The leisurely pastoral life of Xiao Shannong

Zhang Zian followed Hua Tiansheng to the backyard of the pharmacy. The yard was small and filled with various medicinal herbs. There was also a small pond by the wall, where a few goldfish were swimming around.

Further into the yard is a small two-story building, which should be the place where I usually live.

Arriving at the first floor of the small building, the living room is the entrance. Hua Tiansheng quickly asked Zhang Zian to sit down, and brought two cups of tea himself.

Zhang Zian thanked him.

"Mr. Zhang, has this ginseng been planted in this small pot?" Hua Tiansheng asked, staring at the ginseng in the pot.

"No, I found this ginseng plant on the mountain before, and then dug it out and transplanted it into a big tank at home. Today, I was in a hurry, so I transplanted it into this small pot for easy access." Said.

Hua Tiansheng turned his head and looked at Zhang Zian in shock, reached out to hold the reading glasses, and said, "You mean you transplanted from the mountain to your home, and the transplant survived?"

"That's right." Zhang Zian said calmly, seeing Hua Tiansheng's shocked expression.

Of course he knew why Hua Tiansheng was shocked, wild ginseng is very difficult to transplant alive.

"Boss Hua, I came to see you today because I hope you can help me find out what year this ginseng is from." Zhang Zian explained the purpose of his visit.

Hua Tiansheng nodded, moved the small basin containing ginseng closer to him, and looked at it carefully.

The easiest way to identify the age of ginseng is to look at the iron lines on the ginseng fruit. The denser the iron lines, the greater the year, just like counting the rings of a tree. The second is to look at the roots of ginseng. The thicker the roots, The years are longer.

But there is another special observation method. The most common ginseng is four-leaf ginseng. The age of four-leaf ginseng must be less than 40 years old, and ten-year ginseng also has four leaves. Therefore, only the first two methods can be used for four-leaf ginseng. Ginseng has been around for 40 years, and there will be an extra leaf every ten years.

The ginseng in front of me is Jiuye, that is to say, the minimum age of this ginseng is 90 years.

This is 90 years old, 50-year-old ginseng is already the best, and [-]-year-old ginseng is even more rare.

Hua Tiansheng carefully observed the ginseng leaves, there is no splicing ingredients, often in the market, many people will sell the four-leaf ginseng as five-leaf ginseng by splicing ginseng leaves for profit.

"Mr. Zhang, may I dig out the ginseng?" Hua Tiansheng asked Zhang Zian.

In his sixty years of practice, Hua Tiansheng has never seen a century-old ginseng, so he couldn't be excited.

"Of course." Zhang Zian replied casually.

"Wait a moment." Hua Tiansheng gently placed the small basin containing ginseng on the table, turned and left.

No, Hua Tiansheng came over with a leather bag and took out a set of tools from it.

"This set of tools is all made of elephant bones. Using this set of tools to dig ginseng will hardly cause damage to the ginseng." Hua Tiansheng explained to Zhang Zian.

Looking at the various tools in front of him, Zhang Zian felt ashamed. Is there such a trouble?

Although I also know that it is best not to hurt the roots when digging ginseng, but I just dig with a shovel to avoid hurting the roots as much as possible.

Of course, I was not careful today. When I transplanted from the mountain, I did it myself. It was great.

Even though he thought this way in his heart, Zhang Zian didn't dare to say it out. Seeing how seriously Hua Tiansheng took this ginseng plant, if he knew what he was doing, he would really die of anger.

Hua Tiansheng carefully poured out the soil bit by bit, and the roots of the ginseng were not damaged at all. It took more than half an hour to take out the ginseng.

"Excellent, really excellent. I have been in the industry for so many years, and I have never seen such excellent ginseng." Hua Tiansheng held the ginseng in both hands and exclaimed.

"Hua...Boss Hua, in your opinion, what is the year of this ginseng?" Zhang Zian can guess from Hua Tiansheng's performance that his ginseng should be quite old, but we have to wait for the specifics. Experts speak.

Hua Tiansheng caressed the ginseng in his hand, and suddenly frowned, then his face was full of guilt, his voice trembling, and he said to himself: "I shouldn't, I shouldn't, I'm careful enough, what's the matter with this root?" ?”

He went to dig in the mound again to make sure there were no broken roots, and then he looked up at Zhang Zian.

Zhang Zian's face was full of embarrassment, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Could it be that he accidentally cut off the root with a shovel? Zhang Zian believed that as long as he dared to say it, Hua Tiansheng could slap him.

Zhang Zian quickly changed the subject, and asked again: "Boss Hua, what year do you think this ginseng is from?"

Hua Tiansheng looked down at the ginseng, and said excitedly: "If the old man didn't miss it, the age of this ginseng should be more than 90 years, and there is a shallow iron line pattern, which means that it will soon become a century-old ginseng. gone."

Zhang Zian was immediately overjoyed. With this century-old ginseng, he could finally start refining his Zengling Pill.

Seeing Boss Hua's love for ginseng, Zhang Zian couldn't help but leave now. After all, he did him a big favor.

Half an hour later, Zhang Zian couldn't wait any longer. Just as he was about to speak, Hua Tiansheng opened his mouth first, "Mr. Zhang, do you intend to sell this ginseng? Tell me what price you want, and you will never bargain."

Hua Tiansheng looked at Zhang Zian expectantly.

"This...boss Hua, to be honest, I also really need this century-old ginseng." Zhang Zian said truthfully.

I still need to use it to refine Zengling Pill. If I have no use for it, I will definitely sell it immediately. After all, the price of a century-old ginseng is definitely an astronomical figure.

"Mr. Zhang really don't think about it anymore? The price of this ginseng plant is at least 500 million." Hua Tiansheng said with hope.

Zhang Zian shook his head.

Hua Tiansheng sighed, and carefully helped Zhang Zian put the ginseng back into the pot and filled it with soil.

The movements are extremely gentle.

Hua Tiansheng asked for Zhang Zian's contact information, hoping that Zhang Zian would contact him after changing his mind.

Zhang Zian left Baicao Studio and put the ginseng on the back seat casually, when the phone rang.

He took it out and saw that it was Du Xiaoshuang.

"What, are you done?"

"Ok!"

"Wait, we'll be there soon."

Zhang Zian kicked the accelerator, and the pickup truck rushed out.

Hua Tiansheng stood at the door, watched the pickup truck disappear at the end, and then walked back into the house shaking his head.

I have no fate with Centennial Ginseng.

In less than 10 minutes, Zhang Zian arrived at the gate of the town government, and immediately saw Du Xiaoshuang standing at the gate waiting.

After Du Xiaoshuang got into the car, Zhang Zian slowly started it.

Looking at Du Xiaoshuang's listless look, he knew that the conversation must not have gone well, and Zhang Zian didn't know how to comfort him.

When they got home, neither of them said a word. Du Xiaoshuang picked up his schoolbag and went to the village committee office. Zhang Zian planted the ginseng back in the vat. Boss Hua didn't say anything. Simple, let's train for another week to see.

"Baabaa!"

Suddenly two bleats came from the pigsty. Zhang Zian walked over to see the two little lambs happily gnawing on the grass. They were not afraid when they saw Zhang Zian.

Zhang looked stunned for a moment, it seemed that his mother bought the lamb while he was away.

There was a wild boar next to him, he just looked up at Zhang Zian, and continued to sleep soundly.