Hearing what Wang Liansheng blurted out, several people present were even more shocked: "What? Centennial ginseng?"
Zhao Wenzhuo looked even more disbelieving. He pushed Wang Liansheng, who was in shock, and asked, "Is it true? Don't bluff me."
When Wang Liansheng came back to his senses, he looked at the doubtful looks of the old brothers and was unhappy at that time. This was because they didn't believe his eyes!
"What am I trying to fool you about? This is a 100-year-old ginseng. It's absolutely unmistakable. I saw a 50-year-old ginseng at my father-in-law's place. It was much smaller than this one." In order to prove what he said, Wang Liansheng even asked his old father-in-law.
Moved out.
"Hiss!" Wu Dachuan exclaimed, and then looked at Zhao Wenzhuo with bright eyes, making Zhao Wenzhuo take two steps back subconsciously.
"Old Zhao, are we brothers?" After these few days of getting along, the estrangement between Wu Dachuan and his brothers due to so many years of separation disappeared, and they soon changed their names.
Zhao Wenzhuo was so frightened by Wu Dachuan's appearance that he frowned, and the veins on his forehead couldn't help but pop up: "If you have anything to say, just say it, this look is quite scary."
"Hey hey hey!" Wu Dachuan rubbed his hands, not caring at all about the hint in Zhao Wenzhuo's words, and said flatteringly: "Old Zhao, our eldest nephew is so filial, look, can you help me ask him, I will pay and
Can you please help him brew some medicinal materials for me?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone reacted instantly.
Centennial ginseng is indeed rare, but with their current connections and status, if they really wanted to find it, it wouldn't be impossible to find it.
As for money, there is no need to worry. The unexpected fortune that a group of brothers encountered back then has not been spent much now.
If nothing else, that money is more than enough to buy a century-old ginseng.
After reacting, everyone turned their attention away from the wine jar and turned around to surround Zhao Wenzhuo.
A group of middle-aged men surrounded Zhao Wenzhuo, showing various smiles.
This time it was Wang Liansheng who was the first to speak: "Old Zhao, this matter will trouble my eldest nephew."
Seeing their appearance, Zhao Wenzhuo couldn't help but raise his hands and said in disgust: "Gungun! That's my nephew. What does it have to do with you? I really don't know what the word "seeing outside" means!"
After hearing this, Director Wu also joined in: "That's not what I said. What is our relationship? We are brothers! Then your eldest nephew is my eldest nephew, isn't it? Please, our eldest nephew, please.
Nothing to see outside."
Zhao Wenzhuo was choked by Director Wu's shameless words. He raised his head and looked at Director Wu in disbelief, knowing for the first time that the other party could actually act rogue.
However, Zhao Wenzhuo can also understand the mood of a group of good brothers. After all, for people like them, who wouldn't want medicinal wine that can maintain their health.
Even if you can bear it yourself, how can you bear it if you can watch your old father and daughter-in-law suffer?
In the past, I didn't know and there was no hope, but now I finally see a glimmer of hope, but I have to grab it quickly.
After Zhao Wenzhuo thought for a while, he said directly: "Don't get excited first. I have to go back and ask Xiaoyu first if he made the medicinal wine. What if he asked someone to make it?
When the time comes, I will get a shaved head - it will be embarrassing if my head is hot."
Zhao Wenzhuo felt that this point must be made clear, lest things fail to get done in the end and there would be further complaints.
All the old brothers quickly understood Zhao Wenzhuo's thoughts and directly patted their chests and promised: "We have been brothers for so many years, don't you understand my temper? If this thing can be accomplished, I must thank my eldest nephew.
, the failure is because we don’t have that luck.”
"Okay, I'll ask Xiaoyu when he comes back."
After Zhao Wenzhuo finished speaking, he looked at the century-old ginseng in the jar and trembled with distress.
He just said, why is the effect so good?
Is it possible that medicinal wine brewed with century-old ginseng will not be effective?
Zhao Wenzhuo wanted to slap himself in the mouth now. Why did he drink it so fast? Can't he taste it slowly?
His ginseng wine!
Seeing Zhao Wenzhuo's distressed look, all the old brothers couldn't help but laugh. In any case, they took advantage of this matter today.
At this time, Wu Dachuan put forward his own idea: "How about you add more wine to it, maybe it will still be effective."
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Wenzhuo's eyes lit up instantly.
Yes, how could such a precious medicinal material be soaked just once?
No matter what, I have to soak it ten to eight times to soak the medicine completely.
Even if the medicine is not as good as the first few times, it will always have some effect.
And after knowing the effect, his wife would not even let him drink this wine.
Thinking of this, Zhao Wenzhuo immediately laughed.
The brothers next to me also patted their chests and promised to find him some good wine, and I asked him to make medicinal wine.
A group of middle-aged men said so. As for whether they thought about drinking a few sips of wine, only they themselves knew.
When Zhang Yu came home that night, he saw his uncle holding the jar with a distressed look on his face.
Seeing Zhang Yu come in, Zhao Wenzhuo's eyes lit up, and then he told what happened today.
Seeing his uncle's distressed look, Zhang Yu smiled and shook his head, and then promised to give him another cup.
Hearing what Zhang Yu said, Zhao Wenzhuo hesitated.
"Xiaoyu, I have to pay for the medicinal materials." After saying that, he took out a bankbook and stuffed it into Zhang Yu's hand.
"Take the money, the password is on the back."
"Okay." Knowing that if he didn't accept the money, his uncle would definitely not accept the medicinal wine again, so Zhang Yu accepted it.
At worst, I can just wait until my eldest brother and the others get married and find a way to make up for it.
Zhang Guifang, who was listening to all this, couldn't help but feel distressed when she heard that it was a century-old ginseng: "If I had known it was a century-old ginseng, I would have hidden it long ago. How could I just leave it in the storage room like this?"
At this time, Zhang Guifang didn't know whether to feel sorry for the ginseng wine that had been consumed, or to be grateful that she had discovered it now.
Otherwise, if the family doesn't take it seriously, who knows when the jar of wine will be taken out?
Zhang Guifang didn't know anything else, but he knew that the yellow mud sealing the wine jar fell off, and the wine would definitely not last long.
But even if she thinks so, Zhang Guifang still feels distressed, but ginseng, century-old ginseng!
Facing the two people's distress, Zhang Yu shook his head and said: "It's not a century-old ginseng, it's a 50-year-old ginseng."
"I was born in the 1950s, Xiaoyu, please stop comforting me. Even your uncle Wang recognized it."
Zhang Yu explained with a smile: "That is indeed not a century-old ginseng, but it is in a special location, so it grows bigger. If you don't believe it, you can look carefully at the reed head and count the numbers. It is definitely not more than 50 years old."
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Is it true? The two of them still didn’t believe it.