by a cliff, his body froze slightly. He heard the chirping sound. He, who had been active in the mountains since he was a child, was moved, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

You must know that the temperature in the south is not low at this time, but it is still early spring in their area, and the chirping sounds represent the chirping of young birds. The chance of young birds appearing at this time is very rare.

With a trace of doubt, Zhao Xinyu turned under the cliff. A few minutes later, he saw two unknown birds covered in blood in the grass on the cliff.

The little birds have light yellow hooked beaks and are covered with a layer of gray-brown down. They lie in the grass and chirp from time to time, but the sound is very weak.

Looking up at the broken wall, he saw a nest seven or eight meters above the ground. It was thought that these two unknown birds fell from the nest.

Shipley shook his head. He knew that if the chicks were full, they would not move at all. But now the two chicks fell to the ground. Apparently they fell from a height of seven to eight meters because of hunger. They were really lucky not to fall to death.

Turning around and looking around, Zhao Xinyu sighed slightly. He knew that even if the big bird came back, the two baby birds would only die. He bent down and picked up the two baby birds. He saw the head of one baby bird. The legs were even more twisted. He reset the legs of the young birds, and then brought them into the space for some space and water. He didn't know if his own space could allow them to survive, but he didn't want to see the two of them. The young bird died like this under the cliff.

After walking a few hundred meters further, Zhao Xinyu saw two dead large birds in a patch of rocks. The big birds were one meter and a half long, with dark brown heads and auburn feathers shaped like willow leaves. The tail ends of the feathers were golden. They are yellow with grayish-brown tail feathers. In more than twenty years of living, he has never seen such a huge bird, let alone their names.

Turning his head to look at the cliff, Zhao Xinyu also knew why the two baby birds fell from the nest. It was probably because they couldn't wait for food, so they fell from the nest.

Because he didn't know the cause of Big Bird's death, he didn't pay much attention to it. He walked around Big Bird's body and continued towards the depths of the mountain.

A valley lined with rocks is surrounded by cliffs. There are caves under the cliffs. The caves vary in size, but they are all naturally formed. Animal feces can even be seen near the entrances of many caves. Seeing the animal excrement, Zhao Xinyu's expression instantly became solemn, and he took out the shovel from the space with a sudden thought, because he saw the excrement of a large animal, and it was not too long.

After glancing around for a few times and seeing no movement, he bent down and entered a cave that was about one meter, two or three meters high. After bending down and walking out for seven or eight meters, the cave suddenly became taller and larger.

He touched the left side of the cave wall and began to move forward. After dozens of meters, he touched a small pit and fumbled out a lighter that had been there for an unknown period of time.

As the lighter sounded, the dark cave became brighter. Zhao Xinyu lit the half-burned candle. He saw that a thick layer of dust had fallen on the ground. Apparently his grandfather had not been here for a long time.

With a slight sigh, Zhao Xinyu glanced at the empty cave a few times, and finally landed on an area where a pile of rocks was piled up.

He walked over and moved the rocks away, and a cave entrance was revealed again. He turned around and went back to get the candle. Tears instantly filled Zhao Xinyu's eyes. He saw that in the cave with an area of ​​only 20 square meters, at least five candles were placed. There are ten jars of wine weighing about ten kilograms. The bottom jar is covered with dust, and there is a dilapidated wooden box on top of the jar.

Opening the wooden box with tears in his eyes, an ancient medical book that had turned yellow and turned black came into view, "Essences of the Golden Chamber". He reached out and took out the thick "Essences of the Golden Chamber", and Zhao Xinyu frowned. There was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

He has learned traditional Chinese medicine from his grandfather since he was a child, and he is also proficient in the Synopsis of the Golden Chamber. The Synopsis of the Golden Chamber is divided into three volumes. The first volume covers typhoid fever, the middle volume contains miscellaneous diseases, and the second volume contains strange prescriptions. Therefore, the Synopsis of the Golden Chamber is regarded by Chinese medicine as the most important book on all prescriptions. Ancestor, now a book called The Essence of the Golden Chamber has appeared, and judging from the color of the book, it has been a long time. It seems that Grandpa has never told him.

Zhao Xinyu couldn't help but smile bitterly after opening the Golden Chamber Essence and taking a few glances at it. He saw some of the recipes on it and he knew them, just like the recipe for making the ointment came from the Golden Chamber Essence.

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