Chang Li took an original ginseng root and leisurely found the hut where the little boy lived.
The hut is simple and rough, and some herbs are dried in some hidden places.
When Changli walked in, he could smell a not too strong smell of Chinese medicine.
He was carrying a root of ginseng just like a root of radish, and the perfect roots were dangling in the air from time to time, as if they could fly away with the wind in the next moment.
When Changli arrived, Lin was making chicken soup.
The chicken soup made from pheasants is naturally not as fragrant as domestic chicken, but it would be nice to have chicken these days.
While Lin Zheng was swallowing his saliva, he put wolfberry, poria and other things into the chicken soup, which were secretly given to him by his grandfather's old friend.
Seeing Chang Li coming, he was still a little surprised, and asked nervously: "What's the matter with you?"
His hands and feet moved uncomfortably.
He was afraid that the child would regret it and take the pheasant back.
Chang Li looked at Lin Zheng who looked embarrassed and showed him the ginseng in his hand: "Can you handle this?"
The Taiwei Realm couldn't be opened, and his cultivation realm at this time was not enough.
Void Creation couldn't do it, and he couldn't even get a single vessel, so he asked Lin Zheng to help.
The reason why he found such an irrelevant outsider was because there was no one like him in this area.
He could have asked the mountain to conjure some utensils out of thin air for him, but that was not necessary.
Since someone was there to help him, why bother himself?
Lin Zheng looked at Xuzi dragging the long ginseng, and his eyes were more than surprised.
He asked confusedly: "This, this is a sun-dried radish."
He knew what he was saying was nonsense, but this ginseng had really long beards and a perfect shape.
It looked extraordinary at first glance.
How could it appear in the hands of a child in the mountains?
Chang Li glanced at him: "There's nothing wrong with your eyes."
No matter how dry the radishes are in the sun, they won't become this thin.
What do you think of those fat, white and blessed-looking radishes?
Lin Zheng: "Oh, oh, oh."
He seemed to be sleepwalking, and the words in his mouth were like a rooster crowing.
Changli: "Can you?"
Even before, when the conditions at home were relatively good, Lin Zheng had never encountered ginseng of such good quality, so at this time Lin Zheng felt really at a loss.
He walked three steps at a time and walked three steps away from the distance: "I'm not very good at this."
Changli: “Then does your grandfather know how to do it?
Lin Zheng: "It's probably possible."
Chang Li said oh, and then carried the ginseng as if he were carrying a chicken and walked into the house.
Lin Zheng couldn't stop him.
He followed Chang Li with light steps, as if he was walking on the clouds.
What happened today was really a bit dreamy.
There was a wooden bed made of wood in the room, which was in a mess and seemed to be about to collapse at any time.
As for the remaining furniture, it was an unpainted wooden table.
This treatment, compared to other people who were sent to the bullpen, is pretty good.
The wooden bed was placed against the wall.
On the other side of the bed, there lay an old man who was weak but had clear eyes.
The moment he saw Chang Li, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then when he saw the tree root-like thing he was holding in his hand, that trace of surprise appeared on his wrinkled face.
He asked: "My child, what are you holding in your hand and what are you doing here?"
Chang Li: "Wild ginseng, I want someone to help me prepare it."
His tone was very matter-of-fact.
The old man slowly sat up while holding on to the wall, and Lin Zheng hurried up to help him.
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He: "Such a good thing, if you don't go home quickly, why are you bringing it to me?"
When Chang Li was standing far away, he wasn't sure, but now that he was closer, he could tell that it was genuine old wild ginseng.
He took a breath immediately: "You are running around with such a precious thing, be careful and lose it."
Chang Li: "I won't throw it away."
If anyone in this mountain dares to swallow his things, it would be good if he doesn't scrape a layer of skin off the mountain.
He said: "Take it home, and it won't be mine anymore.
If you help me get it done, I'll give you half."
Anyway, he didn't lack ginseng, so he would give half of it.
Old man: "Do you know how valuable this thing is?
If you bring it to me, it might be gone."
How could this kid trust an outsider he just met more than his family?
He said, "Take it home quickly, or it won't be available until later."
Chang Li glanced at him: "No."
He didn't have to worry about spitting out what he had eaten, he thought.
But looking at this man's innocent appearance, he didn't bother to scare him.
He was also afraid that it would be possible for this young man and the young man to steal his things.
He waved the ginseng in front of the old man: "Can you help me?"
The old man hesitated for a while, and after speculating on Changli's intention for a long time, he slowly said: "It's not impossible, it's just..."
There was some embarrassment in the words, not because of anything else, but that preparing ginseng also requires some other things.
There is nothing in this straw shed.
Even if you want to prepare it, you can only do a few simple operations, which is not of much value. , it is inevitable to feel like a waste of ginseng.
Chang Li: "" He thought for a rare moment and wanted to stare at the pit again to see if some rare medicinal materials could be drilled out there, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do it.
It would be such a troublesome thing.
Just take it for fun.
It takes too much effort to prepare.
If you think the medicine is not effective enough, you might as well get a few more.
He said: "You can just make it, I don't mind it.
Whether you want to make it into wine or stew it, making ginseng and Fuling paste is also good."
The old man: "" His eyes widened, how could he waste things like this?
He said angrily: "It's really difficult for this ginseng to grow so big.
If you keep it well, you can keep it for life.
Even if you use it urgently, you can brew it into wine.
You can use it to make ginseng and poria paste.
It's not a waste of resources."
Chang Li: "How can eating it for me be considered a waste of natural resources?"
He ignored the old man whose eyes were staring like a broken light bulb, but said to Lin Zheng: "This big radish will be soaked into wine.
I will pick it up in a month, and then I will give you half of it." ” Lin Zheng waited for a while before he realized what was happening.
He came forward with an ouch, and the ginseng in Chang Li's hand was carefully placed in the old man's hand.
The old man also carefully picked up this top-quality ginseng.
After looking at it for a few times, he said to Chang Li who was about to leave: "You really want me to help you concoct it.
If you don't hurry up, Take it away and you won’t have a chance to regret it.”
He didn't consider other factors.
He just regarded the child as an accidental ginseng and didn't consider whether someone was trying to harm him.
Since the child asked him to help, he would do it once.
As for what to say, when the wine was done and half of it was shared, he had not degenerated to the point of swallowing a child's food.
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So at this time, he was still persuading Changli to take back the ginseng.
Chang Li: "Come if you are asked.
What are you afraid of?"
The old man slapped his thigh: "You said this yourself.
If you regret it in the future, don't come to me."
Changli nodded nonchalantly and left.
The old man looked at his small body with a hint of complexity in his eyes: "It is not easy for such a small child to live."
He watched the ginseng being unearthed for less than half an hour.
He probably didn't get it from home.
But when a child got such a treasure, he didn't care about his family at all.
It is conceivable that he must have a bad life at home, and then contact the child's arm.
The old and new scars, old and new, that were pulled out by the canes were green or red, and the old man knew them in his heart.
He let out a long sigh: "How rare it is to have such a smart kid.
This is how the family treats you."
After being silent for a long time, Lin Zheng finally said: "I think he is doing well."
Even eating chicken was filled with disgust.
The old man patted his head: "Oh."
On the other side, Peng Ling, who was skipping down the mountain, was stopped by her cousin who was only one year older than her.
She couldn't help but take half a step back.
She had never had a good relationship with this cousin.
She is much more favored than her cousin at home, because she goes out to pick up tickets, enters the house to pick up eggs, and even touches an orange tree after walking two steps.
She is regarded as a lucky doll by her family, and even goes to the river to catch fish.
Take her with you in order to catch a big fat fish that smuggled in from nowhere.
Therefore, her family loves her very much.
Her treatment at home is four to five times better than that of her cousin Peng Yuan, and she eats one more egg than she does.
Seeing each other, Peng Yuan felt very unhappy.
Everything was not about scarcity but about inequality.
In poor days, it was better for everyone to be hungry together than for one person to have enough to eat.
Peng Yuan was absolutely happy that Peng Ling received such special treatment.
Is the most jealous one.
Her sharp eyes suddenly glanced at the thing that looked like an old tree root in Peng Yuan's hand, and her eyes rolled around.
At this point in her previous life, she didn't know anything.
She only knew that she was resentful of her family's different treatment of her and Peng Ling.
But after decades of careful consideration, she understood why her family favored Peng Ling so much.
Peng Ling, a blessing that brings glory to the family.
She thought about the life she lived later, and then the life Peng Ling lived, and the sour water brewed by jealousy came out one after another.
Why, with the surname Peng, Peng Ling can be as noble as heaven, while she can be as humble as earth.
She remembered that when she wanted to divorce that useless man, she went to beg Peng Ling, but Peng Ling refused to agree.
She kept saying that the man had nothing wrong with her and told her not to divorce, and she became very angry. .
She, Peng Ling, can marry a good man and live a happy and healthy life, but Peng Yuan has to marry a useless peasant man and suffer all her life.
Looking at her very young cousin, Peng Yuan's eyes became even more unkind.
She looked at the thing that looked like a tree root, and her eyes immediately changed: "What is this?
Show it to me." look" She vaguely remembered that Peng Ling's man and she met because of a ginseng.
Peng Ling accidentally got a ginseng root from the mountains.
The family didn't recognize it and didn't take it seriously.
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They just thought it was a naughty girl and threw it away. to the side.
Later, for some reason, Peng Ling took the wooden knot up the mountain and met her man.
Her man recognized what it was and told Peng Ling.
Peng Ling didn't take it seriously and gave the ginseng to the man. man.
From then on, the man remembered Peng Ling's kindness and took care of Peng Ling all the time.
The childhood sweethearts fell in love with each other for a long time.
Later, the man's grandfather was rehabilitated and brought back to the city, and Peng Ling also took the exam.
After going to college, I got married as a matter of course.
I supported her all the way up and enjoyed a lifetime of blessings.
When she thought that what Peng Ling was holding now might be the ginseng that made her rise to prominence, her eyes almost turned red with envy.
She hurriedly grabbed it: "Give it to me quickly."
Peng Ling was startled and took half a step back.
She asked tentatively: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"
In the past, even if this cousin didn't like her, she wouldn't act so weird.
After failing to grab it once, Peng Yuan started to grab it again.
This time Peng Ling did not avoid it, and Peng Yuanbian directly grabbed the ginseng in her hand.
She said in a arrogant tone: "This is mine now."
Peng Ling held the idea that doing more is worse than doing less and said: "Okay, okay, this is yours, let's go home quickly, it's time to eat."
She doesn't want to argue with her cousin.
It's just a tree root, and it's not delicious, so it's nothing.
What the two people didn't notice was that after Peng Ling said these words, some strange changes suddenly occurred inside the lumpy ginseng.
Even the juice that kept seeping out slowly dried up and became like a ginseng.
A real tree root.
Thinking that it was time for dinner at home, Peng Yuan no longer insisted on staying in the mountains, found the man who was still a little boy, and followed Peng Ling back home, turning around step by step.
When she got home, the fire was still going on at home.
Peng Yuan walked up to her mother who was adding firewood and said, "Mom, look, what is this?"
Her mother was so irritated by the smoke from the fireworks that she pushed Peng Yuan's hand away: "What are you doing again?"
Peng Yuan said excitedly: "Mom, look, ginseng, ginseng."
After saying that, she quickly covered her mouth.
Damn it, why couldn't she even hide this?
She obviously wanted to give this ginseng to the little boy, why did she say it so easily?
No wonder experts in the circle of friends say that children's brains are not fully developed. , nothing can be done.
When her mother heard this, it was difficult for her to pay attention.
She grabbed the tree root that was oozing green sap, put it between her nose and smelled it, and then raised her wide eyebrows: "Damn girl, you are going to die.
Ah, you still dare to fool me, get out of here, I'm too busy to make trouble with you."
When she was so easy to fool, she couldn't even distinguish the roots of the trees.
This smell was like an old wooden lump in the mountains.
I don't know where this girl learned to do random tricks.
She had to clean it up after she was done.
As she spoke, she threw the lump of wood into the stove, and the flames ignited.
In an instant, Peng Yuan could no longer find her ginseng
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