Although the black tiger has many medicinal effects, Liu Qingshan didn't really want to cut it and take it back for money or spare.

Just a joke.

After all, compared to the black tiger that can be replaced by other medicinal herbs, Liu Qingshan loves the irreplaceable wild fruit black tiger more.

What's more, they are now making great achievements!

Looking at the huge "rice dumplings" hanging on the branches, I was really moved. Liu Qingshan was almost moved to tears!

The memory of eating the black tiger fruit ‘Rice dumplings’ dates back to the age of five.

It seems that after the age of five, I have never seen a black tiger again, let alone taste its delicious fruit, "Rice Ballad".

The black tiger is also called Leng Rice Ball, but the mountain people like to call its fruit "Rice Ballzi".

Small, small, thumb-sized fruits gather together like grapes, and at first glance, they look a bit like football.

It's a bit like an overly restrained and overly modest grape.

Each small fruit has an independent peel, and the peel is closely arranged in one place, forming a fist-sized wild fruit.

In fact, the cold rice balls I had eaten before were not that big, just like the fist of a little baby.

But I don’t know if it is because the land here is fertile and sparsely populated, the rice dumplings produced by this black tiger are particularly large, almost the size of Liu Qingshan’s fist.

Looking at the brilliance in the night sky

Liu Qingshan's excitement was beyond words as the stars hung in the air.

He completely forgot about the wild boar and the cinnabar root. After finding a snakeskin bag, he climbed up along the trunks of the big tree that climbed many vines.

The big tree is tall and strong, bigger than the big tree that just stuck the wild boar. Its canopy alone will probably be as big as two old houses in the family.

The branches of the big tree crisscrossed in the air, and all the thick branches climbed with thick black tiger vines.

On the branches of the vines, heavy red fruits were hung, looking full of beauty and not so grand.

Liu Qingshan climbed onto the trunk of the tree and walked out along the big branches, picking these precious rice dumplings while tasting its deliciousness.

He picked a rice dumpling from the vine, then grabbed the rice dumpling with one hand, pulled out an obovate small fruit from the spherical large fruit with the other, and then put the pointed part of the small fruit into his mouth, gently pinched the butt with his fingers, and sucked the mouth, the fresh sweet flesh was squeezed into his mouth.

The flesh of rice dumplings is a bit like grapes, with a lot of slurry and a delicious fruit color like lychees. It is milky white and very delicate.

Its fruity aroma is as fragrant and fresh as an apple.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but ate several rice dumplings in a row, and did not stop until his stomach felt a little swollen.

After eating the rice dumplings, he looked up at the top of the big tree.

The dense rice balls are hung on the branches. If they are picked back, they may not be able to finish them. They may even be put into pieces, which will be wasted. As for selling them, Liu Qingshan thinks that this product may not be able to afford too high prices.

Even if wild rice dumplings are rare now, it seems a bit unrealistic to ask others to spend dozens of dollars to buy a pound of fruit.

Moreover, these rice dumplings are quite large. One rice dumpling, with fruit and skin, is probably nearly one pound. If sold at the price of Bufuna grown by others, it will be sold at least fifty yuan per pound...

Who would spend fifty dollars to buy a fruit?

Moreover, with the peel, the meat of this rice ball is not much, just three or four pounds.

Apart from particularly rich people, there are probably few ordinary people who spend such money to try it out.

Therefore, if you want to sell these wild black tigers, you probably can only sell them in large cities. However, that is really not very interesting to Liu Qingshan.

After all, the journey is long, so it is really inconvenient to take so many mountain fruits to big cities. And who knows what kind of person is the urban management in big cities?

Thinking of this, Liu Qingshan had a different idea of ​​these cold rice balls hanging on the branches.

Perhaps, it is best to keep them on the branches to mature naturally, fall naturally, take root and sprout naturally, and expand the population naturally.

The value of black tigers is not only medicinal materials, but also an indispensable part of the mountains and forests.

In this forest, something must depend on it for survival. If it perishes, perhaps things that rely on it will perish. Just like wolves and sheep, sheep and grass, grass and wolf, this is both an interdependent relationship and a cycle.

Thinking of this, Liu Qingshan planned to show mercy and not catch all these precious rice dumplings in one go, just leave a part of them on the branches.

After picking a whole bag of rice dumplings, Liu Qingshan continued to dig cinnabar roots. He was about to ignite the sunset, and then hurriedly brought everything with him to his house.

"The harvest today is amazing." As soon as I entered the door, Liu Qingshan boasted, "I dug a lot of cinnabar roots today."

What's so proud of this? Liu Yuanhe sneered, and Wu Cuimei just echoed a few symbolically.

Seeing that the old couple was not as rich and high as they expected, Liu Qingshan threw out the king's bomb: "I even picked a whole bag of rice dumplings. Look."

He pulled a large bag of rice dumplings that had just been unloaded from the wooden load into the main hall, then squatted down, pulled the corners of the two bags, and pulled hard, and then he poured a whole large bag of rice dumplings on the ground.

Seeing the round rice balls with bright red peels rolling down the ground, the old couple widened their eyes and looked at the wild fruit rolling to their feet in surprise.

I saw that these wild fruits were extremely large, almost all of them were as big as their son's big fists, and they were all bright red in color and full in flesh, which made people feel extremely happy at first glance.

The couple squatted down at the same time and grabbed two huge rice dumplings one by one, both surprised and happy.

Wu Cuimei exclaimed, "Oh my God, why is this rice dumpling so big? It's heavy in your hand, it seems to be about one pound."

"Haha, I have lived for decades and have never seen such a big one before..." Liu Yuanhe was very excited when he grabbed two huge, soft, pink and sweet giants. "Rice dumplings, this is too big, I have never seen such a big one before."

"As for it, aren't it just a few rice dumplings?" Liu Qingshan said with a funny look, "I picked so much today, let's eat enough."

"Do you keep all these for food? Don't you sell them?" Liu Yuanhe asked, "If you sell them, you might be able to sell them for ten yuan per pound."

"Ten yuan per pound?" Liu Qingshan shook his head, "Then don't waste your feelings, just keep it for yourself."

"Oh, by the way, Qingshan, hurry up and send some to your big grandma." Wu Cuimei said suddenly, "Your big grandma also loves to eat dumplings."

"No." Liu Qingshan refused, "Last time I sent her a cow egg cube, she didn't even open the door."

"Oh, it's her business whether to open the door or not, it's your business." Wu Cuimei persuaded, "Your grandma is alone. She loved you so much when you were a child, and she had some good things, but you must not miss her share. Do you know?"

"Okay okay. I'll send it now." My mother said so, and Liu Qingshan had no reason to refuse.
Chapter completed!