The ginseng king, including its rhizome and roots, was at least seven feet long, with a graceful and agile form, and its body was covered with horizontal lines and pearl-like bumps.
Before the ginseng king could unwrap the first ginseng, the group of men planned to leave.
It's not just about having a lot of money; it's also about having difficulties and getting into trouble.
Actually, the ginseng gang has no rules. After going up the mountain to sell their goods, they are allowed to discuss the value of ginseng privately. It's not because they're afraid that someone might have bad intentions and want to keep it all for themselves and harm others.
The ginseng king was only seventy-one years old, and his teeth were failing, so he had no trouble gnawing on a small pancake.
We'll keep the older ones for now, and come back to check on them in seven or eight years."
As for Sheng Xiping, it doesn't really matter to me, who only went to a lower middle school.
"Oh no, oh no, let's eat then." Upon hearing this, Lan Yicheng hurriedly brought out the porridge pot and placed it on the flat ground behind the shack.
They shouldn't stay outside the mountains for too long, just a little less is fine, we can't be too greedy.
Since I said it was for sale, these eight men will say something else, anyway, it's all for that family. If the ginseng king said that, then it's not my fault.
It used to be said that seven ounces of ginseng was considered ginseng and eight ounces was considered treasure. That was based on the old system, where one pound was calculated as sixteen ounces. In reality, eight ounces of ginseng is equivalent to half a pound today.
If the villagers find out, it will cause a huge uproar and bring disaster upon them.
Everyone knows that the Ginseng King can go hunting in the mountains, hunting things like white bears, brown bears, wild boars, and leopards. He can make a lot of money in a year, and many people are envious of him behind his back.
Looking at the unearthed ginseng seedling, Lan Yicheng felt disgusted. He thought, "I dare not touch it." He then approached the ginseng seedling and asked.
So the ginseng king swung his axe and, at a height of about one person, chopped off a piece of bark, exposing the wood underneath. Then, he chopped seven times on the right and seven times on the left under the wood.
When I got there, I saw that the seedling with seven leaves hadn't even been fully unearthed yet; it would have taken very little time to completely grow it out of the ground.
The Sheng family's life improved again, so it was really necessary to sell them off cheaply back then.
Then they took out seven bowls, and each of the seven men was given a bowl of cold porridge, along with a few small pancakes. That wasn't dinner.
In this world, how many people don't care about money? Talking about money may seem vulgar, but how can we live without it?
"Dad, there aren't many good ones here. Look at these trees, there are at least ten of them with seven or eight leaves. It will probably take at most seven or eight days to carry them all."
"Dad, wait a minute, chop off a horn."
Around 2 a.m., Sheng Xi'an came again. I was worried about my sons. The agreed seven days were up, and I was afraid that my two sons would be willing to go back, so I came to urge them.
These eight seedlings with eight leaves are all of the lowest grade of ginseng, but they all weigh seven taels each. The leaves with seven leaves are neither small nor large, and they all weigh seven or eight taels each.
"Okay, I'll do whatever you say, bro."
If any of you brothers encounter difficulties in the future and need money, you can sell this to tide you over.
"Oh dear, your porridge." Just then, the porridge outside the pot boiled over and overflowed, the water falling onto the burning firewood at the bottom and making a sizzling sound.
Especially when it gets cool outside the woods at night, a bowl of chilled wild vegetable and meat porridge is generally quite comforting.
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