The price was still acceptable to the old man.
"Would you like to drink some water and rest?"
"Ah, I'm not very tired," Wang Yilong said with a smile. Wang Yilong said with a smile. When he went to the clinic just now, he still felt a little sleepy. But after taking the medicine and the acupuncture, he felt a lot more energetic and not so tired.
"I'll go to the field to have a look."
"Go ahead."
Now, in addition to going to work, Wang Zecheng was also very concerned about the medicine in the field. Wang Yao had said that as long as the medicinal materials were received, there was no need to worry about sales. He also knew that a pharmaceutical factory had been built in town. The relationship between Wang Yao and the boss was unusual. When the time came to purchase medicinal materials, he would definitely consider the people in his village first. So far, only his family and Wang Fengming's family grew medicinal materials in the entire village, and they had been expanding their scale.
In the herbal field on the mountain, the medicinal materials were growing well.
"When I harvest them, I hope I can sell them for a good price."
In the mountain village, there were not many sources of income. As the saying went, those who relied on the mountain lived off the mountain and those who relied on the river lived off the water. The only way to make money on the mountain was to grow food and trees. Now, there was one more way: growing medicinal materials.
Thousands of miles away in southern Yunnan, a car was driving slowly in the dense jungle. The road ahead was not wide and was a dirt road. It was the kind of road that could barely allow a car to pass through. It was full of potholes.
Two people were sitting in the car, Yang Guanfeng and a young man who looked about 30 years old.
"Damn, what kind of broken road is this? Don't the people from the Valley of Thousands of Medicine need to go out?" The young man muttered with dissatisfaction. "Fortunately, we got a four-wheel-drive off-road vehicle in advance. Otherwise, we wouldn't have been able to get in at all!"
He sighed. Along the way, his butt was about to fall apart.
"I don't know why people still live in such a broken place."
"Hey, don't talk nonsense," Yang Guanfeng said. "I checked the local county records before I came. The Valley of Thousands of Medicine was originally a mountain village with a history of at least 400 years."
"More than 400 years? Since the Ming Dynasty?" The young man was surprised.
"It has existed since at least the Ming Dynasty, or maybe even earlier," Yang Guanfeng said.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I didn't expect it to have such a long history!"
"Be careful when you go in," Yang Guanfeng said. "Don't say what you shouldn't say, and don't do anything."
"I know," Yang Guanfeng said.
"Yes." Yang Guanfeng nodded and lit a cigarette.
"Boss, we won't be in any danger this time, right?" The young man asked.
"What danger?"
"Well, don't they know how to use poison and Gu? If we go in like this, won't we die unknowingly? Or after we come out, a few years later, bugs will suddenly burst out from our bodies and crawl out from our eyes, ears, and noses, eating our internal organs and flesh clean. We will die in extreme pain." The more the young man spoke, the more excited he became.
"I told you a long time ago to read less of those novels," Yang Guanfeng said. "It's easy to let your imagination run wild if you read too many of those novels. You didn't listen."
"What is a Gu worm?" The young man continued to ask.
"It should be a special kind of parasite. To be honest, I don't want to see it." Yang Guanfeng blew out a smoke ring.
The car continued to move forward with difficulty in the dense forest. The road seemed to be getting narrower.
"There shouldn't be a dead end ahead, right?"
Just as the young man was a little worried, the road in front of him became a little wider and flatter, and the car moved faster.
In the forest, a figure flashed past the treetops.
"Did you hear anything?" Yang Guanfeng looked up at the trees around him.
"Sound? What sound? I didn't hear anything! "
"Maybe I heard wrong?" Yang Guanfeng looked outside again.
They drove in the forest for three and a half hours before they saw a canyon. The entrance to the canyon was a big river with only a drawbridge over it. There was a wooden fence blocking the way inside.
"It's here!" Yang Guanfeng said.
"Damn, we're finally here."
The drawbridge was not wide, less than two meters. The car obviously could not pass through it. The two of them could only get out of the car and choose to walk in.
"Oh, the bones in my body are about to fall apart!" The young man said as he moved his body.
"Boss?" He found Yang Guanfeng looking into the canyon.
"This is a naturally dangerous place. It's easy to defend and difficult to attack," Yang Guanfeng said after observing for a while.
"A naturally dangerous place? What kind of society are we in now? A few planes can raze any naturally dangerous place to the ground."
"What did I tell you when we were in the car? You should at least keep your mouth shut. Let's go to the valley."
Creak, creak. The drawbridge was swaying.
Below it was the turbulent river.
"Don't break it!"
"Shut your crow's beak," Yang Guanfeng roared.
The two of them crossed the drawbridge without any danger. A young man was waiting outside the valley.
"Hello, my name is Miao Qingfeng. Welcome to the Valley of Thousands of Medicine."
"Thank you," Yang Guanfeng said and made an introduction.
"Please." Miao Qingfeng led the way in front and took the two of them into the valley.
The buildings in the valley were built along the terrain. They were all wooden houses and main buildings. There were no reinforced concrete buildings. They maintained a natural and primitive flavor. The people inside were also wearing coarse clothes. It seemed that the craftsmanship was also primitive. There was not even a bicycle there. The two of them seemed to have returned from modern society to ancient society.
"Here?"
"Well, do you have a TV and computer here?" the young man asked curiously.
"Yes, but very little," Miao Qingfeng said with a smile.
"Oh, that's good. I thought I had traveled to ancient times!"
Miao Qingfeng led the way in front and took them to the outside of the largest wooden house in the valley.
"Please wait a moment. I'll go in and say something."
"OK."
After a while, he came out of the house and invited the two of them into the wooden house. In the wooden house, they saw a middle-aged man in his 40s. His face was pale gold, and his eyes were bright.
"Welcome, guests from afar."
"Sorry to disturb you," Yang Guanfeng said.
"My name is Miaoxi River, and I'm the chief of this village. I don't know why you two distinguished guests have come from afar. What can I do for you?"
"Ah, here's the thing," Yang Guanfeng said. "There is a major case hundreds of miles away. There is evidence that the person who committed the crime has a certain connection with the Valley of Thousands of Medicine. So, we came to check it out and see if we can find any useful information." He did not hide anything and directly told the truth.
"What are the characteristics of the deceased?" Miaoxi River asked.
"There is no abnormality," Yang Guanfeng said. "It's just that a toxin was found in their bodies."
Miaoxi River was silent for a while.
"I don't know how you got the news. Are you sure that this matter has something to do with us?"
"I'm sorry, but I can't tell you that," Yang Guanfeng said. He could not say that he relied on a piece of information that he did not know who sent to the office.
"Well, let Qing Feng take you around and see if you can find any useful clues."
"OK, I'll have to trouble you."
"You're welcome."
After coming out of the wooden house, they began to wander around the village. Miao Qingfeng was like a tour guide, introducing them to the situation in the village one by one, including how many people there were and what they did on a daily basis.
As Yang Guanfeng listened, he observed carefully. The people in the mountain village were still engaged in traditional farming. They relied on farming to maintain their livelihood. They worked at sunrise and rested at sunset. What he saw on their faces was tranquility and peace. They were very satisfied.
This might be the "paradise" that Tao Yuanming had mentioned.
"Why is it called the Valley of Thousands of Medicine?" Yang Guanfeng suddenly asked.
"Because there are thousands of herbs here," Miao Qingfeng said with a smile.
"Thousands of herbs? That many?"
"Yes, there are treasures everywhere in the mountains around us," Yang Guanfeng said. "You know that the Miao medicine in Miaojiang is very famous. This mountain village has a unique method of preparing the Miao medicine. If the two of you feel uncomfortable, you can tell us. We can prescribe a few prescriptions here. I guarantee that the medicine will be able to cure the disease."
"Is that true?"
"Of course, it's true."
"Ah, my neck has been hurting recently," the young man said with a smile. "Can you take a look at what's going on?"
"I don't know about this," the Miao Qingfeng said with a smile. "Let's go. I'll take you to find someone who knows."
Slap! Yang Guanfeng slapped the young man on the back of his head.
"Oh, Captain, what are you doing? Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
The Miao Qingfeng took the two of them to a bamboo house. There was an old man in his 60s inside. The old man's hair was gray, but he was in good spirits. When he saw the Miao Qingfeng bring people in, the two of them were very surprised.
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