Walking leisurely in the mountains, Zhang Cong soon came to the edge of a medicinal field. Here was his grandmother's life savings. Next to the medicinal field was a small dirt bag.
Because it has not been repaired for a long time, the medicinal fields are overgrown with weeds, and even the graves have many messy weeds growing on them.
This is his grandmother's tomb. Her grandmother, who passed away from a serious illness, stayed by the medicine field until her death. This was her long-cherished wish, but there is not even a monument here. The continuous joy in the past two days turned out to be nothing after Zhang Cong arrived here.
Without any thoughts.
Zhang Cong placed the cooked food in his backpack in front of the soil bag and whispered: "Grandma, you have worked hard for me all your life, and you have never enjoyed happiness in your old age. But I can't even erect a monument for you until you die.
The grandson is unfilial!"
"Now that my grandson is rich, I will definitely build you the most luxurious cemetery in the country!"
While talking to the dirt bag, Zhang Cong was squatting down and cleaning the weeds on the grave. These weeds were very difficult to clean, but Zhang Cong didn't feel tired after cleaning them for a long time. This was due to yesterday's marrow cleansing.
Thanks to his great achievements, his physical strength now is no longer the same as before.
Looking at the medicinal field in front of the soil bag, Zhang Cong bared his teeth. With the small white bottle, these barren herbs can be turned into treasure. It is already approaching dusk, and a faint moon appears on the horizon. Zhang Cong said:
I got lazy and took out the small white bottle and put it in the field.
A little dim green light appeared, gathered crazily outside the bottle, and slowly floated into the bottle. Zhang Cong smiled. On the mountain, the small white bottle collected spiritual energy faster than in the yard. After a while, the bottle
So I accumulated half a bottle of spiritual liquid.
Looking at the half bottle of green liquid that had gathered again, Zhang Cong was also very excited, and immediately began to look for its target. The farmland where grandma planted medicinal materials was not large. It was estimated that it was only two acres in size, and there were large gaps between the medicinal herbs.
distance.
Because the things being planted are very complex, there is a fear that the medicinal properties will be mixed up, or the medicinal materials will only absorb nutrients from each other, which is not conducive to growth. This is the same as the branches and leaves of trees that are too lush and need to be pruned.
Zhang Cong also has some pharmacological knowledge after growing medicinal materials with his grandmother for more than 20 years.
Soon he chose his target, an old wild ginseng!
This old wild ginseng is not very old, and its planting cycle is only a few months. Wild ginseng is not as precious as ginseng, but it is considered a good medicinal material in this medicinal field.
The green liquid dripped into the soil bag where the wild ginseng was located. Just like the previous scene of the growth of Ganoderma lucidum, the outcropping of the wild ginseng became stronger and stronger. Looking at this scene, Zhang Cong thought to himself, "It's not good!"
"Things like wild ginseng will run away when they get older!"
This is what my grandma told me. If you want to ask what is the most effective among various herbs, it is ginseng. Grandma said that ginseng absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon. When it gets older, it becomes a spirit and can turn into a villain and run away.
, this is the "soul" in ginseng. If a ginseng loses its soul, it will be worthless.
Therefore, when harvesting large ginseng, you must prepare a red thread and tie it to the ginseng when the ginseng is not paying attention, so that the ginseng cannot 'escape'.
Wild ginseng is not as good as ginseng, but it can run away when it is old enough. How could he, a herbal farmer who has been growing herbal medicine for more than 20 years, not understand this? Zhang Cong then stopped pouring the liquid and took out a few ginseng from the cloth bag.
String.
Carefully putting aside the soil bag, several thick roots appeared in front of him. Zhang Cong tied the thin thread to the roots of the wild ginseng, and then continued to pour the liquid. What he poured was almost the same as the Ganoderma lucidum he poured yesterday.
Zhang Cong also stopped. There was not much liquid in the small porcelain bottle. He put the small bottle away. He carefully held the thin string and pulled hard. The wild ginseng jumped, faintly. Zhang Cong actually still
I heard the sound of a child crying.
I looked at the ginseng in my hand in shock. What my grandma said was true. This ginseng really has spiritual powers!
Zhang Cong originally thought about taking the wild ginseng to exchange for money. According to the landlady, this time he would have to pay two hundred taels of silver for the wild ginseng.
But then I thought about it, since I want to marry Zhang Xiaohua, money alone is not enough. I also have to think about a decent betrothal gift. Ordinary people will give cloth, and those with a little money will give gold, silver, and carriages; some wealthy families will also give gifts.
Will send it to the mansion.
But these, after all, have no intention. Looking at the wild ginseng in my hand, isn't it the best gift for me?
He could have exchanged the wild ginseng for money, and then spent the money to buy a chariot and horse mansion to marry Xiao Hua, but the combined value of these things would not be too expensive. You must know that chariots and horses are easy to buy, and mansions are easy to build, but two hundred years
Wild ginseng is rare but hard to come by.
Thinking about it, he decided to bring the wild ginseng to Xiaohua's door early tomorrow morning as a betrothal gift!
But at this time, the wild ginseng in his hand suddenly sobbed, and he was so frightened that he quickly threw the wild ginseng to the ground.
"Can it actually move?"
It’s so weird, the rumor that Chinese wild ginseng has magical powers is really not true!
"Let me go..."
Um?
Crouching down, he faintly heard someone talking on the ground.
Looking at the wild ginseng tied with a red rope on the ground, he smiled and said, "You can really talk?"
"Please, let me go..."
The voice of wild ginseng was like that of a baby, and Zhang Cong couldn't bear it.
"If I let you go, how can I get a wife?"
"I'm going to give you as a betrothal gift to Xiaohua."
He grinned and said, "Don't worry, Aunt Cuihua won't eat you. She must have sold it for money. But whether the person who bought you will eat you...I can't say for sure."
Upon hearing this, the ginseng on the ground suddenly twitched a few times and wanted to run away, but there was a rope tied around his body, so he had no choice but to say helplessly: "Please let me go, I... I can tell you a secret!"
Um?
He said with great interest: "What secrets can you, a native mountain ginseng, know? It's better to stop struggling and come to Xiaohua's house with me honestly tomorrow morning."
"I really know!"
"Would you like to hear it?"
"Let me go first, and I'll tell you later."
Zhang Cong looked with interest at the wild ginseng that was half exposed and twitching in the pit, and his eyes couldn't help but turn around a few times.
"How do I know if you are lying to me?
Either you tell me first, or you come with me to see Xiaohua’s mother.”
Zhang Cong has long heard that these refined wild ginsengs are extremely powerful. They can not only escape from the ground, but are also much smarter than humans.
At present, this ginseng wants Zhang Cong to untie the rope from his body first, but Zhang Cong himself knows very well.
If you help this wild ginseng untie its rope, maybe it will escape right under your nose in an instant.
Zhang Cong knew in his heart that the amount of spiritual liquid he poured into the ginseng was similar to the amount of Ganoderma lucidum poured into it yesterday.
In other words, the ginseng in front of you has a full two hundred years of cultivation.
Zhang Cong is sure that this mountain ginseng has mastered the art of escaping from the earth at this moment.
If you untie the rope of the ginseng and the ginseng escapes, then you will really be helpless against it.
"I really won't lie to you. I can swear a poisonous oath... If I lie to you, I will be struck by five thunderbolts from heaven."
Shan Shen just heard Zhang Cong's words and immediately understood that Zhang Cong was determined to use her as a betrothal gift.
While he was constantly fiddling with the thin red rope on his body, he said to Zhang Cong with a cry-like voice and a pleading voice.
"Please let me go, if you eat me..."
Before Shan Shen could finish speaking, Zhang Cong pouted, interrupted and said, "If you want to say it, say it quickly. I want to consider whether the value of the secret you mentioned is more precious than yours."
"I said, I said, on the cliff of a towering mountain about a hundred miles away from here to the east, there is a very precious natural treasure growing on it. The value of the natural treasure is much more precious than mine.
I can feel the existence of Zhu Tiancai Dibao.
Because every night when the moonlight is at its strongest, it emits pressure that covers a hundred miles in radius.
This kind of pressure is like a real thing to all plants, I can't feel it wrong..."
"How do I know what you said is true? If you lie to me, not only will my trip be in vain, but I will also lose such a good gift from you."
