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This is a catastrophe for medicine planters. A large number of medicine planters were forced to leave their original land, including the herbs they planted for generations. , except for being naked, I didn't bring anything.

When he was forcibly dragged into the army as a refugee, Ji Mo even lost the set of clothes he was carrying, and his hands were empty.

"Pharmacist?"

The young man who registered the soldiers asked casually, and seemed to have a sneer, his voice was not the same as here, he was probably from Zhongyuan, and his accent sounded like some kind of dialect.

"Ah."

Ji Mo nodded in response.

"Another one, scoff."

He muttered like this, wrote a wooden sign with a few strokes and threw it into Ji Mo's arms.

Someone on the side dragged Ji Mo into a line, and the people behind Ji Mo stood in front of the young general again, continuing to be registered.

"You are also a medicine planter, and so am I. My name is Wang Min."

The man standing very close to Ji Mo in the team whispered, he wanted to continue to say something, he was hit on the back, the beating man didn't speak, but the beating man knew it was not time to speak , tightly closed his mouth.

The people who saw this scene also fell silent, daring not to speak again.

When all the people in this team are assembled, they are escorted forward. Everyone has a rope tied to their wrist. The rope is connected to people, one by one, like a bunch of grasshoppers. Can't even jump out.

The wooden plaques with their names were hung on their bodies, as if marking everyone, and they have been soldiers of a certain army since then.

This kind of forced soldiers have to be drilled for a few days before going on the field, but they are not expected to fight any tough battles. They are led by the veterans to charge the battlefield. I don't know if this army is too famous, or it is the army of this small country. They were too weak, and there were not a few who fled. Ji Mo and Wang Min were both in the middle of the line. The ones who were dripping with sugarcane hadn't fastened their belt buckles, and when they ran past, they couldn't see anyone.

After several downwind battles in a row, I am not afraid anymore, but I have some indescribable feelings in my heart.

It was a surprise to meet Ji Ming. It was a joint army of two armies, and the tents were pitched together. When cooking, everyone lined up together. Ji Ming stood in front, and he was from another army. Mo didn't notice him at first, and when he heard someone call "Ji Ming", he raised his head over there, and he looked up too, and when he looked over, he saw that it was the Ji Ming he knew. The eyebrows and eyes are just more mature, but the feeling of smiling is still the same.

"Ji Ming...brother..."

"You—Xiao Wu!—You're here too!"

When the two brothers met, they were both surprised and pleasantly surprised. Ji Ming told the person who greeted him over there, and the two simply ate together with their rice bowls. He was anxious to ask how his family members were doing, but after asking, he remembered that Ji Ming had left home before he left, so maybe he didn't know what was going on with his family members.

"I moved away. I didn't expect it to be so sudden. I should have gone to your elder brother's side. If there is time, I think many medicine planters in the army are too late to leave. We still have an advantage. I am here with you." Some potions, and also made some proprietary medicines, and was promoted..."

Ji Ming was conscripted into the army in other places. He was so confused that he didn't know which country he was fighting with. Later, he found out that it was his own country, and he didn't seem to have any special feelings. The soldiers and horses scattered and fled in all directions, with an inexplicable fever on their faces.

Before the real confrontation, Ji Ming thought about being a deserter, but he was timid. When he saw a few people who tried to escape were caught and beheaded, and their bodies were hung on the flagpole, he didn't dare to think about anything.

Honestly, I worked hard to get promoted, but now, I feel a little rushed, and I'm actually dawdling in the army.

He knew some news about the family, but it was all before the war. Their boss was still very powerful, and they knew there might be problems in advance, so they arranged for some members of the family to relocate.

"Some people, what about others?"

Ji Mo asked.

Ji Ming is silent, what should I say?Which family's boss would be able to bring a smart and capable servant with him when he fled, and he could also bring all the family members of the servant, such as the old and weak women and children of nearly a thousand people?

The army that Ji Mo entered at the beginning was not strictly disciplined, but it was impossible to just eat locally in the army. Food and grass were collected from all over the place. In it, there were not many cruel scenes, but orderly However, Ji Ming's place was a bit more chaotic, and he did not do less to set fire to the house. Looking at the appearance of those people, he might not think of the appearance of his own people.

Ji Sang is getting older, and his widowed mother is not too young. What will happen if he has a brother who is too young?OK.

During the two years of war, most of them were on their way. The army in the Central Plains was not used to the climate here, and people kept getting sick. Before the pharmacist could be useful, the pharmacist who was recruited into the army volunteered himself. Being a soldier was obviously too hard After a while, the respected pharmacist couldn't bear it anymore.

What kind of national hatred and family hatred, compared with one's own life, is always ranked behind.

Ji Ming would occasionally complain to Ji Mo about this. The foreign army broke the inherent order here, and even the occupational ranks seemed to have some changes because of this.

Those Central Plains people, they don’t value medicinal planters, or they want sufficient food more than the sufficient medicinal herbs they have hoarded. The expanded territory cannot be realized immediately. People eat horse chews and need more food and grass to support them. The team travels far, young and strong laborers are drafted into the army, and more people are needed to grow food.

As for planting medicinal herbs, that's a secondary matter. What's the point of taking medicine when you can't even eat enough?After all, only a small number of people get sick.

The priorities are arranged in the order of the king's heart, and what is conveyed below is a turmoil that has swept across the entire pharmaceutical industry. I don't know how many medicine planters lost their original jobs and became farmers again. The herb seeds that adapted to the later planting methods were also trampled under the feet and withered in the unsuitable soil.

If you want food, you need a large amount and hurry up.

There will be no time for them to cultivate better fertilizers, to study which fertilizers are suitable for growing food, and there will be no time for them to distinguish whether these food seeds are suitable for the soil here. All they need to do is follow orders like soldiers, Cultivate wasteland and farm.

Cutting down the forests that shelter the medicinal herbs and building ditches, the original ecological environment was destroyed on a large scale. The precious and unprecious medicinal herbs were pulled out and burned as weeds by ignorant soldiers, and pieces of fertile fields were quickly replaced. Medicinal herbs, rooted in this land like a foreign army.

Wang Min and Ji Mo also became members of such an army of planters and started military settlements.

The army stationed on the spot quickly multiplied here. Ji Mo planted food and medicinal herbs. The medicinal herb seeds hidden in the crevices of his clothes were brought out from the Valley of the Medicine King, and they were quietly planted in inappropriate places. On the land, it is not possible to produce suitable fertilizers on a large scale, so prepare them on a small scale, find a few old clay pots, and make different fertilizers one by one.

When he first did this, Ji Mo did it secretly and avoided others. Later, when Wang Min found out, he said: "I just don't want these seeds to die. We are medicine planters. If you don’t grow medicinal herbs, what kind of herbal planter are you?”

It is not shameful to submit for the sake of life, at most it is lack of character, but if there is no persistence at all, then why bother in this life?

Wang Min was silent for a while, took a clay pot from him, and filled it with feces and urine, "I'm also a medicine planter, count me in!"

Who wants to be a farmer again?Their ancestors worked hard for a long time to get the honor of medicine planter, so that the descendants have the confidence to be superior to others, and their status is lowered, or they fall back in this way. They are not reconciled, how can they be reconciled?The seeds of generations of domestication just disappear, no, no, no, no!

Compared with Ji Mo, who is not good at socializing, Wang Min has more friends. He can chat with anyone, and always greets people with a smile. After he started to grow medicinal herbs quietly, he also contacted several medicinal plants Teacher, the generals at the top don't care about the farming work below. There are too many of them, so they just quietly set aside a place to grow medicinal herbs.

This is much smaller than the planting range of herbs in any family of medicine planters. All kinds of herbs are mixed together, and they are really planted carefully one by one, like a motley crew, but relying on the joint efforts of everyone, After feeding them, harvesting new seeds is more exciting than harvesting those grains, and Wang Min even cried because of it.

I don't feel it when I have it, but when I work hard again, I just realize that certain things are indispensable and the most precious.

The planted medicinal herbs were handed over to the pharmacist in the army after simple disposal. The pharmacist who was able to be kind to the general said a few words about it. Some people couldn't understand the time they spent on this, and didn't say anything more.

On a peaceful day, when Ji Mo thought he was going to add one or two more knowledge points in this hodgepodge, someone came from Yaowanggu.

In the war where the surrounding small countries were swept away, Medicine King Valley was alone, not only because their pharmacists had superb healing methods that could serve the nobles, but also because their reputation was big enough to attract the attention of the kings.

Such a force that seems to be a third party has actually reached a cooperation with the king of the Central Plains. It is logical for them to come to the army to ask for someone.

Ji Mo, Ji Mo, who was already on the search list of Yaowang Valley, was brought up in this way.

Knowing that the Medicine King Valley was coming, Ji Mo had a bad feeling, and told Wang Min a few words: "These medicinal herb seeds, the ones hidden every year, have to be replaced. They can't just disappear. In the future, if I can, I will return them." back."

Wang Min shook his hand tightly, without saying anything, the image of the holy land of Medicine King Valley made him unable to refute, and the other medicine planters also watched silently, watching Ji Mo being taken away .