Chapter 101 Old Medicine

A very strange plant appeared in front of the fat man, more than one foot high, with a thick cylinder at the bottom, covered with scale-like leaves and spike-like inflorescences on it, but it was about to bloom and a purple-red color appeared slightly.

"It's similar to what the boss said." The fat man's eyes shone and he squatted in front of the old grass. Finally, he found that its roots were parasitic on the floating roots of the water winter melon.

The fat man didn't know how to collect it, so he stood up and shouted at the top of his voice: "Uncle Sanpao, uncle, I'll find the slaughter!"

Soon, the sound of running was heard, and the owner of the car came over panting: "Where is it, where is it?"

His eyes soon fell on the old grass: "Haha, it's true, fat man, I'm convinced you, how did your eyes grow!"

The fat man said modestly: "It's a big fortune, uncle, how can I pick it down?"

"This is simple, use a knife to the root and everything is done - Sanpao, come over quickly and use your leg to me." Boss Car shouted at Wang Sanpao who was running.

"I really found the old grass!" Wang Sanpao ran closer and pulled out the leg from his leg gaiter: "Fatty, give me this old grass, I will take you with me in my hunting future."

When the boss of the car saw him coming to pry his feet, he quickly opened his arms and stopped Wang Sanpao: "If you don't bring this, I've already agreed with the fat man. Fat man, don't you want to see Feicha? I'll take you to fish when you go back."

The fat man smiled and watched the tiger fight. He let the two of them make a wish. The higher the price, the happier he was. Anyway, these two people didn't need money to buy them. The promises were all things that the fat man was more interested in, and the more he would be.

After arguing for a long time, the two of them refused to give in to each other, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Okay, let's drink this one, soak in wine, can we both use it?" After the man became an adult, no matter how old healed, he paid the most attention to that matter. The wild elixir is very effective, and is said to be second only to the tiger whip, which is much stronger than the deer whip, so it is no wonder that the two of them compete.

"And there is me." The fat man joined in the fun.

"You have to stand aside first and wait until you get married." The two and a half old men said to the fat man together, with a look of sarcasm on his face. The fat man suddenly remembered the first time drinking Wang Sanpao's medicinal wine. He was indeed quite afflicted, so he had to shake his head angrily.

The car owner snatched the leg and wanted to cut off the old grass. Suddenly, he was a little troubled: "We have to wander around the mountains for a few days. If we don't have any homes, how can we make it?"

The fat man looked at this old grass, which was more than one foot long and had a diameter of three or four centimeters. If you want to soak it, you would use a wine jar. The fat man had two jars of wine in his wooden box, but such a large jar would be exposed when he took it out.

"Why don't you pick it when you come back?" the fat man suggested.

"No." The two old men opposed each other in unison. They were worried about putting this treasure here. If the person who picked the wild medicine was asked to get it, the two of them would regret it.

The fat man also scratched his head. Although he could easily put this old grass into a wooden box, he could not do it in person. Suddenly, the fat man heard a subtle sound from afar, which was the rustling sound made by walking through the grass.

"There is movement." The fat man whispered.

"It's probably wild animals, maybe wild boars, etc. We have a lot of people, and ordinary wild animals dare not take the initiative to provoke them. It's probably passing by." Wang Sanpao took the hunting rifle in his hand, but he didn't nervously pick up the gun. An old hunter could instantly fire his bullet and hit the target.

The fat man also took off the hunting rifle behind him. The gun was thrown down by the three young men who shot the wild boar, which was considered a spoil. Although his gunshot technique was a bit stinking, basically he was pointed at, but it also had a deterrent effect. The smart wild animal already knew the power of the hunting rifle.

The rustling sound became louder and louder, and then a shout came: "Friends in the mountains face to face."

It turned out to be a human being. The fat man and the others had not seen anyone after leaving for a day. Unexpectedly, they would usually shout from afar in order to prevent the other party from shooting by mistake.

"Put down the sword and gun to meet each other." Wang Sanpao also shouted at the top of his throat. To the fat man, it sounded a bit like a secret code.

"It's also the old one who runs the mountain." Wang Sanpao smiled and carried the hunting rifle behind him again. The fat man probably shouted the old sayings of meeting and saying hello, so he followed suit and carved the hunting rifle.

"Old Yaozi, it turns out it's you. We two brothers haven't met for several years." The boss of the car always came to meet him. He was a middle-aged man in his early forties. He was a large flower-backed basket behind his back, which was a big piece of his head, and he was carrying a bag in his hand. He was smaller than the boss of the car and Wang Sanpao. He was also a typical Northeastern man. He was tall and strong, with generous and honest appearance. What was more special was that the man's face was particularly rosy and delicate, and his skin was comparable to that of the fat man.

But this nickname almost made Fatty think of the game that children like: "Old Harrier catches the chicken".

"Brother, Brother Sanpao, it's really you two. I vaguely heard someone calling your name, so I touched it." The visitor threw down the bag in his hand, and then grabbed the boss of the car. Wang Sanpao's big hand shook hard, making it look very hot.

"Fatty, come here to see you. This is the old guest on our Daqing Mountain, the famous old medicine, the name is--." Boss Che introduced to the fat man, but he couldn't remember his name.

The fat man guessed that Lao Yaozi was the nickname of this person. He was younger than others and it was hard to call him, so he had to go forward and shake hands: "Hello, my name is Huang Liang, just call me Fat."

"It's so fat. Brother, you must be blessed. My name is Yue Feng, who is a wild medicine collector." The man generously patted the fat man's broad shoulders, with great strength on his hands.

"By the way, I'm called Yue Feng. I've been calling you for more than ten years. I've forgotten your name." The owner of the car laughed a few times, but there was no embarrassment at all.

The fat man also knows some customs here. Generally, those who can be called nicknames are famous people, and they are proud of nicknames. For example, Wang Sanpao and Che Boss are all in this category. Moreover, the surname "Yue" is pronounced as "Yue" among the common people. Yue Feng is also a herb collector, so he is called Lao Yaozi, not the "old kite" that Fat man understood at the beginning.

Yue Feng put down the basket behind him, and then the fat man saw that there were many leaves and grass roots inside, which should be all medicinal materials, but the fat man didn't recognize the goods and couldn't tell them.

However, the bag suddenly moved, and a curved, thin and long thing bulged inside, which was obviously a living thing.

"What snake are you catching? It's not too small. We finally met and have a good drink tonight. Let's have a drink." The owner of the car was not polite at all.

It was indeed a snake. The fat man had been allergic to snakes since he was a child. He quickly moved aside, afraid that the guy in the bag would come out.

"Haha, this is not something you can eat, it's the scale star." Lao Yaozi smiled heartily.

"It's black eyebrows, it's a pity to eat it. Why don't you give it to me, the rat at home in the town." The owner of the car failed and immediately came up with a new way.

I was raising snakes to catch rats. For the first time, I heard that what to do if I was sleeping in bed at night? The fat man felt a little dizzy when he heard it.

"You guy, you always receive a gift, and you really convinced you - do you have a bag?"

The owner of the car took out a bag in his bag: "Don't dress up first, and spread it out when you get home."

Yue Feng opened his big bag and a triangular snake head poked out. The thicker it became, like a child's arm, with yellow spots in the first half, which is probably why it is called the scale pan star.

The fat man glanced at it again. There was a very conspicuous black stripe behind the snake's eyes. No wonder the owner of the car called it Black Eyebrow.

Yue Feng stretched out his hand and picked up the black eyebrows casually, as if he was holding a fish.

Good guy, when the snake was stretched out from the bag, the fat man finally saw that this guy was more than one meter long, twisting his body and looking scary.

"Is this snake not poisonous?" The fat man couldn't help asking, "It wouldn't be a good thing if he was bitten by a poisonous snake."

"If the scale pan star is poisonous, who dares to keep it?" The owner of the car dispelled the fat man's concerns, then opened the bag and asked Yue Feng to put the black eyebrows in the noodles bag: "Little guy, stay well, go home and catch the mice and eat them yourself, so you can keep your fill."

The fat man always felt a little bumpy: "Is this snake growing freely at home?"

"Brother Huang was a city-born man. The Scalp Panxing is the most gentle. We call it a snake locally. These guys have a strong appetite, a good appetite, and a large appetite. They can eat three or four rats in a meal. They can't help but catch rats on the ground, even the rats in the roof cannot escape. When this guy is full, he will be in a pile of firewood or a corner of the wall, and he will not cause trouble at all. If anyone comes to Scalp Panxing, it will be like a distinguished guest."

Yue Feng also taught the fat man a lesson. Since he entered the mountain, the fat man has basically become a primary school student.

"So that's the case." The fat man understood a little, but thinking about the need for snake skins and medicinal wine for snakes, it is estimated that in a few decades, the scene of this kind of human and snake family living in harmony will only be left in memory.

"I just heard someone shouting to find the Bu Lao Cao, where is it?" Yue Feng asked the owner of the car. Because the fat man's huge body was standing in front of him, he blocked his vision.

The fat man turned to the side and Yue Feng saw the old grass growing on the roots of the tree: "It's really there, I'm here to pick the old grass this time."

Boss Che and Wang Sanpao looked at each other and stood in front of Yue Feng together: "We two have already agreed to make wine, so you don't have the share."

Yue Feng stomped his feet: "Oh, you can only strengthen your body after eating. I am using it to treat diseases. Which one is bigger and which one is smaller?"

"Hehe, we don't care about this." Wang Sanpao finally found a grass that was not old, so how could he speak up easily?

The boss of Che rolled his eyes: "You can do it if you want it, you have to exchange it for something good. I heard that you have half a tiger whip in your house. Can you give us one?"

The fat man was a little confused: "What disease can the old grass cure?"

"There is a daughter-in-law in our village who has not given birth to a child for three years. Her parents-in-law begged me to the head. This disease must be a slaughter." Yue Feng explained to the fat man, then pointed at Wang Sanpao and the boss of Che with his hand: "You two old guys, are you extortions? I admit it!"

The three of them are all in the mountains and have extraordinary friendships. They were just half true and half fake just now.

The fat man coughed: "It seems that I found this old grass." As soon as he heard that Yue Feng was a herb collector, the fat man decided to have a good deal with him.

"Brother Huang, are you--" Yue Feng was anxious, his eyes wide open, staring at the fat man with a blushing face and thick neck, and he was a little anxious. It seemed that he really needed this old grass.

"Haha, brother, don't worry, I discovered this grass, but I decided to give it to you now." The fat man smiled and looked honest.

Yue Feng slammed his high fives: "My good brother, you are so particular. Don't worry, if you can use your brother in the future, even if you make a sound, I will help you even if you hunch it down."
Chapter completed!