Woof~!

Xiao Ling, who was following behind Zhao Yiran, barked at Zhao Yiran as he walked.

But Zhao Yiran ignored him: "Don't call it, I won't give you food ...... if I call."

Whew~!

Hearing the master's voice, Xiao Ling followed behind Zhao Yiran aggrievedly.

"It's still early, so I'll go directly to the medicinal herb market in a while, and ask about the century-old wild ginseng first...... Then go straight to the west district of Jiangcheng!"

Zhao Yiran looked at the time, it was not yet twelve o'clock.

Going to the western district of Jiangcheng to find it by himself was a helpless way for Zhao Yiran.

If you can get news about the century-old wild ginseng in the medicinal herb market, or something related.

It is also helpful for Zhao Yiran to dig ginseng by himself.

At least for now, Zhao Yiran doesn't know how to dig ginseng.

You can't just go down with a shovel when you see ginseng, right?

What should I do if the planing is broken...... There are so many false roots of ginseng!

Learn how to dig ginseng online?

There are naturally on the Internet, but who can post the real unique skills on the Internet?

At least that's what Zhao Yiran thought.

......

The sweet potatoes I carried with me ate a lot.

With the existence of sweet potatoes, Zhao Yiran was spared the fate of being hungry.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Yiran came to the medicinal herb market in the eastern district of Jiangcheng.

The first medicinal herb shop to come was naturally the medicinal herb shop that Zhao Yiran had bought for Xiaoling's evolution.

opened his mouth to inquire about the century-old wild ginseng, but the shop owner was shocked, and he didn't even have that kind of high-end thing......

In desperation, Zhao Yiran could only go around the medicinal herb market and find a store specializing in selling ginseng.

"100 years of wild ginseng? No, there are only more than 20 years of vintage, or you can make five of them, and you can achieve the effect of 100 years, right?"

Listening to this kind of words, Zhao Yiran could only disdain in his heart: You are particularly mentally retarded......

After several tosses, Zhao Yiran almost changed the market of this medicinal material, and he did not find any information about the century-old wild ginseng.

However, there are a few high-end shops with 80 or 90 years of wild ginseng.

The age of this wild ginseng naturally does not meet the requirements required for Zhao Yiran's spirit beast to break through the quality.

However, Zhao Yiran was fortunate enough to witness one of the exhibits that claimed to have 80-year-old wild ginseng.

The price is quite amazing - 1.2 million!

Listening to the introduction of the ginseng model, it was also recently received by the store.

Zhao Yiran was fortunate to see it, and naturally he conducted a 360-degree all-round observation of the wild ginseng in the glass box of the layers of exhibits, as well as a spiritual exploration.

Keeping the information in mind, Zhao Yiran was ready to go to the mountains to dig ginseng.

Judging from the current situation, it is a bit unrealistic to buy a century-old wild ginseng to break through Xiaoling.

At least for now, the money in Zhao Yiran's pocket is not enough to buy a century-old wild ginseng.

Zhao Yiran, who received a reward of 100,000 yuan after helping Li Yuyan, was not happy enough for a whole day, and was completely defeated by this century-old wild ginseng required to break through the task!

"It is said that cultivating immortals is poor for three generations, and my raising spirit beasts is enough for me for three generations......"

Zhao Yiran sighed, glanced at Xiao Ling, who had been quietly following beside him.

At this moment, Xiao Ling also seemed to feel the master's gaze, and turned his head to his master.

Looking at each other, Zhao Yiran squatted down and touched Xiao Ling's head affectionately: "Good, we can't afford it, so let's dig and try it~!"

"I can only pin my hope on the mountains and forests in the western district of Jiangcheng for the time being!"

Standing up, Zhao Yiran muttered in his heart.

To be honest, Zhao Yiran also has no bottom in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have checked the post on the Tianya forum last night to see if there were any spirit beads and money to make......

But then again, after meeting Uncle Zhang's sweet potato, that is, the wild rattan potato, Zhao Yiran had a lot of confidence in the western district of Jiangcheng.

"Every year, a hundred years of wild ginseng are excavated, ordinary people can dig it, but I can't dig it?"

Looking at the information about wild ginseng that he checked on the Internet in the early hours of this morning, Zhao Yiran thought so in his heart.

"There is no Jiangcheng West District, so I will go straight to Changbai Mountain~!Anyway, in the past half month, the air tickets to Changbai Mountain have been ...... at a special price."

With a sigh of relief in his heart, Zhao Yiran quickened his pace.

As early as this morning, Zhao Yiran was ready to be together.

Not far ahead, there is a shop on the street selling medicinal herbs and farm tools.

When he was wandering around this medicinal herb market before, Zhao Yiran had seen that there were more people who went to that house to buy things.

Zhao Yiran learned on the Internet that it is the peak season for digging ginseng, so there are quite a lot of people in the medicinal materials market.

There is also an endless stream of people buying utensils.

"To dig medicinal herbs, you must use a professional medicine shovel, especially in the wild...... Look, I've got the most complete tools here. ”

"What? Going to dig ginseng? Come, give you this!

Do you need outdoor products? I have a special price here, and in winter, the climate on the side of Changbai Mountain is still very bad. ”

After all the people around the stall left, Zhao Yiran stood in front of a stall selling medicinal tools and tools, and after expressing his intention, he looked at a shovel handed over by a bloated middle-aged uncle, as well as a red rope.

"Uh...... No, what's this red rope for?"

Zhao Yiran did not rush to take the shovel and red rope handed over by the boss here, but asked suspiciously.

He wouldn't tell this boss that he was going to dig ginseng in the mountains in the western district of Jiangcheng...... Naturally, outdoor appliances are not used.

After living in Jiangcheng for so many years, Zhao Yiran has never heard of anyone digging ginseng here in Jiangcheng.

"Young man, you don't understand, digging ginseng, you must use this 'fairy rope', otherwise, ginseng will run!"

The fat boss looked at Zhao Yiran with a smile and shrugged his shoulders casually, but his eyes were looking up and down on Zhao Yiran's body.

When his eyes fell on Xiao Ling beside Zhao Yiran, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Then he raised the shovel and red rope in his hand to Zhao Yiran: "Come, a total of two hundred yuan! ”

For the eyes of this fat boss, Zhao Yiran naturally understood it.

But Zhao Yiran seems to be getting used to it.

Because anyone who sees Xiao Ling has this kind of look.

There's no way, Zhao Yiran also wants to keep a low profile, but the current Xiaoling feels too 'watery'......

"Tie the immortal rope, cultivate the immortal, and tie the immortal rope...... How much is a shovel, you need a shovel!"

Zhao Yiran pursed his lips and said.

"Well, shovel thirty. ”

Seeing Zhao Yiran's expression, the fat boss of the stall didn't talk nonsense and took the red rope back.

It seems that for people of Zhao Yiran's age who want to learn how to dig ginseng, the behavior they show is no longer strange.

After paying the money and taking the shovel, Zhao Yiran turned around and left, followed closely by Xiao Ling.