Chapter 90 This is the sound of gunfire
The brother and sister dug in this small ginseng field from morning to afternoon. They ate some bread and continued digging.
As they dug more ginseng, they became numb and no longer dug the mud carefully as before. Instead, they dug carelessly with sickles and woodcutters.
In the end, not only was the speed increased, but none of the ginseng dug out was damaged, and they were placed aside intact.
The brother and sister breathed a sigh of relief only after the last one was dug out.
Ning Qingyuan rubbed his wrist and said, "I never knew that picking up money for free could be so tiring."
Ning Xiyue half-collapsed on the ground and looked at the neatly arranged rows of ginseng with satisfaction: "The exciting moment has arrived. Come, let's count the ginseng. I'll count one, and you pretend to count one."
"good."
You don’t know until you count, and you’ll be surprised when you do.
Wow, there are a total of thirty-two people participating, big and small.
After scanning, it was found that there were twelve ginsengs within ten years, six between fifteen and twenty years old, six between twenty and thirty years old, four between thirty and one hundred years old, and four hundred-year-old ginsengs.
One of the century-old ginsengs is more than two hundred years old and weighs 850 grams. It is even more powerful than the largest and oldest ginseng in the world that Ning Xiyue knew in her previous life.
Ning Qingyuan was grinning from ear to ear as he held this giant of ginseng in his hands.
"Sister, how about we keep this ginseng as our family's treasure? It's too rare. No matter how much money we exchange it for, we'll feel like we're losing out."
"I think it's okay. Such rare ginseng should be kept at home. We will keep the oldest ones. They are life-saving medicine."
Ning Xiyue looked at the big thing in her brother's hand, which was the two hundred year old ginseng that took the longest time to make.
This is a hermaphroditic ginseng. It is huge in size and has taken the shape of a human. It looks like two little people hugging each other. Its roots are also well developed, and it looks like a ginseng spirit.
She was afraid that the ginseng would suddenly turn into a doll with a head and two bodies and stand up and run away.
It's such a rare shape, I have to keep it for myself and won't sell it no matter how much money you make.
Ning Qingyuan packed four hundred-year-old ginsengs and handed them to her, "Sister, we'll keep these four big ones for ourselves, and we'll sell the others slowly. I just don't know how to store them. It would be a pity if they rot."
Ning Qingyuan was a little troubled.
"Brother, don't you still have me? I've read some of Grandpa's old notes recently and learned a lot, including how to prepare medicinal materials. Let me handle these ginsengs. I will definitely be able to process them well. I also have a separate small kitchen, which is convenient for work."
The grandfather Ning Xiyue mentioned was a barefoot doctor in the village. The original owner often played at her grandfather’s house when she was a child. Her grandfather liked her very much and taught her some basic common sense. Her grandfather even joked that he would let her become a barefoot doctor in the future.
A few years ago, before my grandfather passed away, he did give the original owner a notebook in which he had recorded his own thoughts. Although it contained some of my grandfather's experiences during his years as a barefoot doctor, no one except the original owner had read it. Therefore, there was no need to worry about being exposed when using my grandfather as an excuse.
"Oh yes, grandpa gave you the notes, thank you for your hard work, sister."
Ning Qingyuan was no longer worried. He fully believed that with his sister's quick learning ability, she must have learned her grandfather's medical skills.
Although he has no other skills, he does have the ability to know a few good friends: "After it is done, I have the channels to sell it. I have friends here and back home, and they will definitely make our ginseng worthwhile."
Ning Xiyue nodded and shook her head: "No hurry, we have to take our time, sell it little by little, and spread it out. We can't go to that place alone to take risks. After these herbs are prepared, they can be stored for a few years without any problem. There is no hurry. We have to sell these ginseng safely and at a high price."
"Sister is really thoughtful." Ning Qingyuan nodded in agreement.
Ning Xiyue put away the ginseng, put the bag of ginseng at the bottom, and covered it with mushrooms and wild fruits on top. In fact, Ning Xiyue had already transferred everything into the space, leaving only a cloth bag underneath.
The two siblings left the ginseng-growing area, erased all traces of the area around it, and restored the weeds and thorns to their original places.
We walked to an empty and quiet place, then stopped to make a fire and roast a rabbit.
They had only eaten one pancake at noon and were already hungry. The two men and the wolf finished eating the two hares. Xiao Hui even ate all the rabbit bones. After they were done, they buried the fire, removed all traces, and continued on their way.
They didn't meet anyone along the way, perhaps because the place they were walking in was relatively secluded, and they were getting farther and farther away from the largest Daqi Mountain, and entered the third smallest hill.
This place is sparsely populated. I don’t know whether it is good luck or bad luck, or if all the good luck today was used to find ginseng.
Most of the remaining locations on the map are empty.
They didn't encounter any large animals along the way. The small animals were very alert and ran away immediately. There was only one piece of meat and a pile of bird eggs in the backpack, and the rest were all various mountain products. Both backpacks were half full. This was the only thing that made Ning Xiyue feel thankful.
Ning Qingyuan smiled foolishly, with a look of contentment on his face: "I'm lucky today, so many mountain products are enough."
Ning Xiyue was happy seeing her second brother so happy. The biggest gain today was the time she spent wandering in the mountains and forests with her second brother.
"Hey, sister, do you see blood on the ground?"
When Ning Qingyuan saw the fresh blood on the grass leaves, he had a bad feeling. He quickly walked to his sister, pulled her, stood in front of her and looked around.
"Look, this blood has just been dripping on there, less than a quarter of an hour ago."
Ning Xiyue squatted down and carefully examined the blood on the grass leaves. She smelled it and found that it was not animal blood, but human blood. Her idea of taking advantage of the situation immediately disappeared.
"Brother, this place is not safe. Let's leave here quickly to avoid any accidents."
She was afraid that the owner of this drop of blood might suffer not from the actions of an animal but from human beings, especially some special things, which would be troublesome.
Ning Qingyuan handed the hatchet to Ning Xiyue and took the sickle himself: "Then let's go back, don't go forward, let's leave quickly."
As for whether or not to follow the blood trail to see if anyone was injured, that was not even within the consideration of the two siblings.
The two siblings immediately turned around and walked back the way they came. The only road they were familiar with was the one they came from.
But things don't always go as planned.
After walking for a few minutes, the two siblings met a big man with an injured arm and a fierce look. They looked at each other and confirmed that he was a bad guy.
Ning Qingyuan clenched the stick in one hand and held the hatchet in the other.
Ning Xiyue held the brick tightly in one hand and took out a can of medicine from her pocket with the other hand. Seeing something both strange and familiar sticking out from the waistband of the big man's arms, the brick in Ning Xiyue's hand became restless and the Tai Chi power in her body surged up.
The moment the big man's hand reached for his waist, Ning Xiyue's brick was thrown out and Ning Qingyuan's sickle was thrown out.
“Boom.”
"Bang."
"Bang."
"Don't... move..." The big man fell to the ground before he could finish his words, with his hands still on his waist.
"Bang?"
Ning Xiyue and Ning Qingyuan's faces changed drastically at the same time. When they saw the small bloody hole that appeared on the big man's arm, their expressions became even more solemn.
That's gunfire.
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