It is definitely painful, but things have already happened and people have changed. Crying and making a fuss will be of no use.

Feng Dachun listened to Li Jinfeng, lay on the kang, and thought all night.

The next morning, I got up, cleaned the house and made breakfast.

After doing all this, she took breakfast and knocked on Li Jinfeng's door.

Li Jinfeng had just woken up. She was so engrossed in reading last night that it was already very late when she came to her senses.

Unlike Feng Dachun who has something on his mind, Li Jinfeng goes to bed late and naturally gets up late too!

For breakfast, Feng Dachun made noodle dumpling soup, which not only contained noodle dumplings, but also bacon that Li Jinfeng brought over. Two or three slices of bacon in a bowl of noodle dumpling soup looked extremely appetizing.

"Sister Jinfeng, after breakfast, I'll take you into the mountains to dig ginseng! When we come back, I'll go find Zhao Hongling. No matter what she's become, I'll help her this time."

Feng Dachun never repaid the favor of the egg.

This time, she used this incident to put an end to their friendship.

Li Jinfeng also guessed Feng Dachun's intention, and she naturally supported Feng Dachun.

No matter what Zhao Hongling becomes, what they do can at least give them peace of mind.

After breakfast, Feng Dachun prepared a bamboo basket for Li Jinfeng and himself.

Li Jinfeng took a look and found that the tools prepared by Feng Dachun were quite sophisticated.

Large and small shovels, poles, pickaxes and the like.

She had also heard that digging ginseng is a technical job and not even a single ginseng root buried underground can be broken.

Many people may only find one ginseng root after several years.

If you encounter one that lasts for more than a hundred years, in the past, that would be the pace of making a fortune.

It’s a pity that now, even though I have ginseng in my hands, I dare not sell it openly, for fear of causing trouble and harming myself and my family!

"Why is there a red rope?" Li Jinfeng turned to look at Feng Dachun.

"This is used to tie up ginseng. It's a rule passed down from our ancestors. Before digging ginseng, you have to tie a red rope on it! In this way, the ginseng you like won't run away." Feng Dachun explained.

Li Jinfeng seemed to have heard about this matter, but she didn't quite believe it.

"Actually, Sister Jinfeng, you just need to listen to this. This is not what my grandfather taught me!" Feng Dachun suddenly lowered his voice and spoke mysteriously.

"Then what did your grandfather say?" Li Jinfeng looked curious.

"He said that tying the ginseng with a red string proves that it has an owner. Our ancestors have a rule that you can't touch other people's ginseng!"

Li Jinfeng smiled. This explanation made sense.

"However, it's also true that ginseng will shrink into the ground and go dormant when it encounters a harsh environment! When my grandfather was young, he lived in the mountains for three full years in order to dig up a 500-year-old ginseng!

Anyway, this time, let's learn the method. If I come across a few-year-old wild ginseng, I'll dig it up and let you see it!"

Feng Dachun didn't think he would be able to meet an old veteran on this trip.

Although ginseng digging is prohibited in recent years, there are even special people patrolling the mountains.

But digging old ginseng is not an easy task. Her grandfather also said that you must be lucky to come across good ginseng.

Otherwise, digging up an ordinary ginseng would be good enough.

Because of this, Feng Dachun was not worried about this trip. The only thing he had to pay attention to was whether he would encounter a patrol team.

[Seeking monthly ticket~]