Those years of farming in the mountains

Chapter 162

Digging bamboo shoots is not difficult, and it didn't take much time to pick a basket full of bamboo shoots.

Ka-cha!

Accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of cracking silk, the round bamboo fell slowly, tilted half and was caught by the branches, lying motionless in the bamboo forest.

Boom boom boom!
Chen Yu bent down and continued to chop, the hatchet in his hand kept moving, and he picked out the kind with big arms and thick waist, and swung it vigorously.

Soon, the six long bamboos were cut down. He looked up at the bamboo body entangled with the branches and leaves on the top, threw down the knife and wrapped his arms around the bamboos, and grabbed the end of the gap and dragged them to the bamboo forest. Stacked together in the open space outside.

The branches and leaves were removed, and the bamboo joints were scraped.

After chopping off the head and removing the tail, he returned down the mountain with a bamboo basket on his back.

Cutting into bamboo slices has to wait until after going down the mountain, and there are several processes for bamboo slices. Just throwing and drying bamboo slices is not enough, and it will become very brittle, which is not conducive to seal carving.

Now Qi can't be used, and there is enough time to toss these things without burning them.

……

Day by day passed, the days were very leisurely, and it was mid-August in a blink of an eye.

Under the nameless mountain forest, beside the gurgling stream.

The light rain was misty, and the floats on the stream moved slightly with the wind.

With a crash, a small fish two fingers wide was pulled out of the water, and after leaving three or five ripples, it was put into the young man's palm.

He squeezed his cheeks, flicked and flicked, and the fishhook with half of the earthworm on it fell off and dangled beside his hand.

Chen Yu turned the fish over, and touched the sides of the belly of the fish along the back, which was a little thin.

Thinking of the one in the view who eats and drinks all day and likes to sunbathe, the small fish in front of him looks much thinner, far less plump than the black fish.

The other party is now kept in a big vat, within an inch, it is more comfortable than in a pool.

Pfft!
I didn't think much about throwing it back into the stream.

Although the old saying often says that chicken-inch crucian carp is delicious on earth, Chen Yu doesn't care much about it.Compared with these little guys who can't get enough teeth, he still prefers big things.

Anyway, I can taste two more.

"Remember to come again."

Having said that, after all, the kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by the spring, and he hopes to wait until the little fish grows up to patronize his hook.

The sky was foggy, and the rain was hanging on the brows, and it gradually began to thicken. After a few more glances, I got up and finished the shot.

The harvest is enough.

When the fish basket was lifted, two palm-sized fish tails appeared in a splash of water.

After settling down and looking at it, I realized that it was a blue-backed fish with half a catty at the bottom and heading for about one catty.

The name is Yang Dongqing, it is the most plump and attractive in the cold winter months, and it has supported many mountain people in the cold days.The area outside Linshan is almost extinct, but it can still be seen in the depths of the streams in the forest.

Yangdongqing is also called Daqing, and it is very big.In my memory, the big one can grow up to fifteen or six catties, and has a slender body, which looks heavier than ordinary bighead carp and silver carp grass sticks.

The size of the basket is nothing compared to it, but this place is located in the mountains, a clear and shallow stream is not comparable to rivers and lakes, so don't expect to grow much fat.

Being able to catch two tails in the basket today is already a satisfaction for Chen Yu, a half-time fisherman who has just opened his business.

Looking at the two big fish with a smile, Chen Yu couldn't help but think to himself, it really was that black guy who ruined his fish look before.

This is not easy to catch it!
In the past few days, he has gained a lot several times, which restored his confidence in his fishing skills.

Put away the fish baskets, and walk down a hundred steps along the stream, there are three or five shrimp baskets arranged in the water in a shoal full of stones.

Perhaps it was because Daqing exhausted his good luck today, the shrimp baskets were all empty, only one of the shrimp baskets poured out a young loach.He jumped twice in his palm, and then jumped back into the water seeping through the crevices of the stone.

Allowing the other party to flee, he swiped the shrimp basket in the stream twice, and then picked up all kinds of objects.

The rain is a bit heavy, and the roads in the mountains are slippery. If the mountains and rivers rise, it will not be good.It is not advisable to wait long.

……

In mid-August, there is more rain.

After returning from wild fishing, it has been raining for four days and three days in a row. Although it is not heavy, let alone urgent, the head is always gloomy and not so refreshing.

Another day of rain fell, mist drifted in the mountains and forests, thickened the green clothes with a thick layer, as if wrapped in silk ribbons and gauze, with a fairy air.

On Qingtai Mountain, except for Chen Daguan who lived here, there was almost no one there for several months.

Today, however, the cloud had just dissipated, and within two hours of the cloud and rain, stumbling shouts came in from the hill outside the courtyard, and reached the ears of Chen Yu who was holding a bamboo piece and thinking about how to carve a better seal.

It sounds familiar.

He followed the prestige and saw a figure tiptoeing in front of the courtyard gate, not daring to enter.

The thick-browed middle-aged man stood at the door, and after yelling, he looked in from time to time.But he never saw the familiar figure, only vaguely saw two trees, one tall and one short.

His eyes stayed on the pear tree for a while, and the middle-aged man took a few glances. The color of the fruit is very positive.

"This layman is..."

Not long after, Chen Yu came in front of him, and felt that the other party seemed familiar.

Then a woman came out from behind the man, dressed in coarse cloth, her hair was tied up with a string on her head, and the scattered strands hung on her forehead, stained with beads of sweat.

The eyebrows and eyes are simple, and the complexion is ruddy and healthy.

"Daoist, you can figure it out." The middle-aged man saw the person and hurried forward. The moment he opened his mouth, Chen Yu remembered the person's origin

Facing the oncoming respect and excitement, he waved his hands and smiled without saying a word. Looking at the woman beside him, he already knew her identity in his heart.

"Is your abdomen still hurting recently?"

"It's gone, it's over, it's over. I don't want to think about the big boy who invited Daojun down to earth, so I have to pay back something."

The elder sister who had been tossing and turning in the middle-aged man Liu Da's mouth was so big that she couldn't sleep, now she was standing peacefully beside him, the words from her mouth were shaking like beans pouring out, and she couldn't stop it.

"I have to thank the Taoist priest. If the Taoist priest hadn't invited the decree of the gods and sages, this disease would not be so easy to go!"

"Hahaha, no matter what, the eradication of this disease has nothing to do with poor Taoism. If you want to thank you, I would like to thank that genius doctor You Keyou."

Chen Yu really didn't think that the other party's recovery was due to his own efforts. He did go down the mountain at that time, but let's not say that he didn't have time to make a move. Even if he did, it was doubtful whether the disease could be cured.

Now that I have read more books, I have more aftertaste, and I have a much deeper understanding of the medical books brought back from the temple.I also know more and more that the ideas I had at the beginning were somewhat ridiculous.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, how could he be able to make up his mind just by reading two books like swallowing dates in prison.

And looking at it now, it is still unknown whether the mutated peach blossom will be useful.It is possible to heal internal injuries, but visceral diseases are not as simple as injuries.

Unless he can miraculously remove the diseased part in the opponent's stomach, and then recover with peach blossoms—if the wound is not too big.

On the other side, seeing that the Taoist leader was silent, the woman pulled Liu Da's arm, and the honest man seemed to have reacted, and hurriedly turned around and brought a blue bundle to his eyes.

The woman said again: "Don't dare to despise the Taoist Lord. It is true that the divine doctor prescribes medicine to cure the disease, but who can say that there is no Taoist Lord's ability to descend to the mortal world?"

"..."

Chen Yu rubbed his forehead, and for a while he couldn't keep up with the other party's logic.

　Sorry, before looking back, I found a lot of typos, but unfortunately I couldn't change them.

　　In addition, the miracle doctor is called You Ke, and the village elder of Liu Da Village is surnamed Qian. Chapter 111 I Made a Mistake... Sigh
　　
　
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