Love after marriage with a husband

Seeing that Fang Zhongshan was stunned, Lin Feng snorted and laughed, dropped the bamboo basket in his hand, waded directly into the water, and violently slapped into the water with a stone knife, which really stunned a fat fish with a fat head. The white belly floated up.

Climbing ashore with the tail of the fat-headed fish, Lin Feng saw that Fang Zhongshan was still squatting on the bank and staring at the ground in a daze, and he couldn't help but shouted in doubt: "What are you doing in a daze? You don't come to catch so many fish !"

Fang Zhongshan turned a deaf ear to Lin Feng's greeting, and still squatted on the bank, staring at a clump of small plants.

There are clusters of tufts growing together, and there are no extra branches and leaves, just a lonely green stalk, with small clusters of leaves like fans fluttering on it, trembling slightly with the splashing splashes of the stream.

Fang Chongshan recognized this herb, it was called a lantern, and it was the first relatively rare medicinal herb he encountered after entering Duwu Mountain.

Unlike the agave grass that can be seen everywhere in the mountains, the lamp has extremely strict requirements on the environment. It must be rooted in soft and fertile red soil next to absolutely unpolluted streams to grow occasionally.

When he was a herb picker, Fang Chongshan was lucky enough to come across it, but because he was inexperienced at the time, he didn't know the correct way to preserve herbal medicines, so that he picked and cut off a lamp hastily, losing the power of the medicine and wasting it in vain. A chance to make money.

Lin Feng waded out from the bottom of the pool, threw the fat-headed fish which was still trying to die, far away to the shore, walked to Fang Zhongshan, and squatted down to look at it together.

"This grass is so cute, I never saw it when I came here before."

However, no matter how cute it is, can it compare to fish?

"Uncle Lin, I want to pick some of these and take them home." Fang Zhongshan pointed to a lamp and said, "Maybe there is room for a bamboo basket. The fish you caught can be strung with straw ropes."

Lin Feng really couldn't understand, there were some unknown weeds on the left and right, how could he put it in a bamboo basket so solemnly and take it back.

Fang Zhongshan smiled and said nothing, wanting to preserve the medicinal power of the lamp, which is different from other herbs.

Its straight green stems are naturally incompatible with the round grass leaves, so they cannot be harvested together.

Holding the stone knife in his hand, Fang Zhongshan carefully cut off the small clusters of leaves on the top of the lamp, and put them one by one into the bamboo basket in order. After not much effort, he took the two bamboo baskets that he brought up the mountain. The bottom is fully paved.

Although Lin Feng couldn't understand what Fang Zhongshan was thinking, he was good-tempered and didn't say much. After jumping into the pool and knocking out a few fat-headed fish, he simply sat cross-legged on the ground, using local materials. Grass rope for fish.

The two of them finished their work and watched the sun gradually sinking to the bottom of the mountain. After all, it is not safe to walk in the deep mountains at night. Fang Zhongshan and Lin Feng did not stay long, and they took a step off before the sun completely set. Mountain.

Lin Feng was very strong, four or five big fat fish were behind his back, struggling to flick their tails, he joked: "You are so interesting, you don't want to keep good fish, but you want to eat grass!"

If the grass can be eaten, that's fine. If it's poisonous, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss?

Thinking of this, Lin Feng couldn't help but shuddered, and quickly warned to dissuade him: "I can tell you, I have been walking in the mountains for so many years and I have never seen this grass before. I have to say whether it is poisonous or not. Don't look at it. Just take it home and eat it indiscriminately, if it is really poisoned to death, it will be a disaster!"

Knowing that he was reminding him kindly, Fang Zhongshan suppressed a smile and responded, "Don't worry, I won't eat it."

When he was a herb picker, he asked old seniors in the mountains, and they all said that a leaf of a lamp can be exchanged for a hundred-yuan bill, and there is a lot of value in the market. Although I don’t know how the lamp market in Da’an is, but Helpful herbs are worth money after all.

He can't bear to eat it!

Lin Feng felt a little more at ease when he got the guarantee, thinking that Fang Zhongshan was usually quite stable, so he probably wouldn't do such a reckless thing.

When they were about to reach the foot of the mountain and said goodbye, Lin Feng reached out and took off the two fat fishes on his back, and stuffed them firmly into Fang Zhongshan's hands: "Take them together and take them back, you go up the mountain, It's useless to toss about, and I guess it won't be easy to deal with Xiao Shuang'er when I go back."

Fang Chongshan's mind was not on Yu's body at first, and he was caught off guard by his hands full of fish, and then he heard Lin Feng's seemingly reproachful but caring words, and he couldn't help feeling warm.

He didn't want to reject this friend's kindness, so he just smiled innocently, thanked him, and said, "Uncle Lin, when I make money, I will definitely treat you to a big meal!"

Lin Feng didn't take his words to heart at all, rolled his eyes, and waved his hands at him unhappily: "Go! Go! You can't even catch a fish, and you still make money. Don't treat me to a big meal. Turn around Ask your little husband to stew a pot of fish soup, and one bite for me is enough!"

Fang Zhongshan: "..."

This turned out to be Jiang Ran's craftsmanship!

With fish on his back and two bamboo baskets in his hand, Fang Chongshan attracted Jiang Ran's curious crowd as soon as he stepped into the front yard.

"What a big fish!"

When Jiang Ran was at home, he could only see the fish on the dining table during New Years and festivals, and they were all small fish of average size. This was the first time he saw the fat-headed fish brought back by Fang Zhongshan.

Fat-headed fish, as its name suggests, has a big head and short tail, and a round body. It looks like it has a lot of meat at first glance. The large and oval scales reflect beautiful colors under the afterglow of the setting sun.

Little Shuang'er was so curious that she squatted on the ground and poked the fish's tail.

It was strange to say that this fish had a very tenacious life force, and after following Lin Feng and Fang Zhongshan on such a long mountain road, it was still alive.

He was motionless at first, but when Xiao Shuang'er poked his tail, he immediately bounced up vigorously, scaring Jiang Ran, who was defenseless, and fell to the ground.

As soon as Fang Chongshan packed up the lamps in the basket, he turned around and saw Jiang Ran in a panic. He was amused and angry at the same time, and hurried over to help him up. He couldn't stop asking, "Fart, butt still hurts?" Doesn't it hurt?"

The question was too ambiguous, and although Jiang Ran was ignorant, she always felt that something was wrong.

He was angry and annoyed, blushing all the way to the ears, turned sideways to prevent Fang Zhongshan from touching him again, stared at the fish on the ground and muttered bitterly: "I'll make you stew later!"

It happened that the rice brought back from Fang’s house was not much left. Jiang Ran was worried that he couldn’t make a meal, but now that he had fat head fish, he had an idea and decided to make a pot of fish porridge, so that he could eat fish and eat fish. And save rice.

According to Lin Feng's rules for entering the mountain, he usually enters the mountain once and rests for two days.

There was no one to lead the way, so Fang Zhongshan didn't dare to go into the mountain by himself rashly, so he simply followed suit and didn't go up the mountain again, just to leave some spare time to deal with the rare lamps. The method is to expose it to the sun until it dries and then sell it to pharmacies.

The dried lamp leaves can be made into tea for health preservation, and can also be ground into powder together with other herbs for medicinal purposes.

It just so happened that the sun has been out these few days, Jiang Ran specially made a round bamboo plaque for Fang Zhongshan, which is just right for putting the leaves of the lamp on it to dry.

"Brother Chongshan, is this lamp really as valuable as you said?"

Xiao Shuang'er was helping to dry the sun while asking questions curiously.

Fang Zhongshan didn't know the market situation of Da'an Kingdom, so he said vaguely with his five fingers: "It's estimated to be worth this amount!"

oh!Five coppers!

Jiang Ran was thoughtful, and he calculated happily that he could earn five copper coins and two fat fish by going to the mountain, which was indeed much better than weaving bamboo baskets by himself.

He sighed with some regret, "It's a pity that I'm a little twin, otherwise I could go up the mountain with you."

The general environment of Hexie Village has always been like this, and Xiao Shuang'er is always treated more harshly than men and girls. For example, Xiao Shuang'er is not qualified to entertain foreigners on behalf of the whole family, and he is also not qualified to inherit the family property.

And entering Duwu Mountain is something that you don't even think about. People in the village have rumored that Xiao Shuang'er has a ghost in her life. If she is put in the mountain, she will definitely anger the mountain god.

Fang Chongshan scoffed at such feudal superstition.

"After I get familiar with the mountain road, I will take you into the mountain to have a look."

"There is a stream in the mountain that flows down from the cliff. The sound of the water is loud and the stream is fast. It looks spectacular. The fish I brought back this time were fished from the Jitan below the stream."

Jiang Ran, who was listening on the side, was fascinated by what Jiang Ran said, and he wished he could go to the mountains to see it every minute.

Talking about it with a smile, it didn't take long to arrange the leaves of the lamp neatly and put them in the sun at the front door.

Before it was completely dark, Jiang Ran went into the kitchen to cook fish porridge. The fat head fish had grown leisurely at the bottom of the pool for many years. The meat was tender and delicious. Cooked to perfection.

Fang Chongshan didn't feel very hungry at first, but he was lured out by the delicious smell, and drank two large bowls of fish porridge in one go.

Since they moved here, Fang Zhongshan and Jiang Ran's life patterns can no longer be regular, basically working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

Normally, after dinner, Fang Zhongshan and Jiang Ran should have taken a bath and gone to bed, but tonight was different.

After eating, Fang Chongshan put down the bowls and chopsticks in a calm manner, wiped his mouth, and said to Jiang Ran: "Go to bed today, the stone knife I left in the front yard has not been fully sharpened, I'm afraid it will be done tonight." It's time for work."

Jiang Ran was not surprised when he heard this, and persuaded him: "Staying up late is the most heartbreaking! Why are you so anxious? It's not too late to sharpen your knife tomorrow morning!"

Fang Zhongshan was stubborn, "No, this knife must be sharpened tonight, it will be bad if it is not sharp tomorrow."

"Leave me alone, go to rest quickly, don't you have to go back in the morning?"