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After breakfast the next day, Liu Qingshan led Victor and the others up the mountain.

At dinner yesterday, Victor was talking about whether he believed in Monkey Brewing. Liu Qingshan felt that it was necessary for them to see it with their own eyes.

Leo had a camera around his neck, and Liu Qingshan also wore his old seagull.

Not far from the village, he saw Liu Ying leading a large group of children, all carrying small baskets, picking morels.

In the past two days, the primary school in the village has also put on a three-day busy farming holiday.

Liu Qingshan took off the camera and took a few work photos for the children.

These little guys are used to it now, and they are not nervous at all when taking pictures, so they seem very natural.

Liu Qingshan asked Liu Ying for leave for the fourth and fifth, and after explaining the reason, the fourth and fifth joined their team.

If you want to enter the fairy cave, you have to pass the monkey gate. Without them to lead the way, the monkey will definitely not let go.

Master Guo naturally followed the army. He was not very satisfied with the trial-produced monkey wine, and believed that there was a lot of room for improvement.

After all, he had a comparison, and the monkey wine he brewed was at most half the quality of the monkey wine in the Shenxian Cave.

The key now is not knowing the direction, so of course, Lao Guo will not let go of such an opportunity for field inspection.

A group of people roamed around, and they first came to the woodcut, and they saw the mute grandfather in the distance, leading several people, picking up some herbs in the shed.

Director Fan and Mr. Song from Hong Kong Island, like elementary school students, followed behind the mute grandpa and exchanged conversations from time to time.

Of course, they said that the dumb grandpa gestured, and Gao Feng was the translator next to him.

The big bear was basking in the sun by the window, opened his eyes suddenly, and ran out to meet him.

Liu Qingshan carried a big bag, but the food inside was prepared for the monkeys.

As a result, the big bear kept chattering, and the fourth and the fifth had to take out less for him. With this guy's big belly, it is estimated that the whole group of monkeys would eat it.

When I heard that I was going to Xianren Cave, Director Fan and Mr. Song were also interested.

After all, they were also impressed by the monkey wine.

So they formed a group to go there together and chatted while walking. Director Fan said that they were going to go back tomorrow, and then they might have to go to Treasure Island to help the old gentleman dispense medicine.

While saying that, he was still full of reluctance: "These days, I have benefited a lot from being by my side, and I really can't bear to go back."

Mr. Song, who had a childlike appearance, also nodded repeatedly. His harvest was actually greater than that of Director Fan.

This kind of progress is not only in medical skills, but also in moral cultivation.

This also makes Mr. Song extremely gratified: he is old and old, and he seems to have finally touched the threshold of a master.

"Two old gentlemen, we are here, you are welcome at any time."

Liu Qingshan made a promise on behalf of Master.

The two old people, who were over 150 years old together, immediately became more excited than children, and said goodbye.

Before I knew it, I arrived at the foot of the mountain where Shenxiandong is located, and the little fourth immediately opened his throat and cried out:

"Monkey King, here we come!"

This voice is really good. Inside the cave, a lot of monkeys came out, jumping and jumping, rushing towards them.

Shocked, Victor and the others ducked back, as if they were afraid of being scratched by a monkey.

The Monkey King rushed at the front, but this guy was not beautiful at all, he still wore a "turban" on his head, and the one with big holes and small eyes was too tattered.

"It's too ugly, take it off?" Shan Xing reached out to help it get the hood, but the Monkey King kept hiding.

It happened that Shan Xing was wearing a small scarf, so he took it off and tied it around the neck of the Monkey King. This guy finally took off the special scarf, then grinned and showed off his new clothes with his subordinates.

The little brother took out the biscuits and candies that he brought. The monkeys have all learned to be obedient now. They don’t need Liu Qingshan to call to stand at attention.

Seeing this, Victor and the others were relieved, while Leo began to take pictures with great interest.

After the monkeys had eaten their mouths, they finally stopped.

The little old four took a count and found the problem: "Why does it seem to be missing more than ten?"

Just as he was talking, he saw more than a dozen monkeys rushing back from a distance, and seeing their companions eating and drinking, they immediately began to protest.

There were two monkeys who came up to the fourth and fifth, as if to please them, and handed the things in their little paws to their hands.

"Hey, it's sour."

The little fourth said, and swallowed a mouthful of sour water.

There was a monkey who had a good relationship with Liu Qingshan, and he also stuffed one into Liu Qingshan's hand.

The sour lift in his hand was the size of a ping-pong ball and was green in color, like a small green flower in full bloom.

The scientific name of this thing is "Wasong", and the leaves are thick and juicy, just like succulents, and it tastes sour, so the local people call it "sour tiyu".

Seeing that it was clean, Liu Qingshan took a bite and immediately grinned.

The fourth and fifth elders over there distributed food to the remaining monkeys. These monkeys threw all the acid in their hands on the ground and started eating quickly.

Otherwise, after their partners have eaten, it is time to grab them.

"Liu, what kind of plant is this and how does it taste?" Victor couldn't help but ask when he saw Liu Qingshan eating there with a frown.

"You'll know if you taste it." Liu Qingshan picked up another sour lift and threw it at him.

Victor took it, put it to his mouth and blew it, and then bit into a small plump young leaf to taste it, and it was sour that he only grinned.

In fact, in the forest, there are quite a few plants with a sour taste.

Among them, this kind of sour cream is the best, it looks fleshy and attractive, and the sour taste is also very pure.

When the monkeys had eaten all the snacks, the fourth and fifth children walked in the direction of Xianrendong, and the monkeys followed.

The others followed closely, but the monkey group didn't seem to welcome them, and their eyes always fell on strangers like Victor. Fortunately, they didn't move their claws to scratch them.

After entering the cave, Liu Qingshan turned on the prepared flashlight and walked all the way to the wine pool.

Leo held the camera and took a few pictures from time to time, which caused the monkeys to squeak.

When he arrived at the wine pool, the aroma of the wine was exuding. Liu Qingshan used a flashlight to illuminate it, and there was only a small amount of wine left in it.

Now the mountain fruits are just blooming, so the monkey group has not started to add them.

Click, click.

There was a sound in the wine pool, and Liu Qingshan saw that it was the dozen or so monkeys who were throwing things into it.

The things they threw are the sour cream they just brought back, which is also Vassong.

"Wow, it turns out to be true, is the monkey really making wine?"

Victor screamed, his voice full of wonder.

With a snap, Lao Guo patted his thigh vigorously, and said excitedly, "So there is such an important raw material, no wonder the monkey wine we brewed is so bad!"

Seeing him is like discovering a new world, Liu Qingshan is also happy for Lao Guo: This is the reward for perseverance, right?

After coming out of the cave, Master Guo could not wait to start the experiment immediately, but the mountain fruit hadn't come down yet, so he could only pick up some sour and slip back.

And Victor believed it this time: "Liu, we can talk about the agency of Monkey Wine."

"It's monkey wine."

Liu Qingshan corrected some of his remarks. Monkey wine is a popular commodity at first listen, and monkey wine sounds aura.

"Okay, it's Monkey Wine. If I want to operate it well, it will definitely become famous and be sought after by those rich people."

Of course Victor couldn't tell the difference, and he was now thinking about how to open up the market.

It seems that those photos taken by Leo can come in handy and are a good means of publicity.

If I had known this earlier, I would have brought a camera and recorded the picture of the monkey wine making, which is the best publicity.

When I told Liu Qingshan about this idea, Liu Qingshan also had this intention, that is, he couldn't get a camera.

Leo promised with all his might that he would definitely bring a video recorder in the late summer and early autumn.

It seems that in addition to the cooperation in the field of wild vegetables, by the end of the year, the main product is monkey wine.

In the evening, Liu Qingshan hosted a banquet at home, entertaining Victor and his party, of course, including the guests from Hong Kong Island. After all, they will go back tomorrow, which is a goodbye.

When he came down from the mountain, Director Fan packed a lot of things, all kinds of herbs.

He got a few dietary prescriptions from the dumb grandpa, and said that he would go back to Hong Kong Island to verify it. If the effect is significant, he will order herbs in batches from here.

After all, the grandfather of diet therapy is Sun Simiao, the king of medicine.

Liu Qingshan also told Gao Feng to pay attention to this matter. In the future, when there is nothing on the mountain, he can instruct those who pick the mountain to plant more herbs.

Yes, not collecting, but helping to breed.

As for the artificial cultivation of herbal medicines, this should be avoided. The harm outweighs the benefit, which is really not advisable.

Because of the proliferation of artificial medicinal materials, the active ingredients in it are fundamentally different from those of the wild ones, which leads to confusion in the dosage of compatibility.

As a result, some of the prescriptions prescribed by old Chinese medicine practitioners did not have obvious therapeutic effects, and they thought that the medical skills were not good.

Mr. Song also gained something. He also took some of the medicines prepared by the dumb grandfather.

Although these are still undergoing clinical trials, do the medicines inherited from the King of Medicine need to be clinically tested?

Anyway, Mr. Song is convinced, especially about the first-aid pill for heart disease, Musk Pill, Mr. Song has personal experience.

One night a few days ago, he suffered from angina, and the mute grandpa stuffed a musk heart-saving pill into his mouth, and the symptoms disappeared.

In the next few days, after taking a few more doses of the decoction, he obviously felt that his body functions seemed to have become younger.

The next day, Liu Qingshan sent the guests from Hong Kong Island to the county seat, and both sides bid farewell.

When leaving the small mountain village of Jiapigou, Director Fan looked at the vast mountains to the north and sighed deeply:

"Only in this mountain, Yunshen doesn't know where to go."