The worst time travel, surviving seven years of famine

The old man was very happy.

Gu Liang was finally able to go to Dahei Mountain to collect herbs. Naturally, he was very excited. He had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

Dahei Mountain has continuous peaks and ridges. Few people in the village enter. Except for some hunters, basically no one else enters. They only cut trees, dig bamboo shoots and herd cattle at the foot of the mountain. Legend has it that jackals, tigers and leopards are rampant in the depths of Dahei Mountain. Except for a few decades ago, there was no one living there. These legends make the people of Lanxi Village full of fear of Dahei Mountain. Even if they haven't seen wild animals for many years, they dare not go in easily. However, for Gu Liang, the more inaccessible the place is, the more plants it grows and the more precious medicinal materials it has.

People die for money, birds die for food, everything is accompanied by risks, and going to the mountains to collect herbs is already a high-return thing. The less space is exposed before the famine, the better he can survive.

But you have to get up early to go to Dahei Mountain, get up before the sky is slightly bright, and rush to Dahei Mountain while it is still early, otherwise there will be little time to find medicinal materials.

When I arrived at the foot of Dahei Mountain, it was already bright. The dew in the summer morning was very rich, and Gu Liang's trouser legs were wet by the silver grass on the trail. Originally, Gu Liang wanted to put the big bear down and walk by himself, but it was too small, just as tall as the weeds on the roadside. I was afraid that it would get wet and catch a cold, so I had to put it in the basket of my third uncle Gu Boxi.

Gu Liang and Gu Boxi were not familiar with Dahei Mountain, so they could only walk along the narrow path that others had stepped on. This path was trampled out by people along the foot of Dahei Mountain. If you keep walking, you can walk to the next state capital.

However, it was their first time here, so Gu Liang and his team walked along the path first to get familiar with the terrain.

The surrounding vegetation was dense, and there were shrubs on both sides of the narrow path, which covered the path deeply in the dark forest. Gu Liang and Gu Boxi walked along the path, looking around, and occasionally went into the dense forest perpendicular to the direction of the path, and then returned along the road, forming a "丰"-shaped route.

Because they were in the deep mountains, cheap medicinal materials like barnyard grass could not be brought back. But not long after, Gu Liang found the first medicinal material - Gastrodia elata.

Because Gastrodia elata has no roots, leaves, or seeds, except for a long fleshy stem, there is nothing else, as if it came from the sky. And because it looks like a pair of hemp shoes after drying, it is called Gastrodia elata. Gastrodia elata is mainly used to treat infantile convulsions, epileptic convulsions, limb numbness, rheumatism, etc., and has always been praised as a top-grade medicinal material.

Dahei Mountain is indeed a place where few people go. Just on the roadside, Gu Liang found Prunella vulgaris, mint, Magnolia officinalis, and Smilax glabra... When Gu Liang saw a medicinal material, he explained their respective uses to his uncle. Gu Boxi also listened very seriously. He heard each medicinal material three or four times and remembered them all, but it was still a bit difficult to remember the medicinal properties. But it was not too important. They did not prescribe medicine when looking for medicine. They just needed to know which ones were medicinal materials, whether they were poisonous, and whether they needed to be stored separately.

It was a pity that these ordinary medicinal materials were too laborious to carry back, otherwise it would be nice to pick some and take them back.

Not long after, Gu Liang found a few more Arisaema on the roadside and dug them back. The whole plant was poisonous and could only be separated and placed together.

After digging this, Gu Liang continued to drill deeper into the mountains. Not long after, Dahei Mountain gave him another surprise.

A Polygonatum sibiricum that was taller than him and grew opposite leaves appeared in front of him. Huangjing has been cultivated artificially in modern times, but wild ones are still preferred. Now in ancient times, Huangjing was considered relatively precious here, as its name suggests. Huangjing is like gold, and is known as the "immortal grass". Long-term use can prolong life and prevent hunger.

What makes it even more valuable is that it is favored by Taoists. Its longevity effect is used to make elixirs, so it has always been heavily mined, making it even more famous.

Gu Liang carefully dug out the roots of Huangjing. Huangjing is a perennial herb, and its roots are connected piece by piece, one piece represents one year of growth. And Gu Liang's plant has twelve pieces at the bottom, which means that this Huangjing has grown here for twelve years.

I don't know if it's because the place is fertile or the variety is a problem. The roots of this Huangjing are much fatter than those he saw when he was a child. Gu Liang was very impressed with Huangjing. He secretly ate it as a snack when he was a child in his previous life, and his grandfather was scared to death. Because Huangjing is poisonous, it must be steamed and dried nine times before it can be used as medicine. People with a bad stomach should not eat it carelessly. So Gu Liang's grandfather was very panicked at the time, fearing that Gu Liang would get something wrong after eating it.

Sickness comes.

Gu Liang put the dug roots of Polygonatum into the basket of Arisaema. Both are poisonous, so they can only be put together temporarily.

Gu Liang also specially left a piece of Polygonatum with leaves, buried it again and planted it. Not killing them all is the long-term solution.

While burying, Gu Liang explained to Uncle Gu how to remove the toxicity of Polygonatum, and also spread the concept and importance of sustainable development of resources to Uncle Gu.

Gu Boxi listened very seriously, because the medicinal materials he knew now were really limited. It was okay now, but he couldn't always rely on his nephew to find medicine in the future. In that case, he would be Gu Liang's herbalist at most.

Gu Boxi touched the leaves of Polygonatum while remembering its appearance in his mind. Then he carefully observed the surroundings to see if there were any similar plants. Generally speaking, if there is one, there will be two. It is impossible for a plant to grow only one plant out of thin air.

Suddenly he found a bunch of plants that looked basically the same as Polygonatum behind a slope. He looked again, and there was really no difference in the leaves, height, and color.

He quickly asked his nephew Gu Liang to come and see, but Gu Liang stared at it but didn't see anything. Finally, Gu Boxi took it to the earth slope, and Gu Liang found that there was indeed a patch of Polygonatum sibiricum growing here.

It turned out that Gu Liang was not tall enough and was blocked by the earth slope, and Gu Boxi was much taller than Gu Liang, so he could see it. Gu Liang once again felt his height defect. He didn't know why, but after half a year, his height didn't change at all. Maybe he didn't eat enough meat, eggs, and milk. The Gu family made a secret decision in their hearts that every time they went to sell medicinal materials, they would go home and buy meat to supplement.

Since they found such a pile of Polygonatum sibiricum, Gu Liang naturally couldn't let it go, and he and his third uncle Gu Boxi picked up the hoe and started digging.

However, Gu Liang felt something was wrong as he dug. Why didn't this "Polygonatum sibiricum" feel like Polygonatum sibiricum? Huangjing is cut into pieces like ginger, but this 'Huangjing' is a straight strip, which looks like a yellow thin radish.

Gu Liang confirmed again and again, carefully looking at the root, trunk, and leaves of this 'Huangjing', and confirmed that this thing must not be the real Huangjing. So Gu Liang immediately stopped his uncle Gu Boxi, who had already dug out two or three trees, and told him not to dig anymore, because this is not the real Huangjing.

What is this? This thing looks so much like Huangjing, but it is definitely not Huangjing. After thinking for a long time, Gu Liang finally came up with a name in his mind—Yuzhu.