After the divorce, I became a mountain god

Seeing that it was a pangolin, Xu Boan was even more surprised.

No, that pangolin beast was placed over there in the valley, and it was also placed on the tea leaf partition of the glass tea cup.

In this case, the tea stall where the pangolin is located has a bulge in the middle and is surrounded by water. How did the pangolin, a landlubber, escape?

Moreover, what is it doing here?
Maybe it's a treasure hunt.

But there is no gold or diamonds in this place!
Xu Bo'an looked intently in confusion, and saw the little pangolin lying on a large piece of unremarkable yellow-brown tree root, stretching out its four paws to hug it tightly, opening its long and pointed mouth and sucking on it bite after bite. After biting and squeezing out a little bit of juice, he stretched out his tongue and licked it, as if sucking the juice.

Otherwise, with the pangolin's teeth that can bite through diamonds, this tree root-like thing can be chewed up and swallowed by it in two or three bites.

This tree root...huh? root!
Xu Bo'an looked carefully and subconsciously, where are the roots of the tree? This is obviously a big piece of "Huang Jing"!

Polygonatum is a traditional Chinese medicine. Xu Boan has seen it in the medical books handed down by the old Zhang family. It is a traditional Chinese medicine that has the functions of nourishing qi and nourishing yin, strengthening the spleen, moistening the lungs, and nourishing the kidneys.

It can very well treat yin deficiency and cough, lung dryness cough, spleen and stomach qi deficiency, kidney deficiency and essence deficiency, soreness and weakness of waist and knees, blurred vision and other diseases!

And this Huang Jing, Xu Bo'an, who understood the contents of the Zhang family's ancestral medical book, could tell at a glance that it was four to five hundred years old!
Such medicinal materials are very valuable. Compared with the Polygonum multiflorum that Xu Bo'an obtained from the monkeys earlier, I'm afraid he won't be willing to give in too much!
This...could it be that the pangolin's reputation for treasure hunting is genuine?
Were you superficial before?

Are they not just looking for hard things like gold and diamonds?
That's not right. Didn't Chen Shishi say that the name of the pangolin treasure-hunting beast comes from the fact that it particularly likes to collect all kinds of golden, translucent and shiny things.

And there are all kinds of gold, silver, jade and various gems hidden in its cave, so it is called a treasure-hunting beast.

This argument seems to have nothing to do with Chinese medicinal materials!

Why does this guy like Chinese medicinal materials again!

You can also find Chinese medicinal materials! This seems to be a bit of a cross-border treasure hunt.

Before Xu Bo'an could figure it out, he heard a series of exclamations from the little people who were watching Jin Dajian operating the excavator to dig the soil.

"Oh my god, that's...a pangolin!"

"What the Pangolin is holding in its hand is... Oh my god, it's a poor man! It's a poor man!"

"Are you really a poor man? I haven't read a book, so don't lie to me."

"Yes, I have seen this thing in the drug store in the city, but this one seems to be bigger."

"That's great. Legend has it that if you can see the newly dug grass to save the poor, then the person who sees it will have wealth."

"Ah! If there is such a statement, doesn't it mean that we all will become rich people?"

"Of course, poverty-stricken grass is very expensive. If you sell this thing, you will naturally become rich."

"What are you thinking about? This is something dug out by the mountain god's magic weapon. No matter what, it's not our turn to buy or sell it."

Save the poor!
Hearing someone shout out this name, Xu Bo'an instantly knew that his judgment was correct, this thing was Huang Jing.

Polygonatum is also known as the grass that saves the poor.

This name comes from the book "Southern Yunnan Materia Medica" written by Lan Mao, a person from southern Yunnan during the Ming Dynasty.

You can tell from the name that this is a medical book.

Yes, it is indeed the case, and this is not just an ordinary medical book, but also the first local herbal monograph, which is more than 140 years earlier than Li Shizhen's "Compendium of Materia Medica".

But since this name has been passed down in the bonsai world, it naturally has its origin.

In all likelihood, the name "Poverty Rescue Grass" also originated during that time, otherwise it would not be such a coincidence.

I saw another sign that the culture here is related to the Ming Dynasty, which seems to indicate that someone had contact with bonsai during the Ming Dynasty.

Xu Bo'an was thinking about these things here. The mythical beast lying there in the pit that had just been dug out by Jin Dajian with an excavator was still sucking the juice secreted by the root-like poor grass.

Soon, the pangolin heard the noise of people chirping and seemed a little scared. From time to time, it raised its head and looked around. When it saw that no one was coming this way, it continued to enjoy with peace of mind.

After a while, when people's attention came to focus, they all approached the pit. They saw the little pangolin reluctantly sucking on the Polygonatum medicinal material a few times, then turned around and ran away.

It was just that the land that was originally just ordinary in its eyes made a clear "bang" sound when it suddenly approached, and then the pangolin felt a pain in its head, and then realized that it could not drill directly into it at all. It went into the soil, but it was like hitting a transparent wall.

The one who caused the trouble was naturally Xu Bo'an. Seeing the pangolin appearing here, Xu Bo'an naturally couldn't let it run away, so he immediately took a transparent plastic bottle and covered it there. The pangolin didn't pay attention for a moment, so he Hit it directly.

When Xu Bo'an saw the pangolin crashing into it, he quickly tilted the mouth of the bottle, fished it up, and fished out the pangolin together in the bottle.

Xu Boan then went to observe the glass teacup in the valley behind the mountain temple.

As expected, the little pangolin that originally protruded from the tea partition in the glass teacup has disappeared.

Xu Boan looked carefully and found the problem.

Some of the small holes in the tea partition were blocked by larger gold beads.

Because the little golden beads protruded, the mythical beast most likely relied on the protruding little gold beads as a stepping stone, crossed the water from the tea cup, and then climbed out directly.

Well, this little guy is quite clever. He actually used his own advantages and the surrounding environment to figure out a way to escape.

What Xu Boan didn't expect was that this little guy's pure gold output was so high.

The first wave of golden beans had just been released, and Xu Bo'an was asked to buy a new gold jewelry. It didn't take long. It then produced a second batch of pure gold beads.

This was even more strange to Xu Boan than a rooster laying eggs.

Although this unique purification and production method may sound disgusting, when you think about things like cat poop coffee, this is not uncommon.

Furthermore, if the sheep dung eggs produced by your domestic sheep are gold, then you will most likely not feel disgusted. After all, a pure gold sheep dung egg does not seem to be unacceptable.

After all, there is a gap between "if" and "really".

Just like that classic joke.

"If you had 100 million, would you support the company?" the company leader asked his younger brother.

"That's no problem. I'm willing to make progress and retreat together with the company." The employee said confidently.

"What if you have 100 million?" the leader asked again.

The employee hurriedly expressed his loyalty and said: "Boss, you are joking. One hundred million is no problem. Of course, this drizzle is no problem. I can even dedicate it all to the company."

The leader happily continued to ask: "What if you have 10?" The employee's expression changed and he couldn't help but grab his mobile phone and said: "Leader, can you stop making such jokes? I only have . The company If I really get into trouble, I can just leave my job and save some money for the company.”

The leader was dumbfounded and the story ended.

The story further shows that it is easier to say something when you don’t have it, but it is different when you have it.

Xu Bo'an looked at the pangolin in the bottle and asked, somewhat dumbfounded: "Why are you thinking about running out, little guy?"

The pangolin muttered in a matter-of-fact tone: "Why are you running out? I'm hungry and I'm looking for something to eat."

Xu Bo'an asked curiously: "Looking for something to eat, but what you were looking for just now was obviously a drink, right? I didn't see you going to eat either."

In Xu Boan's impression, this little guy is not allowed to eat diamonds, but gold! What's the matter with sucking the sap from tree roots?

Who knew that the Pangolin said with a proud look on its face: "That is not an ordinary drink, it is definitely good stuff. Our eyes can become brighter after eating it."

Xu Bo'an asked doubtfully: "Oh? How do you know this knowledge?"

The pangolin said with some confusion: "I don't know. Anyway, after we drink that stuff, our eyes will be much brighter when crawling in the soil."

Xu Boan instantly understood that it seemed that this animal also had its own unique way of judgment and inheritance.

"Then how do you know this thing is there?" Xu Bo'an asked curiously. Xu Bo'an remembered that the pangolin's perception ability was very limited by distance.

"Smell, my nose is very powerful, especially very sensitive to things that are useful to us." The pangolin murmured proudly.

Xu Bo'an did not have a detailed chat with the little pangolin, but put the little pangolin into the tea cup again, then found an embroidery needle and took out the few small gold beads stuck inside.

Okay, I’ve got a few more golden beans, it feels so good!

"Okay, just stay here and I'll bring you something to eat."

After Xu Boan finished explaining to the pangolin, he turned around and found the gold knob of the diamond watch that had been half eaten by the little pangolin.

Although this thing is not big, it is enough for the small pangolin to eat for a while.

After settling the pangolin, Xu Boyan focused his attention on the few little people beside the pit.

At this time, the Huang Jing in the pit had been completely dug out by the villains.

Huang Jing, who was as big as a person and had long arms, really surprised Xu Boan.

Look at this, the five or six hundred years that I had previously concluded may not last more than a thousand years, maybe even a thousand years.

Millennium Polygonatum, just by hearing the name, Xu Boan could tell how expensive this medicinal material was.

What caught Xu Bo'an's attention even more was that as the thing was taken out of the soil, Xu Bo'an also smelled a dry but fragrant smell.

This smell came out from a section of skin that had been torn open by the pangolin. The refreshing smell instantly made Xu Boan feel much better.

At the same time, through judging the taste, Xu Bo'an was even more convinced that this Polygonatum odoratum was absolutely extraordinary.

Xu Bo'an was happily thinking that with this thousand-year-old Polygonatum japonica, he seemed to be able to make some very good pills.

Suddenly, a quarrel came from there.

"Put it down quickly, that thing is not something you can touch." This was Jin Dajian's angry voice.

Opposite him was a new young man, who had the feeling that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. He counterattacked: "Why? This thing was dug out in the wild, so it is natural that the person who saw it has a share. I think this thing is worth it." Some of it is mine.”

A young man next to the young man also nodded hurriedly and said: "Yes, we think so too, we must have our share. You can't just bully outsiders."

Jin Dajian gasped in anger and said: "You bastard, you dare to think about anything. This place is the territory of Grandpa Mountain God, and every plant and tree here belongs to his old man.

Besides, this poor-saving grass is something dug out from the magic weapon that the mountain god gave us. How can it be yours? "

The young man sneered dissatisfied and said: "Hey, what you said is funny. We have already planned to dig here. Even if we don't have the magic weapon, we can dig it out ourselves. There are so many of us, so there is a high probability that we can. Digged."

Jin Dajian said angrily: "Stop messing around there. If you are asked to dig, you may not be able to dig. If others get rich, you still have nothing to do with it."

The man said shamelessly: "I don't care, I have to take away my share anyway. My family is almost too poor to take the blame. If there is something wrong with my family, will you be responsible for it?"

Jin Dajian gritted his teeth and said: "You bastard, do you really think I can't do anything to you? Grandpa Mountain God agreed to let you live and work here and have food, which is already a great deal of tolerance. How can you be so ungrateful?"

The young man said nonchalantly: "I don't care, this thing must have my share. Grandpa Mountain God hasn't said anything yet, what are you talking about here?"

Xu Boan looked down and immediately saw a young man shouting at Jin Dajian.

Xu Boyan suddenly frowned and felt unhappy.

Some people are really difficult to treat. No matter how kind you are to them, they may not be truly grateful.

Thinking of this, Xu Bo'an was too lazy to let Jin Dajian reason with that person.

Immediately, he reached in and grabbed the little man in an instant. Then with a slight shake, he saw that the little man seemed to be unsteady, and the root-like Huangjing in his hand also fell to the ground.

Xu Bo'an picked up the Huang Jing and took it out of the bonsai in an instant, leaving only the confused and frightened young man standing there for a long time without saying a word.

No matter how stupid he is, he still knows that he seems to be in trouble.

Just as he was about to stand up, he heard a hollow word coming from the sky.

"Jin Dajian, drive these unruly people to the city wall to help Yu Daoquan and the others guard the city wall. If they still perform poorly in their new positions, just drive them out."

Hearing Xu Boan's words, the happiest people were those little bandits guarding the city wall.

During this period, as the number of people in the backing village continued to increase, people entering and exiting the gate gradually became more frequent.

Although the flow of people is not large, there are only a dozen of them, so it is very difficult to work in two shifts. If new people join at this time, the job will be much easier.

Yu Daoquan was just happy when he heard a shout from a distance.

"Open the door, I'm Li Qingshi, I'm back again. Haha..."

Xu Bo'an raised his eyebrows. He hadn't seen Li Qingshi for a while. (End of chapter)