Xiao Hei said, "So if I go in and get ginseng, it won't affect you, and you won't have any discomfort, right?" ”

[So what?] What do you want to say? 】

"Hey, so...... I think, Xiaomi, you see, you can't sell a ginseng tree anyway, so you might as well give it away. Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter. ”

[If it's a liar, won't I help the abuse? Yi Mi looked at the old man.

Xiao Hei also looked over and analyzed: "Look at this old man, he wears ragged clothes, silk and satin, and a noble man with a full temperament, not a poor person.

So he's telling the truth...... Nine times out of ten, it's true, you can save someone's life, it's just a ginseng! ”

The most important thing is that the breath on the old man's body is similar to that of millet, and his life belongs to the same source, the same lineage.

Could it be that Xiaomi is the granddaughter of the old man?

[Oh well! 】

Yi Xiaomi took the ginseng and handed it over in front of all the people present, "Grandpa, you must be very thirsty after standing here for so long, right?" ”

"yes, it's a little hot, it's too burnt." The old man nodded, he was indeed thirsty.

"Grandpa, I have a radish here, it is very sweet and has a lot of water, you can use it to quench your thirst." Yi Xiaomi shoved it into the old man's hand and left.

The sun was very hot, and the old man was even thirstier.

He looked at the radish, clean, wiped it, and was about to bite it, but his eyes suddenly stopped, and he looked at the radish tremblingly, "This, this is ......" ginseng.

Centennial ginseng.

He looked in the direction where the little girl with the turnip had left, and there was no one to be found.

"Dad, why did you come out again? Didn't you let you rest at home, look at you, this hot day ......" A young man, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, came running over, and he helped the old man into the sedan chair.

The old man did not speak, but let the young man help him into the sedan chair. The sedan chair arrived at the door, the old man came back to his senses, and hurriedly said: "Qi'er, quickly, please Doctor Luo, Dad, Dad has ginseng!" ”

The young man named Qi'er looked incredulous.

I saw the old man take out the ginseng in his hand, and the young man was also disappointed, "Dad, that's the radish that the little girl gave you hungry and thirsty, look at you, I'm so tired, I want to have a radish for ginseng." ”

Just now when he came to look for his father, a little girl gave his father a hungry turnip.

The old man slapped him over, "Is it because Dad thinks too much or are you blind, open your eyes wide and see clearly." ”

The young man looked at the enlarged "radish" in front of him, and he was pleasantly surprised, "Yes, it's ginseng!" ”

"Why don't you call a doctor yet?" The old man glared at him, then went through the door.

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away!" The young man reacted and hurried to run.

……

Yi Xiaomi didn't know that one of her kind thoughts, the ginseng she gave saved the lives of her relatives.

Of course, that's all for later.

Although she didn't sell the last ginseng, the silver taels she got were not as much as she budgeted, but it was also a huge amount of money.

Back at the theater, the story ends just right.

After watching the play, I walked around again, and when I got home, the sun went down.

After dinner, Yi Xiaomi waited for his younger brother to fall asleep, knocked on the door of his father and mother, and told him his intentions.

Eight silver tickets were placed on the table and said, "Eight hundred taels in all." ”

"Xiaomi, where did you get all this?" Frightened Li March.

"Mother, don't be afraid, these are all earned by me, clean and clean, so don't worry about flowers!" Yi Xiaomi was proud and complacent, she could finally take out a huge amount of money to spend on her parents.

"Let's be clear, where did the money come from?" Yi Dalu was silent for a moment and asked heavily.