After buying a shovel, Zhao Yiran was not in a hurry to leave the medicinal herb market.

There is another important thing that Zhao Yiran has not done yet.

That's the way to learn about digging ginseng.

He didn't want to, if he really encountered a century-old wild ginseng in the western area of Jiangcheng, but because he didn't destroy the wild ginseng in the wrong way, he couldn't meet Xiao Ling's breakthrough needs.

As for who to ask about the method of digging ginseng, Zhao Yiran had already calculated it in his heart.

After about a few minutes, Zhao Yiran deviated from the main commercial street of the medicinal herb market and came to the easternmost part of the medicinal herb market near the fence of the medicinal herb market.

Here, there are many stalls selling medicinal herbs.

When Zhao Yiran was looking for Xiaoling Evolution Medicinal Materials, he came to inquire.

"Little brother, why don't you have some Ganoderma lucidum to replenish your body......"

"Brother, come and see, the golden lotus rejuvenating grass that has just been dug up...... And rhodiola."

......

Every time Zhao Yiran passed by these stalls, there was a sound of selling in his ears.

Scanning these stalls, Zhao Yiran looked for traces of ginseng.

After a while, Zhao Yiran found a thin old man at the end of the corner, smoking a dry cigarette with his head down, and his mouth made a sound of 'click and click'.

In front of the thin old man, a clean blue silk cloth was laid flat.

On the blue silk cloth, three ginseng sticks are neatly placed, and there is a certificate equipped next to it.

This ginseng appears to be relatively well preserved.

The freshness seems to have just been dug up.

Zhao Yiran took a closer look and observed the year of ginseng.

In my mind, I compared it with the 80-year-old wild ginseng I had observed before.

Then, Zhao Yiran had the answer in his heart.

The ginseng of this thin old man is about seven or eight years old, and it is not wild ginseng from the texture style, so the price is naturally not too expensive.

It belongs to the understory planting seeds.

For the study of ginseng, Zhao Yiran has done enough homework, and in this medicinal material market, Zhao Yiran has also listened to a lot of conversations with others, all of which are secretly remembered in his heart.

This thin old man's ginseng, Zhao Yiran estimated that one was only one hundred and eighty.

"Uncle, why do you sell ginseng. ”

Zhao Yiran took a few steps forward, squatted in front of the blue silk cloth, and asked out loud.

Seeing that someone asked the price, the old man hurriedly put down the dry tobacco and said, "I have seven or eight years of ginseng, soaking in wine, and it is still almost a matter to replenish my body." ”

The thin old man did not directly answer Zhao Yiran's words, but explained.

"I know, it's bought to soak in wine, how much is a bottle. ”

Zhao Yiran smiled at the thin old man and pointed to the ginseng on the silk cloth.

"Except for this one, the others are two and one hundred and thirty. This one has lost some ......."

The thin old man pointed to the ginseng closest to him and away from the other two ginseng sticks.

Hearing what the thin old man said, Zhao Yiran took a closer look: Sure enough.

The ginseng pointed to by the thin old man had fewer false roots, and it was also a little irregular, as if it had been taken care of.

But if you don't pay attention and don't look closely, even Zhao Yiran can't see anything.

But after being reminded by the other party, I saw it really.

"It's not in the way, it's just a little bit of a false root, it's all about soaking wine anyway.

One hundred and three is one hundred and thirteen, and all three are required. ”

Zhao Yiran said indifferently.

Before Zhao Yiran's words fell, the middle-aged man who was setting up a stall next to the old man stepped forward.

"Young man, do you want to participate? I also have this, all of them are ten years, and I will give you a hundred and thirteen, how about it?"

After the words were closed, the middle-aged man took out a few boxes containing ginseng from the backpack behind him, opened them for Zhao Yiran to see, and continued: "Look, the goods are genuine, this is an appraisal." ”

"Don't ......, young man"

Seeing such a scene, the thin old man hurriedly got up and wanted to say something.

But the middle-aged man who showed Zhao Yiran the ginseng suddenly turned his head sideways and snorted lightly: "Hmm, old Li Tou, your ginseng is not fresh anymore, and you still take it out and sell it, aren't you obviously cheating people?"

The words were closed, and the middle-aged man kicked the ginseng box on the blue silk cloth of the thin old man to the side with his foot.

Then, he turned his face and said to Zhao Yiran with a smile: "Young man, you see, my ginseng has just been dug in autumn this year, authentic understory ginseng seeds, ten years, and it is intact, the virtual roots are perfect, and the texture is also correct, and it will be sold to you at a low price of one hundred and three." ”

Seeing all this in his eyes, Zhao Yiran had a smile on his face, but his heart was like a mirror.

I can't see why this is, especially after seeing the ginseng in the box in the hands of this middle-aged man, I understand it.

The middle-aged man was right, this ginseng is indeed fresh, and the color is full, the virtual roots are intact, and the texture is clear and straight, but ......

The ginseng was so fresh that it looked like it had just been dug out of the soil yesterday, like corn cobs in two seasons a year.

You can pinch out the water.

In addition, Zhao Yiran also saw some things with colors and stars in this ginseng.

Faintly, you can still smell the slight smell of fertilizer in this ginseng!

Of course, ordinary people can't smell it, but Zhao Yiran is different from ordinary people.

His senses are extremely strong.

Especially this middle-aged man is about to paste the ginseng box on Zhao Yiran's face......

As the saying goes, ginseng for a year or two is not as good as radish, and it is better to buy this ginseng and go back to make wine than to buy a white radish to make wine.

The ten years in the mouth of the middle-aged man are naturally deceitful.

However, the appraisal certificate in this ginseng box is as fake and true.

After seeing so much ginseng in this medicinal material market, Zhao Yiran was naturally able to distinguish the authenticity of the appraisal report.

Woo woo woo~!

Someone approached his master, and the little spirit on the side was prostrate and made a warning sound from his mouth.

Faintly, the bottom of the paws shone with a faint blue flame.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Yiran hurriedly restrained Xiao Ling's spiritual power, and channeled Xiao Ling's emotions through the spiritual power connection.

He didn't want Xiao Ling to burn people because someone was selling fake ginseng here......

When the middle-aged man saw Xiao Ling's actions, he didn't care, as if he wished that Xiao Ling would come up and give him a mouthful, and he could make some money by selling ginseng by the way......

"Hehe, this uncle, I'm sorry, I want to buy ginseng soaking wine for seven or eight years today, I'm sorry. ”

Stretching out a finger with one hand, he pushed the ginseng box in front of him away, and Zhao Yiran smiled with a smile.

"You...... Oh well~!"

Hearing Zhao Yiran's words, the middle-aged man originally wanted to say something, but he seemed to feel that the young man in front of him seemed to see the cattiness of his ginseng.

Then he glanced at the thin old man viciously: "Old Li Tou, sell your ginseng well, hehe." ”

The ginseng failed to fool out, and the middle-aged man seemed to attribute the reason to the thin old man.

He naturally wouldn't think that a person of Zhao Yiran's age could recognize the quality of ginseng.