Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

In the dormitory of the kimchi factory, the heating was very hot at night. The temperature outside was more than ten degrees below zero, and the temperature inside was twenty-three or twenty-four degrees.

Liu Xialian changed into a pair of furry pajamas, which were designed and produced by Damei Garment Factory. There are two types: one is for indoor use, thin and comfortable to wear. The other is thick, similar to a cotton-padded jacket, which can also be worn on the street, with a relaxed feel.

Covered with a blanket, Liu Xia Lian lay on the sofa with her eyes closed.

You thought she was sleeping, but you were wrong. Actually, she was playing with the blue tiger and the cushion in the space.

The area where these two beasts live in space overlaps with that of wild boars, moose, sika deer and hares, which just controls the problem of rapid growth of herbivores.

The blue tiger is much bigger than when it was first captured from Wanda Mountain. It weighs at least one thousand pounds and is almost as big as a yellow cattle. Every move it makes gives a strong sense of oppression, as if it has reached the peak of Qi training. Its fur can block machine gun bullets. Of course, its speed is as fast as lightning now, so it would be difficult for you to lock onto it.

Lan Hu originally had a very bad temper. When he broke into Kunluo Manor, he killed all the male tigers inside and took in all three tigresses and gave them to Da Lan as his wives.

Although the size difference was particularly large, Da Lan still accepted it with pleasure, and now 36 hybrid tigers have been bred. Da Lan is a Siberian tiger, and the three tigresses are Bengal tigers. The 36 offspring weigh about 400 to 500 kilograms. Although each one is extremely ferocious and moves very quickly, none of them can catch up with Da Lan. Under the nourishment of spatial spiritual energy, they can barely withstand bullets from hunting rifles and rifles. If they encounter heavy machine guns, they will be shot into sieves in minutes.

Across a river, there are many towering pine trees on the distant hills. A huge brown bear is leaning against a pine tree, lazily eating mushrooms. It weighs an astonishing 1,300 to 1,400 kilograms, and its huge bear paws are the size of a palm-leaf fan.

Unlike Da Lan who has many children and grandchildren, it is still a loner. Some time ago, it went into the mountains and caught a black bear, and brought it in, thinking it would keep it company, but it ended up being eaten by the bear.

However, the cushion eats wild fruits and mushrooms every day, and its physical fitness seems to have improved abnormally fast. Except that it runs a little slower than Big Blue, its defense and attack power are completely comparable to the Tiger King Big Blue.

Liu Xialian weighed more than 100 kilograms, and she looked like a toy standing next to the cushion weighing 1,300 to 1,400 kilograms. The cushion had clear eyes and was very gentle and caring. He also picked a large pine mushroom for Liu Xialian. It was delicious, but it had to be cooked.

"Be good and eat the cushion." Liu Xia Lian stuffed food into its mouth again, then walked towards the medicinal herb garden with a large shovel. There were many restrictions in the space, similar to an invisible electric fence. The administrator could pass through, but wild animals could not. This medicinal herb garden was very small, only about sixty or seventy acres, but it was planted with all the hard goods, including decades-old Polygonum multiflorum, ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, American ginseng, etc.

Liu Xia Lian was reluctant to do so, but there was nothing she could do. After all, she had to maintain her relationship with Boss Chen, and he still had the channels to get high-aged ginseng.

When it was planted, it was about 70 years old. Ten years have passed in the space, so it is still 80 years old. Just use a big shovel to dig it out.

When it was taken out, it was still covered with leaves. It weighed about nine taels and had a beautiful appearance.

Liu Xia Lian used scissors to cut off the leaves, found an exquisite ginseng box, put the ginseng in it, hung a red string on it, wrapped it with yellow satin, and then went to sleep.

The next morning, it was already the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month. The workers were in a state of anxiety and somewhat absent-minded in their work.

Workshop director Xu Changyuan couldn't help but scold: "If you don't want to go to work, tell your team leader and don't come tomorrow. We can't want to make money and not work. If you come to work, work hard and focus on your work. Yesterday, a worker in the disinfection section was absent from work, thinking about the bacon at home, and broke his thumb with the disinfection basket. Although the factory will give you medical expenses, you are still the one who suffers, and your team leader will be punished. So, as I said, if you want to make money, work peacefully, and if you don't want to work, go home and rest, and work properly after the New Year."

It doesn't matter how much it is said. After all, everyone knows that if you don't go to work, you will get a basic salary of 45 yuan, and no overtime pay or bonus. What's more, there are benefits during the holiday on the 28th of the lunar year. It is said that each person will get 5 kilograms of mutton, 5 kilograms of Spanish mackerel, and 5 kilograms of treatment.

If you go to the meat processing plant to buy mutton, you need a ticket, otherwise you really can't buy it. It's a good thing, costing one dollar and five or six dollars per pound.

Except for Spanish mackerel which is slightly cheaper, hairtail is also very expensive.

At this moment, the sound of enthusiastic gongs and drums came from the street. In those days, such noisy gongs and drums were still not allowed in the city, but the forest farm belonged to the countryside and no one cared about it.

Erya came in hurriedly and pulled Liu Xialian anxiously: "Sister, sister, let's go, let's go."

"What's going on?"

"It's a very big yangko performance, go and have a look."

Liu Xia Lian looked around and found no one was paying attention, so she secretly ran to the street with Erya.

Sure enough, it was so lively. Did everyone from the entire forest farm come? The team was very long. The first two men in military uniforms rode on Ferghana horses. Who were they? Zhao Hua and Zhao Yong.

These two guys are really bold. They can pull out a Ferghana horse in such a cold weather. What if it catches a cold? They are really willing to spend a lot of money. Liu Xia Lian cursed inwardly, but there was nothing she could do. Now that it has come, can you still drive it away?

Zhao Hua was holding a spear, dressed as Zhao Zilong, while Zhao Yong next to him was dressed as Guan Gong, holding a broadsword.

The people cheering and the horses neighing are very eye-catching. After all, the Arabian horse is really spirited, but it is a little not resistant to cold.

Behind it was a large float pulled by a lot of horses, a total of twenty-five mules, and the big drums on it were beating loudly. Needless to say, the one who liked to tinker with the carriage was either Li Shaoling or Li Erlu. Apart from these two, no one else could have thought of pulling a carriage with so many horses.

Behind them was the yangko team with loud gongs and drums, stilt walking, land boat sliding, and donkey riding. It was so lively.

Xu Changyuan stretched his head out like an old turtle, very angry: "I was not in the mood to go to work in the first place, and you guys knocked me even harder."

When Chief Xu of the police station saw that Old Xu was angry, he held back his laughter and didn't dare to say anything, after all, he was his uncle.

Liu Xia Lian said, "Grandpa, the general trend is irresistible. Don't hold on any longer. Go back and tell everyone that we will have a day off this morning and go back to work in the afternoon."

"Hey, that's all I can do."

Xu Changyuan arranged a holiday, and soon there were hundreds of people on the street. Some watched the yangko dance, and some just followed the team. The cheerful voices spread all over the land.

The carriage stopped to rest. Zhao Hua and Zhao Yong pulled the Ferghana horse over and said, "It's over. This horse is afraid of the cold. We have to go back quickly."

At this moment, a mother holding a three-year-old baby knelt down in front of Zhao Yong.