Chapter 281: The Secret of Honey

Early the next morning, the fat man got up and circled around the chicken farm. This was already his habit. Look at the lively chickens, the elegant sika deer and the proud red deer, and I was in a happy day.

Howling as usual, he came to the fat man in a elusive way and rubbed his trouser legs with his head as a greeting, neither lukewarm nor hot.

Even so, the fat man is already very content: he is a real wild wolf, and he still wants to sway his tail with you every day?

In front of the doghouse, the black girl lay lazily there, her belly was already a little bulging, and her little life was being nurtured. But the fat man was not sure how many of them could be.

Seeing howling, Hei Niu got up, shook her tail to please her, and howling ran away without a trace. Hei Niu put her hot face on her cold butt, and she was a little unconscious, so she fell back into the doghouse.

"The ruthless and unrighteous thing has no sense of responsibility at all." The fat man muttered, and then saw a group of wild boys walking from the village surrounded by two old men.

"Uncle Fatty, are you still catching earthworms today?" Erfeizi shouted from a distance.

The fat man grabbed his head and should have built a few more pools, but when Mr. Lin came, he would definitely accompany him to the mountain. So he ordered: "You transport all the bricks from the wild vegetable factory first, and when I have time to do it."

While talking, Mr. Lin had already come to the fat man: "The air in the mountains is so good. Get up and have a walk around in the morning and feel refreshed."

Old Wu nodded in agreement: "Look, don't you come to Kuangshantun to raise bees? Wait first, I'll get some honey. These greedy boys all followed me as soon as they saw me."

The fat man suddenly realized: "You guys are not thinking about working for me, they are all waiting to drink honey. I was happy just now. Everyone gets you some villain books, and now they are all exempted!"

Before Lao Wu came back, a bunch of bees flew over and buzzed in the flowers around the yard. These flowers were all wild flowers brought back from the mountain last year by the fat man. They were all kinds of colorful and bloomed in great prosperity.

Mr. Lin stopped in front of the flowers, looked at the bees collecting honey, and muttered: "The honey brewed by Brother Wu must be mellow."

Suddenly, he saw clusters of red flowers among the flowers. The flowers were very small, but they were dazzlingly red: "Xiaohuang, you still have Rhodiola, it's weird. Look at these clusters of flowers, it seems to be a variety on the mountain."

The fat man secretly praised that it is indeed not something that ordinary people can do when they recognize the Alpine Rhodiola at a glance. And for senior leaders, Alpine Rhodiola is just right.

So he nodded: "This was transplanted from the Yuebi Forest on the top of Daqing Mountain. It is rarely visited all year round and basically retains its original style. According to Lao Yaozi, the medicine is also the best."

Old Lin looked up at the lush green mountains in the distance, and his eyes looked extremely distant: "Since you are here, you must go up and take a look."

Thinking of the coldness on the mountain, the fat man was a little worried: "Old Lin, it will take about four or five days to get there. Moreover, the higher the altitude, the colder the climate. This month, the snow must have not completely melted."

"Haha, it's okay. When I passed the grassland, I was only fourteen years old. I still came here!" Old Lin's words showed great heroism, and the fat man woke up. The old man in front of him was originally a soldier, and there was no difficulty in front of the soldier.

Old Wu came back with a canned bottle, got a basin for the little kids, and then washed it with a big bowl for Mr. Lin half a time, and the fat man then borrowed it all.

"Well, the sweetness in the freshness is definitely not comparable to artificial." Mr. Lin studied medicine, and honey is actually an important tonic. Except for children under the age of one year, the rest are suitable for all ages.

Old Wutou was like the primary school student who was praised by the teacher: "The few beekeepers I knew before were all long-lasting and very healthy, so I entered this path. Mr. Lin, you are a researcher in medicine. Is this a bit of basis?"

"Of course it's related. The history of beekeeping and honey cutting in my country can be traced back to more than two thousand years ago. The Compendium of Materia Medica says that honey has five functions as medicine: it clears heat, nourishes the middle, detoxifies, moistens dryness, and relieves pain. It can harmonize hundreds of medicines, so Chinese medicine often refines honey to make pills."

When Mr. Lin talked about this, he naturally kept talking, making Old Wu smile.

Seeing this, the fat man couldn't help but say, "If you keep your temper, you will definitely be fine if you live beyond 100 years old. Then you will still be an old naughty boy."

Old Wu didn't know him as much as he did, and said to Mr. Lin: "You're weird. It's logical that wild bees collect flowers and brew all the nectars, but they taste better than those single nectars, such as lychee honey, linden honey, locust flower honey, etc."

It is said that among the types of honey, it is generally believed that miscellaneous nectar is inferior, and when a certain flower tree blooms on a large scale, the honey harvested is called single nectar, with the highest grade.

"Wild beezi? Brother Wu, do you raise wild bee?" Old Lin looked extremely shocked: "No wonder, this honey tastes so unique, single nectar is indeed better than mixed nectar, but this cannot be generalized. The best honey is the nectar brewed by wild bees in stone cave tree caves. It is called stone honey or rock honey. It has the highest nutritional value, but the yield is limited."

Old Wu suddenly realized: "It turns out that this wild bee is really a treasure. Haha, fat man, I have to start Qiqi and collect a few more nests."

"The thief is not dead." The fat man muttered in his heart.

Mr. Lin smiled and drank the honey water in the bowl: "We need as much as this kind of honey."

Old Wu head shook his head repeatedly: "There are only four boxes of such wild bees now, and the output is too small. Look, these wild boys come in every few days, it would be strange if they can be left."

The fat man was moved: "After a few years of development, the bee colony will grow, and it should almost meet Mr. Lin's needs." This is not just a matter of a few cans of honey. It requires wild flowers to make honey. In this way, the environment of Daqingshan can be protected. As the saying goes, one moves the whole body, and a wild flower can be related to the rise and fall of Daqingshan.

However, what was disappointed by the fat man, Mr. Lin shook his head: "I'm afraid it won't work. Under artificial conditions, after the wild bees are reproduced for several generations, the wildness disappears, and the honey is not much different from those produced by those artificial bees."

"This is really troublesome." The fat man shook his head, feeling a little regretful. It seems that it is still very difficult to raise wild bees on a large scale. No matter how many wild bees there are on the mountain, there are at most 180 large bees. If they are caught, they will be eliminated in a few years. It is not a long-term solution.

"Xiao Huang, you still have deer on your side, go and have a look." Mr. Lin saw that there were still artificially stocked deer, so he certainly refused to let it go.

The fat man scratched his head and was about to speak, but Old Wu said first: "Lao Lin, you can call him fat too. To be honest, the two yellow dogs over there, one named Dahuang and the other named Xiaohuang."

The fat man stared at Old Wu's head viciously: Believe it or not, I'll let go of the dog, no, let go of the wolf!

"This is the best, it's more friendly. Little fat man, let's go to the Lulan to have a look." Old Lin smiled.

"I'm right--" The fat man shouted, reluctantly put down the big bowl in his hand: "When I come back, I'll get another bowl for me, and I actually pulled me and the dog together."

"Okay, I haven't eaten in the morning yet. Drinking too much honey can cause diarrhea. Didn't you hear Lao Lin just say that honey has the effect of moistening dryness." Lao Wu looked at the fat man with a smirk. The thing he is most willing to do is to bicker with the fat man.

"Then I'll drink it too, just treat it as losing weight." Of course, the fat man was not able to defeat it so easily.

I talked and laughed and came to the deer farm. After half a year of rest and recuperation, the deer herd has grown. The sika deer herd and the red deer herd have added more than ten young deer, which is really gratifying.

Erzhuzi was working in the deer bar, and used a large shovel to scratch the feces on the ground. The big red deer were also familiar with him, and from time to time, he used his newly grown tender horns to gently hit his butt, urging him to work quickly and go out for a walk early after finishing his work.

"It seems that the deer pendant has to be wider and there are more and more deer herds--" The fat man said with a smile, and as the deer hunched under the doe's belly, a warm feeling would arise in anyone's heart.

The doe sticks out her tongue from time to time and licks the deer gently twice, licking the calf's affection and deep love.

"Xiao Huang - Fatty, are these deer specially used to collect deer antlers?" Mr. Lin couldn't help asking.

The fat man nodded: "Now we can only produce deer antlers. The scale is too small. It seems that it will take three or five years to exceed 100."

At this time, Erzhuzi finished his work and opened the fence gate. The deer rushed out like a flood. The big deer was ahead, and he rushed towards the distant hillside.

Mr. Lin had seen sika deer breeding in other places before, but he had never seen such a big Sayang. When he thought about it, he suddenly felt a little moved: Is the deer antler produced here even higher?

Speaking of pure wild deer antlers, it may be because they are cut down sooner or later, either too tender or too old. If they are too tender, the essence and blood inside are not full, and if they are too old, they are already ossified and have worse effect.

The artificially fed deer farms are mostly closed, and the deer herd lacks room for movement, just like raising pigs. The fat pigs piled up with feed additives and free-range stupid pigs are definitely two different flavors.

"Wait, are these little ones behind the musk deer?" Old Lin saw the deer group and finally followed a few little cubs. At first, he thought it was a little deer, but when he looked closely, it turned out to be a very fragrant deer.

Compared with last year, there was another deer. During this period, Fatty and Lao Yaozi took out musk again. They could have taken two more times, but Fatty thought that the first priority now is reproduction, so they took it symbolically again.

After fumbled through his body for a while, the fat man took out a small box and handed it to Mr. Lin. When he opened it, he saw that it was shiny black musk inside, which smelled strange.

Mr. Lin quickly closed the box again. He knew that this thing would not smell after a long time of smelling it: "Little fat man, there are so few deer, how can you bear to kill it?"

The fat man used his little finger to pick his ears: "This is similar to picking his ears. He can use a small spoon to put it into the sachet several times a year."

It was the first time Mr. Lin heard about it, and he laughed and said, "It's OK, it's really fresh - that means that you can continue to produce musk? Fatty, you are making it harder to see through it."
Chapter completed!