She suddenly had an idea and headed towards the east.
"Huh? Did we miss some medicinal herbs?"
Pushing aside a patch of dense bushes, Deng Zhilan saw several large rocks buried deep in the pit.
Next to the big rock, there was a bamboo-like plant, but its tubers were exposed, with dots of yellow, which made her stare at it.
"This is... Huang Jing??"
The most precious part of Polygonatum sibiricum is its root.
It looks like a piece of ginger and grows one section per year. It can also be called tiger ginger.
The skin is yellow, and it gets its name because it absorbs the essence of heaven and earth.
Deng Zhilan was extremely surprised.
You know, Polygonatum sibiricum is known as "the surplus food of immortals" and can prolong life. Some elderly people use it to stew chickens and ducks, or to make wine.
䀴At this moment, several fist-sized pieces of Polygonatum appeared in front of her!
Plus the black soil in her space...
She can completely transplant and propagate this thing.
Deng Zhilan's hands were shaking with excitement. She knew that the heroine in the original book had a huge halo, but she didn't expect it to be so outrageously huge.
In Hou'e, where Deng Zhilan works, the price of Polygonatum sibiricum, which has been steamed and dried nine times, is priced at 360 yuan per pound.
Even in the 1970s when the author was writing this book, Polygonatum sibiricum would not be sold cheaply, let alone in such large quantities.
"Huh..." Deng Zhilan let out a long sigh.
After calming down from his excitement, he carefully took the small shovel and put the Polygonatum odoratum into the cloth bag.
Another piece of Polygonatum was left behind.
Planted in the black soil of space.
After all, Qin Ping was still in an emergency, and Deng Zhilan no longer lingered, she prepared to go down the mountain and go home.
But there was another "roadblock" on the road.
The memory that comes to my mind is a medicinal herb that is even more awesome than Polygonatum!
“No way?!”
"The heroine of the original book...I'm afraid she might be the reincarnation of a lucky fairy!"
Deng Zhilan couldn't believe her eyes, this luck was too good to be true!
She walked in the direction she saw, peeling off the weeds and leaves.
The scene before her almost made her jaw drop.
Flowers bloomed in the cracks of the rocks, with emerald green leaves and pale, tender little flowers.
This plant penetrates into the bottom of the rock. When the rock is pushed aside, it turns out to be a really awesome wild ginseng.
“Hundred-year-old ginseng!”
Deng Zhilan took a deep breath as fragments of memories from the original book appeared.
Deng Zhilan was glad that she made the right decision and followed the Wei family to the countryside.
It's like a dream.
These medicinal herbs are simply cash cows.
She dug out the ginseng patiently and carefully, wrapped it with soil, and put it in a cloth bag.
“God has been very kind to me!!”
Deng Zhilan exclaimed excitedly.
She looked at the Meiying brand watch on her hand, which was the betrothal gift that Wei Yanzhen bought for the original owner.
It’s getting late. If Qin Ping doesn’t go back, she might be in danger.
Deng Zhilan tightened the cloth bag around her body, muttering to herself, "Don't run into the heroine of the original book!"
But Murphy's Law always happens. You will still meet the person you don't want to meet.
On the way down the mountain, a slender figure appeared, with a shiny hemp braid woven into a colorful headband.
A small oval face and delicate eyebrows and eyes.
If the original owner is more beautiful than the actress, then the heroine of the original book is a smart and warm little sun.
Deng Zhilan tightened her cloth bag, took a different path, and started walking down the mountain, missing the heroine of the original book.
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