"Come here, old mallet, let's see what you're holding!"

Seeing that the old mallet was selling crazy there alone, the judges said to him.

The old mallet laughed a few times, and came to everyone with the strange object in his hand.

One of the judges reached out to grab the object in the old mallet's hand, but he was quick to dodge it.

Then he glared at the other party and said, "Don't touch it, this thing is expensive, if you accidentally break it, you can't afford to pay for it even if you take all your property!"

Seeing the old mallet so cautious, it seems that what he is holding in his hand is really a priceless treasure. The judges' curiosity intensified and they gathered him in the center.

However, when they saw that he was holding a radish root that clearly resembled ginseng, their first reaction was to be fooled by the old mallet.

The judge, who had just been reprimanded by the old mallet for a few words, scolded even more unkindly: "You iron kidnapper, you don't know who picked up the radish root from the garbage heap to fool us, are you too idle!"

"You know a fart! If you have such a radish root in your trash can, you will be the richest man in China, and you will need to be this broken judge!"

The old mallet sneered unceremoniously.

The judge was about to ridicule him, but the oldest and most famous judge next to him said, "Okay, you all stop bickering." Thousands of pairs of eyes in the audience are staring at us! Let's get down to business first! Professor Hu, go and announce the final winner of this year's Wild Mountain Ginseng King. ”

Professor Hu answered, and was just about to turn around, when the old mallet stopped him: "Wait a minute, what is the ultimate winner of the king? You haven't even seen what I have in my hand, are you going to evaluate it as the king? Although it is indeed a well-deserved king, some necessary procedures still need to be followed!"

The judges were a little crying and laughing when they heard this.

Professor Hu knew that the old mallet had misunderstood everyone's meaning, and explained: "Old mallet, you were hiding alone just now, and you didn't even come to participate in the review work, so I don't know. Prior to this, everyone had already selected the winner of the ginseng king, which was a thousand-year-old ginseng selected by the Montenegro Group of the stick country for the second time. ”

"Millennial ginseng?"

The old stick mallet was also taken aback: "I didn't expect that the stick surnamed Li still has such a rare item in his hand, it can't be fake!"

The judge who was arguing with the old mallet sneered coldly: "Do you think that everyone is like you who talks nonsense with their eyes open and takes turnips as ginseng!"

The old mallet ignored the judges, but shook his head at the other judges and said, "Even thousand-year-old ginseng is nothing remarkable. In this competition, no one is qualified to be the king except for what I have in my hand!"

"You mean to say that you want to elect this thing in your hand as the current king?"

The old mallet nodded, and said with some pride, "That's right!"

Everyone saw that the old mallet didn't seem to be joking, and they were all a little cautious.

They also know that although the old mallet does not have much education, he does not have a professional title. But people have been a mountain traveler since they were thirteen years old, and at the age of eighteen they were already famous as the head of ginseng in the entire Xing'an Mountains, and they have dealt with ginseng all their lives, and they are no worse than their so-called experts and professors in terms of ginseng knowledge. Some of them are even more proficient than everyone else. Otherwise, the organizing committee of the competition would not have hired him to be this judge!

The oldest judge said, "Old mallet, you don't want to sell it anymore." Since you want to recommend what you have in your hand as the king of ginseng, you have to tell the reason for everyone to hear!"

"Brother Liu, don't worry, as long as everyone knows its origin, I'm sure no one will object to my proposal!"

The old mallet swore solemnly: "However, I think that when the winner of the king is announced, I will explain its origin to the people at the venue anyway, and it is better to let everyone listen to my reasons now, so as not to repeat it again when the time comes!"

This guy doesn't care if you agree or not, he just snatched the crown of the king.

At this time, because the judges did not announce the winner of the king's participation for a long time, the people in the audience seemed a little impatient, and the order seemed a little chaotic.

Everyone also knew that time could not be delayed any longer, and after some deliberation, they agreed with the old mallet.

At the same time, he set a condition for the old mallet, that is, he could not announce the ownership of the king without explaining the origin of the things in his hands and without everyone's consent.

For this condition, the old mallet didn't care at all, in his heart he had long decided that the crown of the king belonged to his own hands, but he just postponed the time of the announcement.

When the people at the meeting hall saw the old mallet walking to the center of the rostrum with a stick that looked like a radish root.

I saw the old mallet standing still in front of the podium, raised the object in his hand, and asked the people in the audience: "I want to ask everyone, does anyone know what I am holding in my hand?"

Although the people in the audience were a little far away from the old mallet and could not be clearly identified, they could still see the outline clearly, and someone shouted with a smile:

"Isn't it just a radish root? You still want to sell him as ginseng!"

The old mallet nodded and said, "I really let you say it, I just want to sell it as ginseng, and the price is not cheap, if you don't have a ticket of tens of millions in your hand, don't stand up and be embarrassed!"

Everyone in the audience burst into laughter when they heard this, apparently taking the old mallet's words as a joke.

He Ling said to Ling Zikai: "Ling Zikai, I didn't expect that the judges would also be fooled by your radish!"

Ling Zikai saw that the old mallet seemed to have recognized the origin of that thing, and suddenly came to his senses, waved his hand at He Ling, and said, "Don't interrupt, listen carefully to him first!"

Li Zhixian also seemed to recognize that the thing in the hand of the old mallet was what the little boy put on the stall to sell in the trading market yesterday, and he wanted to buy it at that time, but he was snatched by Ling Zikaijie first.

I also felt that the thing looked a little strange, and it was definitely not as simple as a radish root that most people thought, so he asked the translator to go to Ling Zikai to buy it back, but Ling Zikai rejected it.

Now seeing the old mallet take it out and show it to everyone, Li Zhixian's heart is also a little curious: Is that really a good thing?

"Don't think I'm fooling everyone, this is indeed a ginseng, an authentic wild ginseng!"

The old mallet sighed faintly and said, "Let me ask you a question first: where in the world do you say that ginseng is the best?"

"Needless to say, of course, our ginseng in Xing'anling is the best!" someone replied.

The old mallet shook his head and said, "You are wrong, the best ginseng in the world is not our Xing'an ginseng, but Shangdang ginseng!"

What is that, how come I've never heard of it?

Except for a few people, everyone was stunned by the words of the old mallet.

"That's right, it's Shangdangshen. In the "Shuowen Jie Zi", the explanation of the meaning of the two words ginseng is as follows: Ginseng, originally known as '葠, medicinal herb, out of the party, the participant also!'

The "Fan Zi Jiran" of the Spring and Autumn Period also recorded: "Ginseng is born in the party." ’

Uncle Liu Jingshu's "Alien Garden" also said: "Ginseng, an earth spirit, is the best for those who give birth to the party." ’

'Humanoid Character Chronicles,

I've got to be so young.

Shame on the uncle's empty medicine,

Please take a closer look. ’

This is a poem written by the Tang Dynasty poet Duan Chengshi called "Duan Cheng Shi with Ginseng". At that time, he wanted to ask for ginseng from the party but couldn't, and his friend Zhou Miao got the idea of getting a gift to him.

Do you know where the party is?

In the current Jinnan Province, it is at the top of Taihang, the highest terrain, and the sky is the party.

Because the ginseng body of Shangdang ginseng grows very long, the ginseng skin is golden, moist and sweet, so it is also called yellow essence.

Having said so much, everyone must ask, since Shangdang Ginseng is so famous, why have we never seen it?

Because this Dang ginseng has been extinct as early as five or six hundred years ago!

Do you think you can still see it now?

Perhaps, we should be grateful for this extinct kind of Shangdang ginseng.

Because Shangdang ginseng could not be found anywhere, it was only later that people came to us here, which made the reputation of Xing'an ginseng great.

After talking for a long time, everyone must have scolded me in their hearts for whether the old mallet had nothing to do, standing here and talking about the mountains.

Don't worry, what I want to say next is, do you see what I'm holding?"

The old mallet raised the thing in his hand high as he spoke, and said with some excitement: "What I want to tell you today is that the thing I hold in my hand that looks like a radish root is Shangdang ginseng, which has been extinct for five or six hundred years, and is known as the treasure of ginseng, Huangjing!"

As soon as the old mallet's words fell, there was a burst of discussion in the audience:

"Old mallet, you can't fool us, are you!"

"That's right, anyway, no one has ever seen any Shangdang ginseng, who knows if it's true or not!"

"Didn't you say that it was extinct five hundred years ago, and now how could it suddenly run out!"

Don't say that the people in the audience don't believe it, even the judges behind the old mallet showed a look of suspicion on their faces.

The cuckoo quietly asked Ling Zikai, "Do you think what the old mallet said is credible?"

Ling Zikai was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "In its ginseng body, it contains a very abundant energy essence, I think even if it is not the Shangdang ginseng that the old mallet said, it should be a rare medicinal material that has never been discovered." Its value is not at all below the thousand-year-old ginseng. ”

"Did you think of buying it back from the little boy because you discovered the energy essence in its body?"

Ling Zikai didn't want to hide it from the cuckoo, nodded and said, "It's a pity that I forgot to ask where the little boy's home lived at that time, otherwise I would have the opportunity to go to the cave where he dug this thing in the future to find out if there would be any other discoveries!"

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