Although Tan Dasha didn't have to work today, Liu Qingshan couldn't ignore it.

When I got home, I immediately removed the black sunshade net from the motorcycle.

"Qingshan, why are you buying so many shade nets?" Wu Cuimei had just fed the chickens and ducks.

Although my son has returned from outside, it is still early, and it is only about ten o'clock.

Ten o'clock in winter is no longer as ten o'clock in summer. At this time of summer, it is already five hours long, but in winter, it is only more than three hours long.

Liu Qingshan placed two rolls of sunshade nets aside and smiled at his mother, "I plan to build a sunshade."

"What are you doing with a sunshade?" Wu Cuimei frowned, "Our home is at the foot of the mountain. Even if the sun is a bit big during the day, these chickens and ducks can hide under the shade of the trees by themselves, so they don't need a sunshade."

"Mom, I'm not making a sunshade for chickens and ducks, I'm making a sunshade for the three-forks I dug back yesterday. They are so delicate that they can't be directly exposed to the sun."

Wu Cuimei was a little suspicious about her life: "Make them awning? Have you burned your brain? You make a sunshade for chickens and ducks, and then chickens and ducks will live a little better. Can you lay more eggs for you? If you make a sunshade for three forks, they can't lay eggs. Isn't this a waste of money?"

"Mom, believe me, although they can't lay eggs, they can definitely create higher returns than chickens and ducks."

Wu Cuimei was a little disbelief: "Aren't they just three-forks? How could they be more valuable than the chickens and ducks I raised? Do you know that one of my chickens and eggs can be sold for more than 100 yuan? Is your three-fork a good one?"

Liu Qingshan was so amused and laughed: "Mom, don't underestimate others' good things. Although the three-forks are everywhere in the mountains, they are very popular in the city. In short, don't worry, just take care of your chickens and ducks, and don't let them harm my three-forks, especially the annoying big rooster."

The big rooster was croaking and ran past Liu Qingshan, then arrived next to several hens, hugging them left and right, as if protesting against Liu Qingshan.

I hate it?

I haven't disliked you, a single dog for thousands of years.

"Can these three forks be sold for money?" Liu Yuanhe limped out of the main hall and looked at the patio with three forks stuffed by his son, "These three forks are not red-backed three forks, what is the value of?"

Liu Qingshan walked in with a pig's feet and said funny: "Why is it worthless? Let me tell you that in the city, the smallest three-fork can be sold for about a hundred yuan, let alone those big ones."

"Haha." Liu Yuanhe laughed twice, his eyes rolled around, and he said with a disgrace, "Oh, if it's really like you said, wouldn't the red-backed three-fork be sold for a few hundred yuan each?"

Liu Qingshan thought for a while and said, "If the red back three-fork is big and beautiful enough, it can be sold for several hundred yuan per tree."

However, adult red-back cinnabar roots are rare on the market, especially the plants are as tall as one or two meters, with elegant and agile shapes, dense leaves, mellow and shiny, and fruits are pitifully rare.

If there is such a red-backed cinnabar root, it would not be an exaggeration to sell it for a few hundred yuan per tree.

"However, the wild red-back three-fork is so difficult to find, just think about it." Liu Qingshan said regretfully, "Although it is valuable, it is not easy to find the red-back three-fork."

No, red-backed cinnabar root is the favorite of barefoot doctors in the mountains.

Not only did my grandfather dig a lot of red-backed cinnabar roots as medicine, but even other barefoot doctors with half a bottle of water went to the mountains to dig a red-backed cinnabar roots all year round. Although rural doctors have become regular in recent years, they are not allowed to practice medicine without a license, and fewer people dig herbs, it is probably still a problem to find a larger red-backed cinnabar root.

Even if there is, it is probably very small.

Liu Yuanhe laughed a few more times: "The three-fork seems to be called cinnabar root, right?"

Liu Qingshan's eyes lit up and he looked at his dad with some surprise: "Dad, I didn't expect that there was something other than women in your mind."

Liu Yuanhe chuckled and said, "What's the matter? Your father is just too lazy to say it. Not only do I know cinnabar root, I also know Hanlan, Dendrobium officinale, and Golden Flower Tea. I know too much, but I just too lazy to say it."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, give some sunshine and it will be bright. So what if you know these names? Can you find them?" Liu Qingshan was quite disdainful and turned around and headed into the kitchen.

It's really speechless to have a bragging father. Fortunately, I didn't inherit his faults. Otherwise, with my handsome appearance and burly figure, I wouldn't be able to turn the tide and become an excellent man.

Liu Yuanhe sat down on the stone threshold of the main hall, looked at the swaying green leaves and cinnabar roots in the patio, and said regretfully: "Oh, it's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity, my foot is injured, otherwise I'll go into the mountain to dig the red-backed cinnabar roots. I've met many red-backed cinnabar roots before, but my feet cannot leave now. Alas, it's a pity, it's a pity."

Liu Qingshan threw the pig's feet and immediately ran out of the kitchen, ran to his father, looking at him with a flattering look: "Dad, what do you mean is, do you know where there is red-backed cinnabar root?"

Liu Yuanhe raised one hand, flipped over and over the front and back, and sighed, "Oh, I haven't looked at my phone for too long recently. My fingers are a little inflexible, and my mind is also inflexible. I can't remember where the red-back cinnabar root I've seen before is growing. Tsk, it's useless when it's old."

Haha, haha, haha!

Liu Qingshan looked at his dad with a funny look: "Dad, let me ask you a question. If you give you a choice, and the money and mobile phone fall into the river at the same time, you can only make a phone or make money. Which one will you make?"

"What's the problem? Of course, it's about making money. No matter how good the mobile phone is, it's not as good as the money." Asking such a question is not a doubt about my IQ.

Liu Qingshan smiled with satisfaction and said, "That's fine. Dad, if you tell me where the red-backed cinnabar root grows, I will give you ten yuan for a cinnabar root. If I can dig ten, I will give you one hundred. If I can dig one hundred, I will give you one thousand. What do you think?"

Liu Yuanhe's eyes lit up, and his thoughts to return to his phone with the red back cinnabar root was also shaken.

If you keep your mobile phone in your wife's place, you won't run away. After a short time, your wife will get angry and say a few good things. You will definitely get your mobile phone back. However, if the money is not taken out of your son's pocket, you may go to some woman's pocket in the future.

Thinking of making up your mind, Liu Yuanhe smiled and said, "Okay, this is what you said. If you cheat, you will be a turtle."

"Okay, no problem, a man is a real man, keep his word and never betrays the debt." After Liu Qingshan said that, he shouted to his mother at the gate, "Mom, have you heard that? You testify to us."

"Haha, okay, I'll testify to you. If Qingshan doesn't keep his word, I will definitely not let you go." Anyway, in the end, the money will run into my mother's pocket, so why not do it?

Liu Yuanhe asked his son to bring paper and pen, drew a simple map on the paper, and marked the place where he had encountered the red-back cinnabar root before: "This place is close to the valley, there are many wild wood forests on the mountain road, and there are also this location. This is also a wild wood forest. The wild wood forest is next to the fir forest, and there are also many wild wood forests."

Looking at the map my father could barely understand, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but frown and said, "Dad, this is too far away. It's almost where I was stabbed by a wild boar before."

"Nonsense, if it's close, is it your turn to dig it?" Liu Yuanhe said, "Even if others don't know how to sell it for money, it's better for others to dig it home to plant it, and is it your turn?"

"That's right." Liu Qingshan took the map and said, "If you want to go so far, you will definitely not be able to go today, you can only go tomorrow."

"Aren't you going to open a charcoal kiln with Dasha tomorrow?" Wu Cuimei reminded while cooking lunch.

"Oh, I've agreed to him that I only have five packs of charcoal in this kiln, and all the rest belongs to him, but the condition is that I will not participate in the opening of the kiln."

"Just five packs? Are you stupid?" Liu Yuanhe glared and said, "You only had eight packs last time, and this time you only had five packs. Isn't that equivalent to doing nothing?"

"Dad, don't worry about these things? Tan Dasha has helped me a lot of work, so it's okay to ask for a few more packets of charcoal. Besides, our charcoal is not sold, so we just keep it for burning. Last time, eight packs, five packs this time, are enough."

My son said so, and Liu Yuanhe couldn't say anything.
Chapter completed!