After a set of strict inspections, Yao Ruixue's previous interest was lost by more than half.

The car can only be parked in the exclusive parking lot, and the parking lot is a little far away from the location of the stall, and there is no way to go far, and all the potted plants can only be moved to the stall by the three of them little by little.

Yao Ruixue had the least strength, and could only hold two of the smallest potted ginseng plants on one left and one right, and Lin Hong and Shi Hongfei both hugged eight to ten pots.

Their booth is No. 199 in the city, and along the way, there are already many stalls ready to put goods on display, and some have already been set up.

Even some of the stalls are already surrounded by a lot of customers, so it's not lively.

The makeshift street is 5,000 kilometers long, and there are all kinds of food and snacks.

Yao Ruixue soon discovered that the snacks were actually snacks and cold dishes and the like, and she knew that there were no fireworks here when she asked.

Each table is not large, and there is a one-meter-five long table prepared uniformly.

"Wanwan, you look at the stall here, and the other flowers will be moved by me and Boss Lin."

Shi Hongfei didn't want his Wanwan to do this kind of hard work again, when he came in just now, he didn't want her to move the two pots, but he couldn't screw her.

It's going to make her sit here and watch, and that's fine.

"Okay, then it's hard for you and Sister Lin Hong."

As soon as the people left, Yao Ruixue first put out the potted ginseng plants, and then took out a piece of paper that had been written in advance from the backpack that Shi Hongfei gave her before, took it out, and pasted it on the table.

Because, Yao Ruixue knew that she couldn't shout like other stall owners, so she made preparations.

Then, with everything done, she sat there.

I feel that this place is the same as the hometown market, everyone sells their own things, and from time to time there are two yo sounds to affect the attention of passing customers.

"Huh? Live ginseng? ”

"Let's go, go over and have a look."

Yao Ruixue came to the stall with two old people, one wearing glasses and the other with white hair; The other has green hair, no glasses, but a long scar on his wrinkled face, which is a little scary at a glance.

Yao Ruixue was not afraid of Lin Hong's face, let alone that the other party was two old men.

The eyebrows and eyes were crooked and he smiled very enthusiastically, and when he stood up, he took the initiative to greet and introduce: "The two grandfathers take a look at it casually, live ginseng, it is good-looking and can be used as a medicinal material, the ginseng I grow is different from other people's, and the medicinal effect I grow is stronger than that of century-old ginseng." ”

This is really not Yao Ruixue's boasting, her live ginseng potted plants are watered with spiritual water every day, and her ginseng grows for one day, which can be worth half a year to a year of ordinary ginseng.

Take it into medicine or soak in wine, and the effect is very good.

This is what Shi Hongfei used to experiment.

The white-haired old man couldn't deny a smile: "You are really a living ginseng, not a white radish, right?" ”

Shi Jue was shaken by the little girl's crooked smiling eyes, after all, this old friend beside him, standing on a stall set up by several women just now, actually either startled people or retreated. It's not like this little girl, who smiles passionately at all.

Of course, the most important thing is this live ginseng, which he looks familiar with.

The little lord of his family, didn't just bring home two potted plants, like a baby, and no one was allowed to touch them.

And every day to be watered with medicinal wine, his old grandfather scolded his little lord every day for spoiling good things, and he is now a glass of medicinal wine every day, and his body is becoming more and more comfortable day by day.

The little lord at home said that the medicinal wine was made of this kind of live ginseng.