Zhuang Zhimeng didn't know if it was true or not. She didn't have a red string in her hand, so she thought that if she dug gently, it wouldn't run away.

Carefully, I picked up a hoe and began digging for ginseng, knowing that the roots must not be broken, as the more intact they were, the more valuable they would be.

They dug for almost an hour before finally unearthing the ginseng intact, with no broken roots. Next to it were four or five smaller ginsengs, one over 100 years old, and the others 80 or 90 years old.

If there's a chance later, we can sell them. Sell the smaller ones, but keep the two largest ones, just in case we need them someday.

After digging up the ginseng, Zhuang Zhimeng put it all in the warehouse and continued collecting firewood.

As I walked, I tripped over another uneven stone.

This stone is strange; half of it is on the ground, and half is in the ground. Moreover, the shape of this stone is very special, resembling an arrow.

Zhuang Zhimeng became interested and started digging in the direction the arrow pointed.

After digging about half a meter deep, we found something.

It was a box with a lock. Zhuang Zhimeng lifted the box up; it was quite heavy.

Zhuang Zhimeng looked around and, seeing no one, simply broke the lock open by force.

Upon opening the box, it was filled with gold bars, at least 500 of them.

Zhuang Zhimeng touched her wildly beating heart. This...this...! She's struck it rich! She's struck it rich!

They quickly put the box in the warehouse.

I just wanted to get home as soon as possible, in case someone saw me and it got into trouble.

As she walked home, Zhuang Zhimeng saw a tree hollow with a corner of a bundle peeking out from it.

Zhuang Zhimeng quickly ran over and took out the bundle. Inside, it was full of ten-yuan notes and a letter.

The letter said that he left money for someone who was destined to receive it, and that he was no longer in this world, so he hoped that the money could help that person.

Zhuang Zhimeng glanced at the money; it was at least 20,000 yuan. She bowed to the tree hole and then happily put the money away.

He thought to himself, "I must be the chosen one! I'm the one destined for us!"

Zhuang Zhimeng had a very fruitful trip up the mountain and came down happily.

Zhuang Zhimeng is happy today because she won 500 jin of mutton in a lottery a few days ago, and she wants to eat hot pot with mutton.

He told Su Mengmeng to clean the earthenware jar and then go to the village to exchange it for a piece of tofu.

Ask Jiang Yanxia to go to the backyard to pick vegetables, some leafy greens, dig up a potato and a radish, and soak the black fungus. Slice the potato, sweet potato, winter melon, and radish.

We didn't have many materials, so we used whatever we had.

Zhuang Zhimeng herself stir-fried the base sauce, which filled the room with a fragrant aroma. She also used her mind to slice the mutton in the warehouse.

During the meal, Jiang Yanxia asked curiously, "What's making you so happy? We're having a really lavish meal today!"

"I received 100 yuan in royalties today, I'm so happy! And I even managed to buy some mutton in town."

"That's something to be happy about."

Zhuang Zhimeng told them to cook whatever they wanted in the clay pot, and that since they were all family, no one should be shy.

Su Mengmeng and Jiang Yanxia were both surprised by this way of eating.

I took a bite of mutton, dipped it in Zhuang Zhimeng's sesame sauce, and sprinkled it with chopped cilantro. It was so delicious!

Zhuang Zhimeng also brought out the pickled garlic she had exchanged with Aunt Tian, ​​telling them to pick one up and eat it with them if they wanted, as it was especially delicious.

Su Mengmeng and Jiang Yanxia both tried it, and it really went well with them; it was delicious.

While Zhuang Zhimeng and her friends were happily enjoying their hot pot, An Qingbai and his group ran into trouble.

Today wasn't as lucky as yesterday; I only caught a few rabbits and a few pheasants. I set some traps to see if I could catch any prey.

Just as they were about to find a place to rest, someone suddenly pointed to a green light ahead and shouted, "Look, isn't that a wolf's eye?"

An Qingbai also became serious: "They are indeed wolves. We've encountered a pack of wolves. Be careful."

Everyone quickly stood back to back, forming a circle.

"Shall we make some noise and see if we can scare them away?" someone suggested.

"We should remain still. If the enemy doesn't move, we don't move; if the enemy moves, we move first," Zhuang Zhiwu said.

Old Man An thought for a moment and said, "Here's what we'll do: we'll all stand a little higher, making ourselves appear taller. Then we'll slowly back away, out of the wolves' range. Maybe the wolves will see that we're no threat to them and won't fight us."

No one objected to Old Man An's arrangement. They stood a little higher and slowly backed away.

The wolves didn't pursue them, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They were afraid a conflict would have broken out, in which case their survival would have been uncertain.

They huddled together, carefully searching for a suitable place to rest, also fearing that the wolves would come after them again.