Fang Ming put down the bamboo basket, picked up a wooden stick, and squatted down to dig carefully but quickly.

"Ning Ning, here you go."

Ning Xi took over an old ginseng with complete roots dug out by Fang Ming, at least for a hundred years, this is a rare thing.

In this era, ginseng grown in Changbai Mountain can be sold for 30 or 40 yuan per catty, and the century-old ginseng in her hand can be sold for at least more than 500 yuan, which is equivalent to more than 500,000 yuan in the 21st century!

Ning Xi carefully put the ginseng back into the bamboo basket, and said with a smile:

"Brother Ming, we are going to be developed!"

Fang Ming pulled her up, "That's Ning Ning's luck that she found this ginseng plant." ”

He often went up the mountain and never found anything like this at once.

The corners of Ning Xi's mouth curled and smiled.

Where is her good luck, it's just the ginseng coordinates exchanged by the system lottery.

If you pick up a big basket, then you are the daughter of Heaven...

If she had been lucky enough, the hare would have been killed in front of her, instead of having her bow and arrows hunted back.

Ning Xi was dragged forward by him, Fang Ming went up the mountain this time to hunt, and he had already laid a trap before.

There was a pheasant fluttering in the trap, and the others were empty, but fortunately he had struck two rabbits and a yellow muntjac with his bow and arrows.

The two went too deep into the mountain, and when they came out, Ning Xi found two wild chestnut trees, which had just matured in August and were dotted among the branches and leaves.

Ning Xi looked excitedly at the hairy chestnut on the tall tree, and the hairy chestnut roast chicken flashed uncontrollably in her mind!

Fang Ming smiled in a low voice, pulled her away from the tree, and cut down a bamboo tree as soon as the bamboo basket was released.

"Ning Ning, let me come."

"Uh-huh!"

Ning Xi stood a little farther away and watched the tall Fang Ming beat the chestnut tree with a bamboo pole.

After a while, a large piece was knocked down.

Ning Xi took out his homemade gloves and picked them up into the bamboo basket.

She mentioned, "Brother Ming, the bamboo basket is so heavy, you still have to carry the muntjac, I'll carry it." ”

Fang Ming pushed her away, "No, you just need to mention the rabbit and pheasant." ”

Ning Xi watched him easily pick it up.

I can't help but give a thumbs up in my heart, this figure, this physique, it's really good!

Watching him walk in front, Ning Xi's mind flashed back to the scene of him leaning himself against the trunk of the tree, and his ears suddenly became hot.

……

Back home, Ning Xi washed and cut meat by the well, Fang Yingying moved a wooden pier to help wash the vegetables, and Fang Ming sat under the old yellow plum tree in the yard and did carpentry.

Ning Xi glanced at it, a few planks had not yet been formed, and he didn't know what he was doing.

The three of them were busy, Grandma Fang was sitting in the yard holding a sunflower fan and shaking it slowly, she had been in a lot better recently, and she had been out for a long time.

Ning Xi stir-fried the chicken with various seasonings to bring out the oily aroma, and then grabbed a few handfuls of hairy chestnuts and slowly smothered over low heat.

Although it takes a little effort, the stew is more cooked and rotten, and Grandma Fang is easier to eat.

In addition to the Maoli stewed chicken, she also made a cold lotus root slices, the lotus root was exchanged by Ning Xi with mushrooms and Aunt Chen's family at the head of the village, Pan Yuyue helped a lot, after all, she lived in Aunt Chen's house, and she could talk to some extent.

After eating, Fang Ming came over to help clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

Ning Xi washed a handful of wild strawberries and reached out to feed Fang Ming two of them.

"Brother Ming, this strawberry is very sweet, for you to eat."

The red wild strawberries were against his lips, Fang Ming was washing the dishes, glanced back at her, opened his mouth and bit in.

Ning Xi's fingers were pursed by his thin lips, and he smiled.

"Well, it's very sweet."

Ning Xi's face flushed, and he hurriedly said, "I won't give it to you!" ”

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