Of course, in addition to medicinal materials, if there are other mountain products, Jiang Songhai will not be foolishly obsessed with herbs.

After another walk, the mountain road is a little steeper than before.

Moreover, different from the beautiful flowers at the foot of the mountain, the mountain is a picturesque scenery.

Although there are roads, no one has walked through except Jiang Songhai, so it is very narrow, and some sections are covered by weeds.

On the side of the road, there are occasionally steep rocks, or a few wild fruit trees. The deciduous layer is very thick. Looking up, the sky is divided by tall and luxuriant branches.

All kinds of leaves, plants with different attitudes.

Jiang Xiao thinks everything is new and ridiculous. He is a villager in the mountain village. He has never been to the mountain before. It is a joke to say that he used to be a villager.

Therefore, although there is no harvest, Jiang Xiao has felt that this trip is worthwhile.

Of course, the herbs still need to be found.

"Little, tired?"

"Not tired."

Jiang Songhai looked back at Jiang Xiao in surprise.

They have been walking for nearly an hour, and there are still half an hour's mountain road. Before, Jiang Xiao's eyes were red and his feet were sore. Now he said he was not tired?

He thought it must be Jiang Xiao who was afraid of him and didn't tell the truth.

"A few more steps up, there is a wild camellia, which should still be in bloom now."

Jiang Xiao can't laugh or cry. Does grandfather want her to enjoy the flowers?

However, a piece of Camellia should be very beautiful, it is also good to have a look.

"There are some herbs in that piece. I'll teach you to recognize them later."

Hearing this, Jiang Xiao's eyes brightened.

It has been climbing the mountain for half an hour, and my grandfather has not done anything. Jiang Xiao is a little disappointed. Before that, she thought there would be a harvest when she went up the mountain.

About another seven or eight minutes later, Jiang Xiao's eyes lit up.

A camellia is in full bloom, a variety of different shades of red flowers, one after another beautiful delicate, heavy petals, gorgeous as brocade.

She had seen Camellia in the park before, and there were not many artificial plants. She was not as charming as the wild flowers in front of her.

Jiang Xiao's hands itched again, and she felt that there was another place for sketching.

"Grandfather, these Camellia are so beautiful. When will they open?" Jiang Xiao ran to the past with burning eyes and tried to smell the flowers.

"Generally, camellia blossom from January to April," Jiang Songhai took his shovel out of the basket and was ready to look for herbs. "But our climate is good, and Baigu mountain is spiritual. The flowering period is longer. It is estimated that it will still be open in early May."

Otherwise, why does he always say that Baigu mountain is Baoshan?

He had seen many herbs blooming after flowering, and the fruit was bigger than normal. He said that the Baigu mountain was full of treasures.

Jiang Xiao's heart is happy, there is still time for her to make money to buy painting paper. Sketching is a must!

"Little, you have a rest first. Don't run around. Grandfather is looking for herbs." Jiang Songhai looked around and felt that there was no danger, so he told Jiang Xiao.

There should be no problem getting to this place.

Before going out, he pasted two pieces of snake repellent paste on Jiang Xiao's lower leg, and small snakes should also avoid them.

This is what he prepared last night. This kind of snake repellent cream is also made by him and unique to the Jiang family. Without this kind of thing, Jiang Songhai would not dare to go to Baigu mountain at will.

Jiang Xiao naturally responded.

However, as soon as Jiang Songhai turned away, Jiang Xiao saw that beyond the camellia, there was a very different camellia.

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