Zhang Lang held the book and felt excited. He thought of the twenty-four puppies in his family.

According to the book, this dog food can promote bone development and strengthen muscles and bones.

Zhang Lang had the urge to start cooking dog food immediately.

The next morning, the white mist covered the entire Xilong Mountain. Zhang Lang followed his master and finished his morning class with the morning glow that broke through the white mist and sprinkled on the top of the mountain.

After breakfast, Zhang Lang did not rush down the mountain. He took the "Dog Sutra" to find Taoist Master Qingyuan and said excitedly: "Master, look at me and found this. There is a dog food recipe here. Look at it that can strengthen the muscles and bones of dogs and promote bone development... Is it very powerful?"

Qingyuan glanced at him and cursed with a smile: "In the past, I was reluctant to work hard when I taught you medical skills. Now I am embarrassed to take it out. You, a ignorant person, have used such things as treasures."

"ah?"

"What? You can just find an old Chinese doctor to match this kind of dog food. What's so strange about it?" Taoist Master Qingyuan said disdainfully.

After saying that, he continued to scold, "You are not allowed to read any miscellaneous books tonight class, so you can memorize the daughter of the daughter!"

"I know, Master." Zhang Lang was so playful in his previous life. The master always refused to work hard, and it was too late to regret it later.

"How old is the man? I've got a roomful of dogs. I turned around and sent the dog to the mountain, then got a wild boar and two bags of flour to come up." Taoist Master Qingyuan explained.

"I understand... Thank you, Master!" Zhang Lang excitedly agreed to know that the master was going to help him cook dog food and train puppies.

Dogs have a high status in Taoism. There is a technique of controlling beasts in Taoism. Taoist Master Qingyuan is also an expert in training dogs.

Taking the medicine prepared by the master for his father, mother and godmother, Zhang Lang walked down the mountain in the morning mist.

Zhang Lang went home first and handed the medicine to his parents, "Dad, this is your medicine. Let my sister-in-law help you decoct the medicine. Mom, this is your medicine for you and your godmother. The master prescribes medicinal food for you. Wrap it in gauze and stew it with the old hen. Just drink a bowl of it every day."

In fact, there is no need for Zhang Lang to explain. Who can’t decoct medicine in the countryside in the past?

"My health is fine, what medicine should I take!" Zhang's mother felt a little sorry for the old hen at home and was unwilling to take medicinal food.

"Yes... wolf cub, my godmother's body is fine. Now she has a better life and her mood is better. If you give birth to a grandson for us, your mother and I will get better without taking medicine." My godmother said to Zhang Lang with a smile, and looked at Tang Feifei from time to time.

Zhang Lang was speechless, "Okay, these two old ladies are fine now, I'm thinking about his marriage."

"Dad, mom, godmother, sister-in-law, you are busy, I'll leave first, there's still something going on in the village." Zhang Lang quickly retreated.

"Why is this kid so thin-skinned... and run away as soon as he says." The godmother looked at Zhang Lang's back and said with a smile and shaking.

"Don't look at the wolf cub being very powerful in the village, but he went to join the army at fifteen and was with a group of big men. Then he understood this!" Zhang's mother looked at Tang Feifei, who was a little sad, and explained.

"What I said is... Feifei, why don't you take the initiative?" Godmother followed.

"Mom... I'm going to the village to help cook!" Tang Feifei also blushed and retreated.

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After entering the village, Zhang Lang was concerned about the first ray of morning glow during morning class, so he got up early.

After going home and taking a walk, the laborers in the village started to work.

"Shanzhu, continue to crack the blasting hole at the entrance of the village today." Zhang Lang shouted at Dong Shanzhu who was preparing to work and explained.

"I understand, Uncle Wolf!" Dong Shanzhu nodded and agreed.

"Tell everyone, you must pay attention to safety!" Zhang Lang explained again before letting Dong Shanzhu go.

"Three uncles, Fourth uncle, please keep an eye on the affairs of the village. I'll go to Qijiawo Shop in the morning." Zhang Lang found the third uncle and Fourth uncle again.

"What? Is there something wrong with going to your grandma's house?"

"Well, my master saw my father sick and said it would be better to have Laoshan ginseng! I'll go to my grandma's house to see if I can find Laoshan ginseng." Zhang Lang explained.

"Then go quickly! The old fifth brother has suffered. Speaking of which, the old fifth brother's illness was caused by the village's repair of the reservoir." When he heard that it was to find medicine for Zhang's father, his third uncle urged Zhang Lang to go quickly.

"Well, then I'll go."

"Go quickly! There are two old guys in the village." The fourth uncle waved his hand and asked Zhang Lang to go quickly.

Seeing his younger brother suffer over the years, he felt uncomfortable as an older brother.

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When I came to my grandfather, I told my grandfather about the need to treat my father's illness, and my grandfather began to think about it while smoking a cigarette.

My son-in-law turned out to be a famous man in this village. He built a reservoir that winter and fell ill, but it was a pity that his old daughter also suffered.

Now that he has the chance to cure it, Grandpa Zhang Lang is of course concerned.

"It's okay to say that this old ginseng is. Several old ginsengs in our village should have hidden a few of them." Grandpa Zhang Lang was sucking cigarettes for a long time before he spoke: "But if this tiger bone had been in the early years, he could have gone into the forest to beat one. Now the country will not allow it to beat it, so there is really nowhere to look for it."

"Grandpa, it's enough to have Laoshan ginseng. I'll look back and think of other ways to do tiger bones. Go and ask me quickly. You can ask me how much money you can." I didn't have hope for tiger bones, but now it's good to have Laoshan ginseng. Zhang Lang excitedly urged grandpa to ask quickly.

"Don't worry, don't worry, grandpa will ask you now." As he said that, grandpa Zhang Lang stood up, knocked a cigarette pot on the soles of his shoes, and went out to find someone to ask about ginseng.

"Oh! Bless the gods, bless the gods, my poor child is finally saved." Grandma Zhang Lang bowed to the sky.

"Madam, this is not blessed by the gods, it is my master." Zhang Lang said with a smile.

"Bah! Bah! Don't talk nonsense, your master was sent by a god. A child is ignorant, don't blame the gods! Don't blame the gods!" Zhang Lang's grandma hit Zhang Lang gently and blamed him for talking nonsense. If he offended the gods, blame him for being blamed.

"Okay! Grandma is right, it is the blessing of the gods, and let my master come to save the suffering." Zhang Lang had no choice but to follow his grandma's words.

The country has destroyed the four olds and eliminated feudal superstitions for so many years, but it still cannot stop the elderly from awe of gods and Buddhas.

Before Zhang Lang was allowed to wait, grandpa came back with a red cloth bag.

"Here, it's all here. Let your master see if these are suitable." Grandpa Zhang Lang put the red cloth bag on the table.

"Let me see!" Zhang Lang was also curious about what the old mountain ginseng wrapped in red cloth looked like solemnly.

As the old saying goes, ginseng is a ginseng of seven liang, eight liang is a treasure. It means that ginseng can grow to more than 8 liang and is relatively precious. Those with more than 8 liang are called treasures, ginseng with less than 7 liang is more common, and those with less than 7 liang are called ginseng.

The old saying goes, Baliang is not not a modern weighing. In the past, people often used half a pound to describe two things as the same. Why do they say that? It turns out that the scales used by our ancestors were sixteen ounces per pound, so half a pound and Baliang are the same.

According to the current weighing, even if it is more than half a pound, it is a treasure or ginseng treasure, it is also called a ginseng doll.

Speaking of ginseng dolls, there are many stories about ginseng dolls circulating among the people in Northeast China.

It is said that a long time ago, there was a small mountain village in Changbai Mountain. There was a family in the village, with only grandma and little grandson. The little grandson was named Xiaohuzi, and the two depended on each other for their own lives.

One year, the elderly grandma fell seriously ill, and Xiaohuzi was very anxious.

He heard that if he could find ginseng that had grown for more than a hundred years in the deep mountains and forests, he could cure his grandmother's disease. So he went into the deep mountains and forests and looked for ginseng everywhere.

But he searched for three days in a row and didn't even see the shadow of ginseng.

On the fourth day, Xiaohuzi saw a very big tree. He was so tired that he couldn't walk anymore, so he sat under the tree to rest. He didn't want to sit and fell asleep.

He had a dream, and in the dream, a chubby doll walked towards him. The fat doll had a red belly tied to its belly and a red rope hanging around its neck.

He told Xiao Huzi that he was a ginseng doll and had been growing for more than a hundred years.

Xiaohuzi woke up suddenly, lowered his head again, and found that a ginseng flower was growing not far from the root of the tree. He jumped up in surprise.

He knew that he had finally found the century-old ginseng. He immediately took out the red rope he carried with him as the old man said, and carefully tied the ginseng flowers. Because the old man said that if he didn't tie the red rope, the ginseng would run from the ground.

Xiaohuzi was very excited and rushed back immediately to tell his grandma about the good news and bring tools to dig ginseng.

But when he arrived home excitedly, it was already dark and his grandmother's illness was very serious.

That night, Xiaohuzi was sleeping and saw the chubby ginseng doll coming to him. The ginseng doll said: "Littlehuzi, you are a filial and good child. In order to save your grandmother, you looked for me everywhere. I am here now.

When you wake up tomorrow, your grandma's illness will be cured. Please untie the red rope around my neck and let me go. I will also go and save other people who need me."

The next morning, when Xiaohuzi woke up, he found that his grandmother's illness was really cured. He was very happy and told his grandmother about the dream. Grandma said, "Good child, my illness has been cured. You should go and untie the red rope on the ginseng flower."

Xiaohuzi said, OK, I'll go right away.

He quickly rushed to the big tree, untied the red rope tied to the ginseng flower, and let the ginseng doll go.

In fact, there are many such stories.

A long time ago, it was said that many ginseng grew on Mengshan in the Yimeng Mountains in southeast Shandong, where mountains and rivers are beautiful and beautiful scenery.

Two of them have lived for thousands of years and have become spiritual, and have become ginseng dolls, and often play in the mountains at night.

On a moonlit night, someone has seen them on the mountain - a man and a woman, white and chubby, with dazzling red dolls around her waist, jumping around, which is very cute.

One day, a black-hearted monk who came to beg for alms in the distance learned about this and wanted to catch the ginseng doll, so he rode a donkey and brought Qingfeng and Mingyue to Mengshan and built a small temple called Mingshan Temple.

After he came, he had no intention of chanting scriptures. He slept during the day and wandered around the mountains at night.

These two young monks chop wood, cook, mow grass, feed donkeys for him during the day, pound rice until late at night, eat leftovers, wear torn clothes, and are often beaten and scolded.

One night, the monk Heixin went out to search again. Qingfeng and Mingyue were pounding rice. He saw a man and a woman standing outside the door, two fat white dolls surrounded by red dolls. They said timidly: "Can we help you pound rice?"

The breeze and the bright moon were worried that they could not finish pounding, so they agreed. The four of them pounded the rice in a short time.

From then on, whenever the black-hearted monk went out, two babies would come to help with the work, and then play together, talking and laughing, and being very happy.

One night, the monk Heixin came back very early and found the ginseng doll playing in the house. He gently pushed open the door and grabbed it with his cat's waist, but the ginseng doll disappeared immediately.

The black-hearted monk's eyes turned a few times, and said to Qingfeng, Mingyue: "I'll give you two a needle with a strand of red thread each. When the fat baby comes again, secretly pin the needle to their red pads and loosen the thread. Then, you two can play with them often."

Qingfeng and Mingyue believed it and were happy for the middle of the night. It was night again, and the two fat babies came. They kept the fat babies and played for a while, and as ordered, they left the needle and loosened the thread.

The next morning, the monk Heixin got up early and looked forward along the winding red lines. He did not dig out ginseng dolls deep in the mountains in the evening.

The black-hearted monk was secretly happy: "Hehe, I'm going to be reborn and become an immortal..." He quietly came to the kitchen, put the ginseng doll into the pot, and brought a large stone to the lid of the pot.

When he called Qingfeng, Mingyue said, "You two just need to burn the fire, don't turn it on, otherwise it will take you two to life." After that, he took a shower and changed his clothes.
To be continued...