After sleeping for a night, Tian Xiaopang and Dahuang recovered. As for Mr. Zhang, his face was obviously much rosy, his body no longer had pain, and his whole mental state was completely renewed.

However, my body was tortured too much and if I wanted to recover completely, I still needed to take good care of it.

Bao Daming came over and took a look, and kept smacking his lips: "If there is an old ginseng tree to replenish qi and blood, it will definitely jump around if it takes less than a month. It's better to dance yangge than me. Unfortunately, I and the little fat seeds - hehe -"

He also knew that he had lost his mouth. Of course, the fewer people know about ginseng, the better.

When Zhang Dapang heard this, his eyes lit up: "Although wild ginseng is expensive, I can still afford it for one or two trees. I will leave the village now!"

"No need, most of the so-called old ginseng on the market are forest ginseng. Moreover, it will not contain our bear energy, and it will have limited help to the old man."

Tian Xiaopang blocked Zhang Dalu, the ginseng industry was deep. If you step in a rash manner, you will probably be fooled and cannot find it. It is considered good to sell it to the forest ginseng. Maybe you can buy a fake ginseng and come back, which is not even as good as a carrot.

However, two days ago, Tian Xiaopang went to the forest where ginseng planted, which is where Dazhuang and Erzhuang lived, and felt that the place where ginseng planted was full of vitality, especially the bear energy, which actually gathered. He became interested. Perhaps: under the influence of bear energy, it is unknown that the ginseng they planted could break the rules.

It just so happens that there is a need now, so I dig out one and take a look. But I have to explain it to Zhang Dapang in advance: ginseng is the public wealth of the cooperative and you have to pay to get the goods.

Zhang Dalu is not short of money, not to mention that his father's condition has improved greatly. He didn't know how to thank him, so he immediately expressed his willingness to pay five million to buy a ginseng plant.

"Dig it out first, then set the price." Tian Xiaopang was not in a hurry. He blinked his eyes and made a plan again: "Uncle I understand, why not, let's organize tourists to collect ginseng activities, which can be considered a rich tourism project. What do you think?"

Nowadays, Tian Xiaopang is like some bad businesses, and he is trying his best to carry out activities all day long, hoping to get a handful of every group of tourists.

Bao Da understood and thought about it for a while, first nodded, and then shook his head: "This activity can promote traditional folk customs; I am afraid that the ginseng we planted will not be successful, and then dig it out, like a string, which will make people laugh, but how can I deal with it?"

The little fat man felt a little confident, so he made a decision: "We mainly engage in activities and entertain tourists. Ginseng is just an excuse, just take tourists into the mountains and have fun."

I did it as I said, and the morning travel plan turned into ginseng harvesting. Tourists are also used to it. They know that traveling in Heixiazitun is more random, and the travel plan is basically a decoration. If an emergency occurs, it will be changed immediately.

Moreover, when I heard that it was a rare sight to pick wild ginseng, I became more interested. Even the four-person movie was about to record this process.

It just so happened that today was a day off, so the little kids at home followed behind, forming a large army of more than 200 people, and followed them into the mountains together.

Bao Da understood that his ancestors were the head of the ginseng, so he became the commander-in-chief of this event and appointed himself as the head of the ginseng.

On such a grand day, he also sorted out several ginseng collection tools from his family's ancestors: including a set of bone-made ginseng skewers, which are small and exquisite, with needles and shovels, and in all shapes, just to deal with the complex terrain below the forest.

Of course, the most important "Soro Stick" is an wooden stick of more than one person tall. It is used to scatter grass when looking for ginseng, and can also be used to drive away snakes and insects.

This Solo stick must be made of good wood, and must be "light" first, because when collecting ginseng, you can find it for ten days and half a month. If you take a heavy guy, it will be a severe test for your physical strength.

Secondly, the Solo stick should be "sounding". Because in the process of searching for ginseng, there is a link called "called "stop". Good Solo sticks can be heard for more than one mile and can scare away wild animals in the mountains in advance.

Bao Da understood that this Solo stick was made of yellow glass (yellow pineapple tree) wood, and it was polished to a shiny and shiny like jade. Zhang Dafa looked so tempted: this one can be used as an antique!

Other tools, such as quick-to-be-a-knife and quick-to-be-a-axe, have been passed down for several lifetimes, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are antiques.

After gathering at the east end of the village, Bao Daming cleared his throat: "Let's start checking people's nirvana, go into the mountains to collect ginseng. It used to be called to pull the gang, which was very particular. The odd number went into the mountains and even numbered, and the baby was returned with the ginseng doll-"

Everyone understood it, which means that the ginseng collected was considered a person. So they laughed and called for the number, but in the end, it turned out to be even.

If this doesn't work, please leave one. But everyone wants to participate, and no one wants to withdraw. Tourists are God, so you can't drive them back.

Bao Daming blinked his little eyes, then pointed his hand at Xiaobai in the crowd: "It's okay, the little monkey is not a human, it happens to be odd!"

What, why don’t you think you are a human being? Come on, let’s talk! The little monkey grinned and wanted to scratch her bag and understand. In the end, she was pulled by the little girl, which made everyone laugh.

Bao Daming continued: "According to the tradition left by the old age, before entering the mountain, you must worship the old man's head. Who is the old man's head? Listen to me slowly, it was during the Qing Dynasty-"

Stop, stop, wait until you finish speaking, it's dark! Tourists are cheering, and the little monkey's oh-oh sound is particularly loud.

There was no way, Bao Daming had to say a long story short: "I live in Laiyang, my surname is Sun, and I traveled across the ocean to dig ginseng. I ate a cycad in three days. Are you sad or not? This Nirvana, the ginseng was not dug, and after he died, he turned into a gangster bird and specially guided the ginseng dig to dig a gangster. You all know the gangster, right?"

I know, the tourists answered in unison, "Bangmao, the common name of ginseng is the locals, who doesn't know."

Bao Da understood and hehe: "You guys dig ginseng for the first time in the mountain, they all say it's a big hammer-"

I'll go, you always don't bring such a damn person. Everyone doesn't care and they laugh. Even the live broadcast room is full of joy. After all, it's really not common to dig wild ginseng on live broadcasts.

"Now, please ask Dabangchuitian Xiaopang to dance a dance to worship everyone, and bless us to smoothly enter the mountain, and everyone will quarrel!"

The audience applauded a lot, and they all looked forward to entering the mountain early. Who has the heart to watch you dance and dance six? However, the old audience in the live broadcast room were looking forward to it, so they quickly called their friends: Come on, come on, Tian Xiaopang is going to dance to the master again—

Tian Xiaopang doesn’t care whether the tourists are happy or not. He has to harvest a group of people. Now he is crazy about poverty.

With Dahuang and Bai Jingjing accompaniment, Tang Yuanyuan also joined in the fun, holding a pottery in his hand, which was considered a slut.

Tian Xiaopang and his apprentice Fu Tianshan appeared. Today, he also cleaned up something, with bird feathers on his head and a hideous mountain god mask on his face. He danced, opening and closing, with awesomeness.

The audience gradually felt as if they had really entered the deep mountains and forests, and worked hard to cross mountains and mountains, crossed ridges and ridges, looking for the legendary big stick-

The music became more and more intense, and the dance became more and more vigorous. At the climax, the ginseng doll appeared. I saw Xiao Guangguang wearing a small red doll, naked butt, a bun on his head, and a string of red beads, which was considered ginseng fruit.

OK! Xiao Nannan slapped her little slap. Originally, she also wanted to play the role of the ginseng doll, and she happened to be a pair with Brother Guangguang. However, her godfather didn't let her go, would you say it was annoying?

Finally, Tian Xiaopang raised the ginseng doll high above his head and the dance ended. The audience became addicted to it and shouted "One more".

When we came again, it was really dark and we entered the mountain! Bao Da waved his hand imposingly and led the large army to head towards Linzi.

Along the way, I talked about allusions about the bracelet. Bao Da understood the best. He talked about the same thing for three days and three nights. Everyone was excited to hear it. Before they knew it, they arrived at the forest where ginseng was planted.

Someone in the live broadcast room started to make a fool of himself: "Remember, it's here, I'll steal Tian Xiaopang's ginseng tomorrow!"

"Go together!"

If you have the courage, come and keep in mind whether you have come or not—Tian Xiaopang smiled and pointed the camera at the big beehive on the tree, and looked at the big earth thunderbolt wild bee in the incoming and out, and the live broadcast room immediately calmed down.

The tourists were also frightened and stopped moving forward. However, when they saw the little monkey leading a few little babies to run in front, they gradually lost their worries and followed behind without panic.

"Don't be messy, don't be messy, just follow my command!" Bao Daming yelled, and then pulled the tourists into rows, separated from each other by stick, and then searched forward together. This process is called "bark sticks".

When passing by the willow bushes, the tourists also got a simple Solo stick, which was all in their hands, making it look like a gathering of disciples of the Beggars' Gang.

Because there were too many people, there were several queues, and they just joined in the fun anyway. Everyone knocked on the bundles, pulled the weeds, and went forward with laughter. Some people shouted: The disciples of the Beggar Gang are doing here, and the idle people avoid it—

"Bangmao!" Suddenly, the loud voice of the little fat man Tong Linge rang in the forest.

This is also what Daming teaches everyone on the way he comes. After discovering ginseng, he has to yell at the hammer. This is called "Call the Mountain".

"What's the product?" Bao Daming followed suit and hurriedly took over the conversation.

The little fat man listened but not the fourth one. He didn't hear anything behind him, and he forgot everything. In desperation, he called out: "Eat, eat, I'm a foodie!"

"Why would I ask you what kind of rank of leaves?"

"How many leaves are there, so I can't taste them! I understand grandpa, it's better for you to taste them--"

I understand how to go over and see what kind of ginseng is, it is the most common sweet potato strips in the forest. You are "calling to explode the mountains", so you will definitely not find ginseng this time.

If you don’t understand, you will know that you are just a little stick!
Chapter completed!