Back in the 1980s, hiking in the mountains was also a way of life

Chapter 664: The Donkey is Not Good at Using the Blame Axle

The thing that Wang An and his two children have the most of at home is animal oil, so the meal Wang An brought today was a flatbread baked with bear oil.

Three people sat together, with pancakes in their left hands and green onions in their right hands. On the ground between them was a half-full can of soybean paste.

These three people basically did the same thing. They put the pancake in their left hand into their mouths and took a bite. They dipped the scallion in their right hand in some sauce and put it back into their mouths. Then they took a bite with a "crunch" sound and ate it vigorously.

Their cheeks were puffed up and they ate with great relish.

This way of eating in Northeast China is truly known as "scallions dipped in sauce, crunchy and choking."

While eating, Wang An said to Mu Xueli:

"Xue Li, can we dig out that nest of clubs tomorrow?"

The reason why Wang An asked Mu Xueli about this matter was because among the three ginseng digging group, Mu Xueli was the absolute main force and the person in charge.

Wang Li was considered a secondary main force, while Wang An had fallen to the point of making dumplings and serving as an assistant.

The main reason was that Wang An had dug out five ginseng roots in a row before, but only the second and third roots, which were the two roots with the least whiskers and the least valuable, Erjiazi and Mazhangzi, were dug out intact by Wang An.

As for the other three third-grade leaves, Wang An successfully turned them into defective products!

The situation at that time was so distressing that even Wang Li couldn't bear to watch it anymore, and Mu Xueli was so angry that she asked Wang An to stop digging.

Come to think of it, in more than two hours, more than 600 yuan was wasted, but these 600 yuan didn't even make a splash.

Just like that, Wang An had no choice but to put away his ginseng digging tools, very reluctantly.

At that time, Wang An was still muttering that the reason he broke the ginseng whiskers was because there was something wrong with his deer bone skewers and deer bone spoons, and he told Mu Xueli not to forget to make another set when he got home in the evening.

Mu Xueli even refuted with a sentence that was unprecedented, the original words were:
"Donkeys are not good at using axles."

I have to say, these words are really heartbreaking and directly reflect that Wang An did not do his job well but blamed the tools.

This made Wang An so angry that he kicked Mu Xueli twice on the spot.

You are so bad at talking!

Then Wang An obediently went to help make ginseng dumplings.

After Wang An asked, Mu Xueli said without hesitation:
"We can't dig it all out. Even if we dig for another day the day after tomorrow, it will be too late. This nest is really dense."

The reason why Mu Xueli answered so straightforwardly was that in the process of digging ginseng, as they got closer to the middle position, the horseshoe seeds and second-grade leaves became fewer and fewer, while the third-grade and fourth-grade leaves became more and more, and just now a fifth-grade leaf was found.

This is the case with ginseng. The older it gets, the more roots it has. The more roots it has, the more complex their distribution becomes. If you are not careful, there will be huge losses, so the speed of harvesting will be slower.

Just like Mu Xueli, it only takes about half an hour to dig the fourth-grade leaves, but it takes more than two hours to dig the fifth-grade leaves.

After Mu Xueli finished speaking, Wang An nodded and said:
"Well, dig slowly, don't be in a hurry. If you cut off one whisker, you will have everything."

Mu Xueli chewed the pancake and said with determination:
"Yes, brother-in-law, don't worry, I am definitely better than you."

As soon as Mu Xueli finished speaking, Wang An subconsciously tightened his grip on the pancake, while Wang Li had already pursed his lips, turned his head, and kept shrugging his shoulders.

I have to say, Mu Xueli’s words are getting more and more irritating.

Although this statement is irritating, it is really hard to find fault with it. If you show it, it will appear that you have no tolerance. If you don't show it, it will be quite uncomfortable. So, after dinner, Wang An kicked Mu Xueli again for "smacking his lips" while eating.
It’s no wonder that once anger is generated, as long as it is released as soon as possible, you will feel comfortable all over.

After kicking Mu Xueli, the three of them started digging ginseng while chatting and laughing.

Mu Xueli is still the main person, with Wang Li as the assistant. As for Wang An, he is either making ginseng dumplings or looking for other ginseng. He definitely can't dig ginseng anymore.

The main thing is that if they dug further, Mu Xueli would burst into tears.

In fact, Wang Li’s ginseng digging skills are not much different from Wang An’s, and both of them are destiny-driven players.

It’s just that Wang Li is rather timid and cautious. Whenever he comes across a ginseng that can be called “good quality”, Wang Li will dig the ones that are easy to dig. If it is difficult to dig, Wang Li will simply not dig it and let Mu Xueli deal with it.

He is not like Wang An, who digs up whatever he comes across, no matter what grade of leaf it is, and does not care whether it is easy to dig or not. He just digs it hard, and when he gets angry, he just starts to pull it out.

Anyway, Wang An digging ginseng is just like doing other things. He never cares whether it is easy or not. It all depends on whether I want to do it or not.

In this way, the three of them performed their duties, and time came to the evening.

Nearly half of this one-meter-square ginseng nest has been dug up.

After the inventory, the harvest was quite large.

2 complete 5th-grade leaves, 4 complete 4th-grade leaves, 12 complete 3rd-grade leaves, 6 incomplete 3rd-grade leaves, 46 Erjiazi, a bunch of horseshoe seeds thinner than toothpicks, and Sanhua seeds not much thicker than a hair.

In fact, Wang An didn't want to dig up ginseng seedlings such as horseshoe seeds and three-flower seeds. On the one hand, these things were worthless and it would be a complete waste to dig them up.

On the other hand, although Wang An did not follow the rules of digging ginseng, he did not want to do such a thing that was against the harmony of nature. After all, in the minds of the Chinese people, ginseng is a spiritual thing and is even known as a "magic grass".

Besides, it is extremely difficult to grow ginseng.

But the ginseng in this ginseng nest is too dense. If you don’t dig out the horseshoe seeds and three-flower seeds, you can’t dig out other ginseng.

Looking at the pile of horseshoes and three-flowered seeds, Mu Xueli frowned and asked:

"Brother-in-law, what should we do with these ginseng cubs?"

Wang An thought for a moment and said:
"If you plant these big ginseng in the back garden, it would be best if it can grow big, but if it doesn't, there's nothing you can do."

Upon hearing this, Wang Li said very straightforwardly:

"I don't know how to plant this thing, or I won't want it. Fourth brother, you can take it home."

As soon as Wang Li finished speaking, Mu Xueli also said:
"I don't want my share either, brother-in-law, take it all."

Wang An rolled his eyes at the two of them and said unhappily:
"If I bring them all back to life, don't regret it."

In fact, in this era, ginseng cultivation has already begun in Jilin Province, mainly in the Changbai Mountain area, and the cultivation of forest ginseng has also begun.

However, unlike Wang An, who brings ginseng seedlings home from the mountains, forest ginseng seedlings are grown at home and then planted in the mountains.

After hearing Wang An's words, the two men hurriedly said:

"No regrets, no regrets. It's better than dying."

(End of this chapter)