Li Jinfeng and her friends got up early and walked to the slope where they found the ginseng yesterday. The sun had only been out for a while.
Fortunately, the ginseng is still there.
Li Jinfeng and Feng Dachun both breathed a sigh of relief.
As for Mr. Feng, from the moment he saw the ginseng, there was nothing else in his eyes.
He knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times devoutly.
He then gestured to Li Jinfeng and Feng Dachun to kowtow.
Li Jinfeng heard from Feng Dachun that this was a ritual.
The older generation of ginseng diggers were relatively poor.
But once you dig up ginseng, your life will change a lot.
In other words, there will be money.
Therefore, before digging ginseng, these ginseng diggers will thank ginseng for everything it brings them.
After Li Jinfeng and Feng Dachun finished their kowtow, Feng's father had already started digging ginseng.
Having seen Feng Dachun's method of digging ginseng yesterday, Li Jinfeng did not show any surprise today.
However, deep down, she admired this kind of craftsman very much.
I'm tired. Really tired.
When digging ginseng, Li Jinfeng saw that they all knelt on the ground for an hour or so.
Normally, it would be tiring to just kneel like this even if there is nothing to do, not to mention that they have to keep up with the work at hand.
Li Jinfeng watched the tools in Feng's father's hands constantly changing, shovel, tweezers, knife... each tool seemed to come alive in Feng's father's hands.
As he continued to dig deeper, the roots of the ginseng gradually emerged.
Li Jinfeng looked a little stunned.
That root seemed to be longer than the hundred-year-old ginseng that Feng Dachun had given her before.
Moreover, some of the roots were as thin as a hair, but even so, Father Feng did not dig out a single root.
Gradually, three-fifths of the ginseng's appearance appeared.
Feng Dachun, who was standing by, was almost going crazy.
She put her hand to her mouth to hide her surprise.
The whole ginseng looks like an old man.
As for the roots, they look very much like an old man's hair.
When the last root was dug out, Father Feng's body was already soaked with sweat.
He knelt on the ground and dug for more than three hours.
The rest is cleanup.
After the ginseng was dug out, Feng Dachun went to help.
Prepare the leaves, prepare the moss, and prepare the original soil.
Feng Dachun's hands were shaking when he was preparing these things.
Feng's father was not much better.
However, the ginseng was too big, and it took Feng's father a long time to wrap it. He was very careful during the whole process, for fear of breaking any of the roots.
"How old is this ginseng?" Li Jinfeng asked curiously.
"Look at this root, it's at least five hundred years old! Girl, you are so lucky! This ginseng is almost as good as the ginseng king heirloom in our family!"
The most precious ginseng is the thousand-year-old ginseng, which is the best quality.
He has never even seen Feng Laoshuan’s biological father.
No one has seen it even for several generations ago.
However, it was Li Jinfeng's 500-year-old ginseng that broadened Feng's horizons.
He has not lost out in this life. As a ginseng digger, even after he dies, he can still brag to his father that he has seen the world.
Li Jinfeng was a little confused. She had never thought that her fall would actually bring out such an old ginseng.
"What a pity! The soil that gave birth to ginseng is also a good thing! It's a pity that I can't take it away this time." said Feng's father.
Li Jinfeng took it to heart and asked, "Then should I put some in the backpack?"
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