Be careful.
Xie Junan walked ahead with a wooden stick to scout the way. Few people came here, and every step was uncertain. The slippery moss alone could make someone fall and be crippled.
As they approached, Mingjing saw the creature's appearance clearly and was overjoyed.
"Hey, wild Ganoderma lucidum!"
The Ganoderma lucidum was about the size of a palm, bright red, clinging to the side of a dead tree. Its rootstock was thick and its stem was fleshy, and it looked to weigh at least a pound.
Reishi mushroom has high medicinal value; the whole plant is a treasure. It has antioxidant properties, delays aging, improves sleep, and regulates blood pressure and blood sugar.
Wild ones are more expensive, and locals usually use them to make wine or stews, as they are considered highly nutritious.
Mingjing carefully dug into the soil with a shovel, pulling out the soil and roots along with it. The mountain air was humid, and the dug-out soil was also clump together.
With the Ganoderma lucidum placed in the basket, Mingjing breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sister, is that a Ganoderma lucidum over there?" Chen Cheng asked, noticing another one hidden under the weeds.
This one is a little smaller than the last one, but it's still okay to pick it.
Mingjing stepped forward and took the flower as well.
"Sis, is this thing valuable? You seem to value it quite a bit?" Chen Cheng sat nonchalantly on the dead tree, eating salted duck eggs and steamed buns.
Mingjing smiled and said, "It's not worth much, but it can buy a Coca-Cola without any problem."
"Oh, that's definitely not worth much."
Chen Cheng's family are second-generation fruit drinkers, and he's long been tired of Coca-Cola; there's nothing good about it anymore.
"It's all gone here, let's go check over there."
Mingjing continued walking forward, passing through the logging forest. Ahead was the mountaintop, with steep cliffs. Looking down, she could see nothing but swirling clouds and mist.
"Let's go over there."
Mingjing planned to cross the forest to the other side of the mountaintop to see if the trap had caught any prey.
Beneath her feet was a narrow path, with tangled trees growing on both sides. Mingjing tried to grab onto the small trees to move forward.
Suddenly!
She slipped and rolled down the grassy slope. Luckily, there was a rock at the bottom of the slope, and the grass was soft. Mingjing quickly braced herself against the rock with her foot.
"Mingjing!" Xie Jun'an shouted anxiously from above, trying to come down and find Mingjing.
"I'm fine, Jun'an. Don't move. I'll be up in a bit."
Mingjing struggled to her feet. Her palms had been scraped by the rocks, and her arms were a little sore, but it wasn't a big problem. She must have twisted her ankle when she rolled down.
Mingjing raised her arms and moved them around a bit, feeling much better. She got up and brushed the weeds off her body.
He cursed inwardly, "Damn it, is my bad luck not over yet?"
She turned and started climbing. The grass was slippery, so she had to lower her center of gravity and use her hands and feet to climb.
Huh?
A slender plant next to the big tree caught her attention.
In her past life, she grew up in an orphanage where this plant grew in the forest; it was a very precious herb.
However, the place where that thing grows is very special; the grassy slope is very steep, and if she comes again, she will definitely lose her life.
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"Thank God, I'm rich!"
Mingjing thought that a century-old wild ginseng would cost at least a thousand yuan, so this trip was well worth it.
Money makes the world go round, and Mingjing didn't care about the dangers. He bought a pair of non-slip insoles from the fishing tackle shop, stuck them on the soles of his shoes, and stepped on the ginseng.
I've heard that ginseng can live for over a hundred years, so it must be a spirit. It might run away if you're not careful. I don't know if what they're saying is true.
Mingjing happened to be wearing red underwear today, so she tore off a knot and tied it to the ginseng root. To avoid disturbing the ginseng, she carefully removed the surrounding weeds.
Ginseng roots need to be carefully dug up; breaking even one root is a huge loss, and only a whole, intact ginseng plant is valuable.
Mingjing dug for a long time and finally the root was exposed. It was about the size of a carrot and the root was thin and long. Mingjing had to straighten his back several times because he was so tired.
The ginseng root was covered in soil, but it was still white and tender. She estimated that it must have been at least one or two hundred years old.
This is a real windfall!
Ginseng can replenish qi and invigorate the spirit. The older the ginseng, the more valuable it is. Even terminally ill patients can live for a few more days by relying on ginseng to keep them alive.
It's easy to imagine how precious it is.
After digging out all the ginseng, Mingjing carefully held it in her hands, intending to go up to it, but then she turned her head and saw another one.
That stone was much larger than the one in her hand.
Could it be that someone planted this ginseng?
"Mingjing, what are you doing? Why aren't you coming up?" Xie Jun'an asked anxiously. He looked down the grassy slope and saw Mingjing standing there, holding some wild grass in her hand.
He thought Mingjing had broken her leg and wouldn't be able to get up.
"Jun'an, tie a rope down here, be careful,"
Mingjing called out.
Hearing the sound, Xie Junan quickly climbed down the rope.
"What happened?"
"Look what this is!" Mingjing asked excitedly, showing Xie Jun'an the ginseng.
Xie Junan examined it carefully. He had been coming to this mountain since he was a child, so how could he not know what it was?
I've only ever seen people make very small ones before, I've never seen one this big.
Xie Junan took the ginseng and examined it carefully. This ginseng had very long roots and a thick rootstock. They might not encounter such a good product in their entire lives.
Mingjing actually ran into him.
"There are more over there. I don't know how there could be so many ginseng here."
Following the direction Mingjing pointed, Xie Jun'an exclaimed in surprise, "My God, that one is even bigger! Mingjing, I didn't expect you to be so lucky on the mountain."
He used to go hunting in the mountains with his father, and he only found ginseng once. It was about the thickness of a thumb and sold for more than ten yuan back then. In the 1970s, more than ten yuan was considered very expensive.
I never expected to encounter such a large ginseng while following Mingjing. It seems there's a reason why Mingjing is so lucky.
"Junshan, do you think there might be gold here?"
Mingjing pondered, ginseng can only grow in places with heavy metals, especially gold, could it be that they are standing on a gold mine?
"I don't know, but this is a barren mountain, so planting ginseng can be ruled out."
Mingjing quickly stepped forward. "Jun'an, don't move. I'm closer, so I'll go."
The ginseng was in a crevice in the rocks somewhere else. Mingjing was carefully digging it up with an iron shovel.
As the whole ginseng was dug out, Mingjing raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Before he could even straighten his back, two more ginsengs appeared in front of him.
Those two weren't very big, about the thickness of a finger. We had just dug one up when another one appeared not far away as soon as we turned around.
Xie Jun'an sighed, "Even ginseng isn't worth much these days?"
"Jun'an, do you know anyone who buys ginseng?"
“I don’t recognize it, but these ginsengs must be quite expensive on the market,” Mingjing said, then picked up one and handed it to Xie Junan.
A light drizzle began to fall, making the grass even more slippery. With no other option, Mingjing pulled Xie Junan upstairs and found a huge banana leaf to take shelter from the rain.
"Sis, let's eat, it's lunchtime." Chen Cheng hadn't stopped eating all morning, and he was still not full after eating two steamed buns.
Logically speaking, locals eat more rice, but Chen Cheng has traveled all over the country since he was a child, so he has a big appetite and is at the age of growing up. Three steamed buns are not enough for him in one meal.
"I'll share half with you, I can't finish it all." Mingjing broke open a steamed bun and handed it to Chen Cheng. She pried a salted duck egg off a rock, the yolk of which was dripping with oil.
The three of them sat under the banana leaves and ate rice.
After finishing their meal, the rain showed no sign of stopping, so Mingjing clapped her hands and got up.
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