The Ye family scattered a few bottles of medicinal wine, contacted several new contacts, and got the news.
"It turns out it's him." Ye Mao said.
"It should be him." There was a piece of paper in front of Ye Ming, with five names written on it. Marshal Ma was one of them, and he was the most suspicious person written at the front.
"Brother Shen has said before that this person is just upright on the surface, but he does evil things behind the scenes and makes trouble. He can use any means and cannot make friends with him," Ye Ming said.
Ye Zhenguo nodded happily. With these two grandsons, the Ye family could prosper for another 30 years. Now with Hua Zhao's help, he didn't dare to think how far the Ye family could go.
.......
Hua Zhao has been looking for an opportunity to have a good talk with grandpa these two days.
Xiaoqin caught a cold that day, so Zhang Guilan didn't go out to fry popcorn. Dawei and the others were also at home with her. They hadn't spent time with their mother for a long time.
Hua Qiang and Ye Shu also had a day off.
Ye Shu went out shopping, euphemistically called buying new year's goods, but there was still one and a half months until the New Year.
Hua Zhao finally found the opportunity and came to see his grandfather alone.
Serving tea and pouring water, I stayed there for a long time.
Hua Qiang was anxious: "Ye Shen finally has a vacation. Go and accompany him. Why are you here?"
"Ahem, grandpa, I have something to say." Hua Zhao actually hasn't figured out what to say until now.
"Oh, then tell me, grandpa, listen." Hua Qiang turned off the radio.
Hua Zhao took a deep breath: "It's about our family's ginseng..."
"Yes." Hua Qiang nodded. She finally remembered to tell him that the news about thousand-year-old ginseng came out a few days ago, which really shocked him, but he didn't ask anything.
"Actually, our family has a lot of ginseng, some that are hundreds of years old, thousands of years old, or even ten thousand years old..." Hua Zhao murmured.
Hua Qiang was curious: "Ten thousand years? What is it like?"
Hua Zhao opened a box that she brought in. It was a rectangular box made of wood, like a small suitcase. She had carried it in with one hand before.
There are hundreds of ginseng trees densely packed inside, and each one is wrapped with red thread to prevent their roots from getting entangled.
At the top there is a thick ginseng tree as thick as a child's arm, golden in color and shimmering.
This is not the same batch as the ones she showed Ye Shen before. She planted them again when she had time.
We agreed to guarantee the supply of medicinal wine for 20 years, so of course we had to have some inventory on hand.
Even if Hua Qiang had a vivid imagination, he would be frightened.
He just stared at her, not knowing what to say.
Hua Zhao didn't know what to say.
"Anyway, our family has these," she said. Let grandpa figure out exactly how they are.
She didn't dare to say anything about supernatural powers. She was afraid that her grandfather wouldn't be able to accept her and would classify her as a non-human being.
But it doesn't look like a human being now.
Hua Qiang blinked a few times and closed the box with his own hands. The surprise on his face was gone and he calmly said to Hua Zhao: "Yes, our family has these. Your grandfather and I are masters of digging ginseng, and our ancestors are all like this."
It's a family inheritance. Now that you are the only one in the Hua family, I will pass it on to you. You should keep it well."
"Oh." Hua Zhao's eyes immediately turned red.
She had expected this to be the case. Grandpa was so old that he had seen everything and was not that curious.
In the past, Hua Zhao was so stupid that her grandfather would dote on her in every possible way. Now that she is so good, there is no reason for her grandpa not to dote on her even more.
"Go on, go on, let's play with Ye Shen." Hua Qiang started to chase people again: "I want to eat braised fish for lunch."
"Okay!" Hua Zhao smiled happily, and a big stone was removed from his heart.
...
The weather is getting colder and colder, but Huazhao's house is getting more and more lively.