Chapter 372: Big Radish
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong? "Dustless and incomprehensible.
"Look—"
Lin Hanxuan threw the wooden basin over to them.
Lin Zhixuan took it steadily.
But when he looked at the things in the wooden basin, he was disappointed, and the wooden basin fell to the ground with a thud.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong? When Wuchen saw it, he was shocked.
His fortune telling has never been inaccurate, not to mention that he hasn't counted it for two whole months, which makes it even more accurate.
Like a wooden basin in the middle of the water is where the ginseng is, precisely!
It stands to reason that there must be ginseng in the float down, but the performance of these two people said that there was nothing in the wooden basin?
"Hey, what are you two doing? Knowing that I won and deliberately scared me, it was too bad. Wuchen thought of the emptiness just now, and his heart throbbed.
But after seeing it, he got angry and blamed the two of them for playing tricks on themselves.
"Who scared you? Didn't you see that there was only one large white radish in the pot, and there was no ginseng? Old man, in order to win, are you so dizzy that you can't even recognize a turnip? Lin was angry.
"What a big white radish, it's ginseng." Wuchen was annoyed, "Who the hell is blind?!" ”
"Alright, you two don't quarrel." Lin Zhixuan roared coldly.
"Boss—" Lin Han called softly.
"Boss Xuan, this is ginseng, thousand-year-old ginseng, don't believe it." Wuchen showed them it.
Lin Hanxuan directly grabbed it and flipped it left and right.
said with a disdainful face: "Isn't this still a radish?" Could it be that your spells can already turn stones into gold and turnips into ginseng, to such a point? ”
"Young people, speak well, don't be sarcastic. Don't think that when you get old, you can't understand the crooked words of you young people. Wuchen said.
"You just said ginseng, but there is so much water quality in these, isn't this just white radish? Of course, it is a little more yellow than white radish. Lin Zhixuan was skeptical.
"You two young people open your eyes and see clearly, come, taste it." Wuchen angrily broke off a few of the ginseng's whiskers and stuffed them into their mouths.
"How does it feel? Isn't it a radish? After seeing them bite down, he chewed a few times and asked sarcastically.
"This tastes ......," Lin Hanxuan frowned, "It's really not a turnip." ”
"The taste is turnip." Lin Zhixuan tasted it after a few bites, and then said.
"What?" Dust-free airway, "This is obviously ginseng, thousand-year-old ginseng, where is this radish." ”
"My family eats this radish, I eat it often, and the birds love to eat it." Lin Zhixuan said indifferently.
"You open your eyes wide, you look, you see there's blood on it, this is what people fed blood, no......" Wuchen reacted, looked at the ginseng again, and repeated it several times.
Suddenly, Wuchen thought of something, and his eyes were full of smiles.
"Look, stupid, it seems that you are the one who should make up for your brain." Lin greeted Lin Zhixuan and let him see that there was no dust. People didn't look at it, he also broke people's bodies and came over, so that the other party looked there.
Lin Zhixuan was too lazy to care.
Wuchen sniffed the smell on it, and happily placed Lin Zhixuan, "This bloodstain is actually Yi Xiaomi's, Boss Xuan, your husband and wife are too fateful." ”
"What, this is sister-in-law's blood?" Lin was surprised.
"Uh-huh!" Dust-free pride.
"Really?" Lin Zhixuan was delighted.