Chapter 12 Power Pill

Ergouzi summarized his experience in cooking pig food and figured out how to make Daliwan.

It's definitely not feasible to use white rice for everything. Others who have been eating rice their whole lives will definitely be able to eat it in one bite.

You need to add some wild vegetables into it.

He picked up the hoe and walked to the edge of the rice field, where a small patch of wild vegetables was planted.

It was still the drumstick he had transplanted before.

Because there is food to eat now, except for pouring some water every day, he has not dug it out to eat.

At this moment, when I hoeed down, I discovered that the chicken legs in the soil had grown thicker than my fist. When I dug them all out, a single plant was more than a foot long.

Pick up a chicken leg and peel off the skin. The inside is white and crystal clear, and you can take a bite of it, which is crisp and sweet.

Originally very common wild vegetables were cultivated with gourd water, and they can grow so big and taste so delicious.

According to the estimation of the growth of these chicken drumsticks, the yield is much higher than that of rice cultivation.

He plans to reclaim other wasteland next time and try growing some drumsticks.

At this time, Ergouzi dug up some chicken legs, washed them, chopped them with vegetable leaves, and cooked them in a pot with rice.

Then pour these things on a smooth stone slab, crush it repeatedly with stones, and beat it.

Finally it turned into a big lump of light yellow-green mud.

Ergouzi grabbed a ball and stuffed it into his mouth, and found that besides not looking good, it tasted quite delicious, soft and glutinous, with a bit of sweetness.

Then roll the mud into thumb-sized balls and dry them in the sun.

After drying, he tried a few more. They were hard and chewy, but the more they chewed, the more delicious they became.

To be honest, Ergouzi was not satisfied with the finished product.

Because there is no medicinal smell at all, it tastes too good.

It may be difficult for people to believe that it is sold as a powerful pill based on this appearance.

This is all we can do for the time being, and we will think of some way in the future to mix in some immortal medicinal materials to make the finished product darker and more unpalatable.

Put it into the gourd first, and when you want to eat it, just pour a few out and eat it, it's very convenient.

Take it to the market in a few days and try selling it. At least no one will be able to recognize what materials he used.

In a few days, he rubbed a bunch of Dali Pills in his hands, dried them and put them into a gourd for storage.

After being stored in gourd for three days, this kind of powerful pill has the same effect as rice. It can increase strength and strengthen the vitality of the body.

On this day, he went to the town to copy dozens of words with Li Banxian. After finishing, he went to the market to set up a stall selling Dali Pills for 10 yuan a pill.

As a result, not only was he unable to sell a single pill, but he was also ridiculed.

Others ridiculed him for not learning well at a young age and just trying to cheat by getting something.

Some scoundrels even asked him that other people who were juggling and selling medicine would break big rocks on their chests, so he insisted on dragging Er Gouzi to perform a trick of breaking bricks with his head and breaking big rocks on his chest.

The onlookers also started mocking and hooting, leaving him disgraced and embarrassed.

In the end, I could only close the stall hastily and left the market with a red face.

On the way home, he was in a very depressed mood. Everyone selling fake medicine could sell it, but he was selling real medicine, but no one believed it.

When passing through Snake Creek Village, a girl with red ribbons tied around her maids jumped up to him.

"Brother Gouzi!"

"Xiao'ezi!"

They hadn't seen each other for more than half a year. He almost didn't recognize his cousin as he had grown taller, but the two of them were still the same as before, with no biological identity.

"Brother Gouzi, do you have food to eat now? Are you hungry?"

"Wait for me here. There's still some leftover food at home. I'll go back and get it."

Xiao'ezi said and was about to turn around and go back, but was grabbed by Ergouzi.

"Xiao'ezi, I rented a few acres of land on Shekou Mountain, and now I have food to eat."

"Oh, that's good, as long as you have food to eat!"

Xiao'ezi seemed to have finally let go of what had been hanging on her for a long time, but then she thought of all the legends about Shekou Mountain.

"Brother Gouzi, I heard that there is a snake demon on Shekou Mountain. Have you seen it?"

Children are a little afraid of the snake demon legend, but more of them are curious.

"No, maybe it's just a story made up by old people to scare children."

Ergouzi shook his head. He really didn't notice anything unusual.

"Oh, by the way, you beat my second brother last time. He cried at home for a whole day and didn't even go out. He didn't even go to school."

"Hehehe..."

Xiao'ezi remembered that his second brother's face was swollen like a pig's head after he was beaten last time, and he couldn't help laughing.

"You should also be careful. My elder brother said he would beat you, and he also said he would beat you every time..."

The two stood on the roadside chatting for a long time and had a great time.

When the two were about to say goodbye, Er Gouzi thought of those unsold Dali Pills.

Since I couldn't sell them anyway, it would be a good idea to give some to Xiao'ezi as snacks, so I immediately took out a pack.

"What's this?"

"Daliwan, I bought it at the market. It is said that after taking it, it can break bricks on the head and break boulders on the chest!"

Ergouzi was too embarrassed to tell his embarrassing story, so he made an excuse.

"Oh! You were deceived. It doesn't look like a pill. The color is wrong and it doesn't smell like medicine at all."

"Let's go and settle the score with him! Get the money back."

Xiao'ezi pulled Ergouzi and was about to leave. Wherever Ergouzi dared to go, the secret would be revealed.

"If you don't go, that person will have left long ago!"

"I've tried it, and it tastes pretty good. Let's just keep it as snacks. What if it works?"

"Oh well."

Xiao Ezi was still a little unwilling, but there was nothing she could do. She picked up a grain and put it in her mouth and chewed it slowly. She found that the taste was really good, very chewy, and the more she chewed, the more fragrant it became.

After saying goodbye to Xiao Ezi, she went to Huang Laocai's house.

The rent was about to be paid, so she came to take a look first.

When she walked into Huang Laocai's house, she saw that his yard, hall, and room were all piled with golden rice.

In addition to some of the land that Huang Laocai rented out, he also planted more than 100 acres of his own land. Now it was the autumn harvest, and there was too much food to store at home.

So he had to deal with the food at home first, free up some space, and then collect rent.

"Ergou, you came at the right time. Come with me to the county town in five days."

"Okay, what's the matter with the boss?"

Ergou agreed very readily.

"It's autumn harvest time, I have to go to the county government to pay taxes, we don't have enough manpower, I need your help."

"Don't worry, I will come when the time comes."

When Er Gou heard that he was going to the county town, he was actually quite excited.

He had grown up and the farthest he had been was Sanchazi Town.

I heard that the houses in the county town were two or three stories high, there were horse-drawn carriages, and there were storytellers, singers and jugglers.

I heard that the biggest official in the county town was the county magistrate.

I heard that the county magistrate had meat for every meal, and he had to ride a big sedan chair every time he went out, and the servants in the county government all wore flowery clothes.

In the past, in Sancha Town, he had only seen brides from wealthy families riding in sedan chairs, and he had never seen a carriage.

In his childhood imagination, the county magistrate sat in a big sedan chair, holding a chicken leg in his left hand and a bottle of honey water in his right hand, which was very majestic!

Looking back now, my childhood was still too naive.

Also, the people in Sanchazi Town were ignorant and didn't recognize his powerful pills, so he might be able to sell them in the county town.

Moreover, the county town was so far away, so he could sell things more freely without worrying about being found on Shekou Mountain.

He had to save money as soon as possible and buy the land on Shekou Mountain from Huang Laocai, so that he could feel at ease.