A beautiful and wealthy woman from the 21st century becomes a handsome young educated youth in the 1970s. Framed by her hypocritical best friend and sent to the countryside, she relies on her golde...
The couple watched as six fruits grew.
Zhuang Zhimeng planned to pick it.
The moment my hand touched the ginseng, an explanation appeared in my mind.
"Oh my god, honey, we've lost out big time."
"How did we lose so much money?"
Zhuang Zhimeng excitedly took her lover's hand.
"This cloud drifts over every three months, and the rain it brings helps the ginseng fruit ripen."
Each time it only lasts half an hour, and the fruit disappears afterward.
And these fruits are all raw materials.
The raw materials are variable and vary each time.
We hadn't noticed before; we'd all gone out early.
"Oh? That's such a loss, we missed out on everything."
"Honey, let's take it off quickly."
"good."
The couple picked them together.
This fruit is very difficult to pick; it's tightly attached to the top of the ginseng.
Zhuang Zhimeng laughed in exasperation.
"If you don't let us pick them, I'll cut your top bald."
The ginseng was very sensible and shook off all its fruit.
"Haha, this little ginseng is quite sensible."
The couple picked up all the fruit.
An Qingbai picked it up and looked at it.
"They're all colorful, how do we open them?"
Zhuang Zhimeng pinched it with her hand, but it didn't break, so she bit it with her teeth.
"Pah, it's so hard, it almost broke my teeth."
"Husband, bring the hammer."
An Qingbai handed the hammer to his wife.
Zhuang Zhimeng knocked, but there was no response.
"Hey, I don't believe it, get the matches."
The ginseng and monkey head mushrooms rustled as if mocking them.
Zhuang Zhimeng prepared to strike a match.
"You are not allowed to make a sound."
The ginseng and monkey head mushroom immediately stopped moving and remained completely silent.
Burning it won't help.
"Honey, let's try using the water next to the ginseng root."
"Oh right, I forgot, that water will definitely work."
Next to the ginseng, there was a small spring.
An Qingbai used a straw to suck up water and dripped it onto the fruit, causing the protective layer on the fruit to disappear automatically.
"This is a very special metal."
“My side is also made of metal.”
All six are different metals.
"So they want us to change planes."
"That's right, so the special materials come from ginseng."
Honey, it suddenly occurred to me that maybe one day battery materials could be obtained from this.
"It's very likely that we'll collect it once every three months from now on."
"good."
"What kind of food did you make? It smells so good I can't even sit still."