"Eek".
Jiang Wenwan heard it let out a soft whimper and then carefully began to dig.
I found two tree branches nearby and slowly started digging around the club, being careful not to damage or break its roots.
She was digging intently with her head down, then glanced to the side and froze.
Then a little weasel was seen digging with its two front paws, and after digging open a large section of the ginseng, it started gnawing on it with crunching sounds.
Jiang Wenwan swallowed hard; this way of eating was exactly the same as when she was gnawing on a water radish.
But this is ginseng!
Eating ginseng that's sixty or seventy years old like this is such a waste!
Oh well, it's their stuff anyway, I can't control it.
She carefully dug at the soil with her hands, feeling as if she were afraid of breaking the tiny roots beneath her fingers.
In the local dialect, this is called "lifting a ginseng stick." She had seen it in a video before, and it takes two or three hours to dig up such a ginseng.
At this point, she could only resign herself to her fate and start digging with her buttocks sticking out.
When I get tired, I just grab a small stool and sit down to dig.
After an hour and a half, we finally managed to dig out the ginseng root intact.
Looking at the ginseng root in her hand, Jiang Wenwan was very excited; the ginseng root in her hand was much larger than her hand.
Seven ounces is considered ginseng, eight ounces is considered treasure.
I weighed the ginseng on the small scale in my spatial dimension.
Nine and a half ounces!
I found a clean wooden box and put it there.
There was another one outside, and she had to keep going. Suddenly, she felt envious of the little weasel, who could gnaw on the club as much as it wanted.
It gnawed on one of the stones, then went to dig up another one to gnaw on.
Jiang Wenwan shook her head and decided not to look at it anymore, and dug out the other ginseng as well.
It was already past 5 p.m.
After saying goodbye to the little weasel, she hurried down the mountain.
She decided not to sell either of the two ginseng roots. She couldn't get a good price for them now, so she would sell them later when she needed the money.
Thinking about it this way, it seems like she should start a business and make some money!
She encountered pheasants while walking in the mountains and shot two of them.
I heard a strange noise when I was carrying two pheasants down the mountain.
Further ahead, I discovered that it was Garlic Sprouts and Little Hongwei, two little guys.
"What should I do? What should I do? Waaaaah~"
The garlic sprouts' voice was filled with despair and fear.
Xiao Hongwei's voice also sounded like he was crying.
"Brother Garlic Sprout, I dare not. Why don't you wait while I go find the adults?"
Hearing their conversation, Jiang Wenwan raised an eyebrow and quickly walked over.
"Hey, what are you two doing?"
She walked over and saw the two boys, with Hongwei standing to the side looking like he was about to cry.
His eyes lit up when he saw her and he rushed over.
Jiang Wenwan also saw the garlic sprouts squatting on the ground.
Garlic Sprout's face turned bright red, and there were tears in her eyes.
"Sister Jiang, it's so good to see you here! Please help Brother Garlic Sprout."
Jiang Wenwan went up and saw why the garlic sprouts were squatting on the ground.
I couldn't help but gasp and click my tongue.
He took three steps back.
"No, I dare not."
"Hey, you guys wait here, I'll go get some people right away, I'll be there soon!"
After Jiang Wenwan finished speaking, she grabbed a pheasant in each hand and ran down the mountain in a flash.
The two little ones stared wide-eyed and opened their mouths wide.
They watched as Sister Jiang vanished from their sight in an instant.
Jiang Wenwan ran into the village and happened to meet Zhang Weiguo.
"Jiang Zhiqing,"
Before Zhang Weiguo could finish speaking, Jiang Wenwan raised her hand to stop him.
"No, don't speak, listen to me, come with me now."
She carried two pheasants, grabbed Zhang Weiguo, and ran back in a flash.
Zhang Weiguo was completely bewildered when she pulled him.
"Jiang Zhiqing, what exactly happened?"
Jiang Wenwan didn't say anything, and led him all the way to the foot of the mountain.
He was so tired he could barely breathe, and he pointed at his nephew.
“Your nephew, come here.”
Don't say she's not a skilled and compassionate doctor.
Given this situation, it's something most people couldn't handle.
Zhang Weiguo saw his nephew squatting on the ground...
Expressionless, utterly despondent, like someone swallowing bitter medicine in silence, his face gradually contorted in pain.
In short, it's very subtle.
He absolutely couldn't refuse to help in this situation, after all, it was his own nephew.
But in my heart I cried out: "Jiang Zhiqing, at least let me bring some toilet paper!"
Jiang Wenwan stood far away; forgive her for lacking compassion.
Xiao Hongwei also walked to her side.
Jiang Wenwan lowered her head and asked him.
"Did you take your deworming medication today?"
At this time, the deworming medicine is sugar tartar, which tastes quite good.
Xiao Hongwei licked his lips, his eyes sparkling, and said with lingering fear:
"The deworming medicine the brigade leader gave us tasted so sweet, but there were so many worms in our poop, it was really scary."
Jiang Wenwan nodded with a strange expression, then turned around, her back to the little garlic sprouts.
The garlic sprouts have died.
She cried loudly.
At that time, you needed coupons to buy toilet paper.
However, villagers generally don't use coupons to buy toilet paper.
This thing can be easily scraped off with a corn stalk or a twig.
Who would waste that ticket to buy toilet paper?
Of course, the brigade leader's family still had one or two rolls of toilet paper.
Jiang Wenwan simply pulled Zhang Weiguo over without explaining the situation.
He didn't bring any with him, so he had to resort to various methods.
Here, the 'method' is omitted for brevity...
It helped the little garlic sprouts get rid of that roundworm that was only halfway out and wouldn't come out.
Garlic Sprouts cried and hugged her uncle, burying her head in his arms, not wanting to look at Jiang Wenwan.
It's so embarrassing, he doesn't want to see anyone anymore.
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