No matter what is planted, the efficiency of the wild is naturally not as good as the result of artificial careful cultivation, but no one has found that in some primeval forests, there is enough time to grow, no one cares, time is boiled, it is more and more precious.

Artificially cultivated ginseng, the reason why there is no market.

It is because the growth cycle of ginseng is too long, even if you can grow ten times faster, and you can plant ginseng for ten years to have the medicinal power of a hundred years of wild ginseng.

Therefore, wild ginseng is a treasure, artificially grown, and has always been garbage.

However, Songshan is not the same.

The batch of ginseng he carefully cultivated, because it had been moistened by the dregs of the medicine in the previous refining pill tripod, grew much faster than the bamboo shoots after spring, and the current size, hundreds of years of wild life, is definitely comparable.

"There are too few wild ginseng now, and my grandfather offered 10 million yuan to find a thousand-year-old wild ginseng in order to find me medicine, but there is no one, it is absolutely priceless!"

Meng Yue said: "If you are so capable, the ginseng that has been planted for thousands of years, I believe that the three hundred and sixty lines of the line are the champions, and being a farmer is definitely much more popular in other professions!"

"Give me some more time!"

Song Shan looked at the seven ginseng left in the small greenhouse and said, "There is hope for thousand-year-old ginseng!"

"It's not fake, is it?"

Fang Nanyi pursed his lips and hit Song Shan and said: "I haven't heard of thousand-year-old ginseng that people can grow, what thousand-year-old ginseng on the market was all fakes, I haven't seen it really exist!"

"Get out!"

Song Shan shook her face and said coldly: "I, Song Shan, can be doubted for anything, but my professional ethics must not be doubted, although I Song Shan is just a farmer facing the loess with his back to the sky, but the things I grow are absolutely genuine!"

Even if it is a beauty, it cannot question his Song Shan's professionalism.

This is contempt for personality.

"Shanzi, that's not what Nanyi meant!" Meng Yue smiled, neutralized the stiff atmosphere, and said, "If you really grow it, tell me, I will book it in advance!"

"Okay, I'll give you the best when the time comes!"

When Song Shan heard this, his unhappy expression suddenly became smiling, and it was still a good feeling that someone trusted him.

"Who doubts your professionalism, stingy man!"

Fang Nanyi saw that Song Shan ignored herself, and muttered a little, but she was still a little flustered in her heart, she seemed to know that she had said the wrong thing, but who was she, a witch from Sijiu City, the boss of the dignified treasure pawn, and she definitely did not apologize.

............

Dinner is served, and eating is Chen Ruhui's specialty cooking.

Noodles.

Chen Ruhui actually has a lot of cooking skills, but what she is best at, Song Shan's favorite, is always Zangzi noodles, this special snack in her hometown, it doesn't matter how it tastes, Song Shan has special emotions.

"Yueyue beauty, just a moment, my family only has such a hospitality!"

Song Shan took a big bite of it, and said: "Tomorrow I will ask my mother to kill a chicken for you to eat, the local pheasant is very delicious!"

"What about me?"

Fang Nanyi also followed Song Shan and swallowed, looking at Song Shan with some dissatisfaction.

"You're not a newcomer!" Song Shan pouted: "Just two bowls of noodles, if you like to eat or not, don't eat and pull down!"

Men have to be stingy, who let Fang Nanyi insist on his professionalism and professional ethics in the greenhouse just now, which is unforgivable.

"I have never heard the newcomer laugh, not the old man crying!"

Fang Nanyi gritted his teeth and complained about Song Shan.

"Nanyi, don't listen to this stinky boy's nonsense, whatever you like to eat, Auntie will cook it for you, it's just that Auntie's craftsmanship is at this level, you don't dislike it!"

Chen Ruhui likes Fang Nanyi very much, she has more Fang Nanyi's character than Mengyue, a delicate girl.

"Thank you, Auntie!"

Fang Nanyi smiled sweetly, and made an arrogant grimace to Song Shan.

"Actually, this noodle is already very good!"

Mengyue is not an ordinary person, not only the owner of Bao Shilou, but also a food expert, she took two bites and commented: " Many people say that food is food, the best ingredients, the best cooking skills, in order to make top food, but I think that food should be full of feelings, among which local snacks are the most emotional food, every place, every feature, can be integrated into local snacks, all say that the northwest of Zhenzi noodles, there is the style of the people of the northwest, I can eat it, auntie's cooking skills are really good!"

She wasn't saying a kind word.

As a top food critic in China, her words can make a food famous all over the country, and she is responsible for what she says.

"Oops!"

Chen Ruhui is rarely a little modest: "There is no such thing, it is Shanzi who loves to eat this, and I am practice makes perfect!"

"Mom, when did you learn the idiom, practice makes perfect, and it's good to use!" Song Shan praised.

"Roll the calves!"

Chen Ruhui was particularly unhappy that Song Shan revealed that she was uneducated, this son has been raised for many years.

"Huh!"

Meng Yue looked at the mother and son, eating and smiling.

She suddenly understood, why Fang Nanyi liked this place, before she thought it was because of the environment, from the beginning of entering the village, this rich environment made her feel very happy, like a paradise.

But now she understands that Fang Nanyi is envious of this atmosphere.

The Fang family, the kind of military family where all men die, is carried by some women, and they are all cultivated as heroines, Fang Nanyi grew up in an iron-blooded environment since she was a child, and she doesn't know what warmth is.

Here, on the contrary, she enjoyed.

....................................

After dinner, Song Shan sent Fang Nanyi and Mengyue to the farmhouse.

This time, Mengyue is here to stay for a long time.

Her problems, at least more than half a year, to solve, living in a farmhouse, is the best arrangement, there are independent suites, and the environment is also very good.

At night, it was dark.

They were walking past.

Meng Yue wanted to see the scenery, so she parked the Land Rover at the Song family, and they walked directly over, as for the salute, the Song family has a coolie, which is much better than a horse and a mule.

So what happened as we see it now.

Song Shan and the two beauties walked side by side, with a big tiger behind him, steadily dragging several large suitcases, and followed the three of them at a slow pace.

It's a very weird scene.

"Shanzi, is this okay?"

Meng Yue said that she was very surprised, it was already special to see a white-fronted tiger in Song's house, and now it was even more special to let the tiger give him camel luggage.

"Don't worry, she can do it, it's just a little salute, even if two or three people sit up, it can run fast!" Song Shan said.

"You just abuse Meng Meng, be careful that God is looking for you desperately!"

Fang Nanyi knew that this big tiger was Song Tianci's daughter-in-law.

Song Shan said: "She has gained weight recently, don't give her some training, if she continues to grow like this, Song Tianci can only marry a fat daughter-in-law!"

Fengsheng Village is different from other villages, it is completely dark at night, and now every corner of the village is basically illuminated by street lights, unless there are some special corners, as long as it is a road, it will not be dark.

So the roads are very open.

Along the way, it aroused a lot of curiosity in the village.

"That's Shanzi's daughter-in-law?"

"Two daughters-in-law?"

"What's wrong with the two, Shanzi has so much money now, you can marry ten daughters-in-law!"

"It must be from the city, only the girls in the city are so smart!"

Rural people, at night is the time to discuss right and wrong, at this time, there is such a good thing to talk about, not to mention a thorough.

Finally got to the farmhouse.

Song Jifang has already arranged the room.

"You guys live here now, the environment here is good, I'll arrange it for Meng Yue tomorrow, it's difficult to completely solve her problems, but nine times out of ten, it's still sure!"

Song Shan sent them to the door.

"Thank you, Shanzi!" Meng Yue suddenly took out a palm-sized bronze object and said, "Listen to Nanyi, you like bronze Guding, I asked people to find this thing, and I gave it to you as a gift!"

"Another ......"

Meng Yue suddenly came up, kissed Song Shan's cheek, and then said with a smile: "This is the reward for saving my grandfather when you were in Yanjing, don't get me wrong!"

Song Shan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then he saw it......

Syllable!

Fang Nanyi slammed the door in, and there was an earth-shattering impact between the door and the door frame.

"Beauty, I'll save you, what do you want!" Song Shan was very depressed.

"You'll find out later!"

Meng Yue closed her door with a smile.