The little silver wolf in An Xin's backpack poked his head out and screamed, and covered his eyes with two small paws, as if he was ashamed that An Xin would ask such a retarded question. 『Galaxy the Great, no pop-up ads to read. Don't say it, in the past two days, Anxin has often used internal force to help it regulate its body, it seems to be stronger, and it is becoming more and more sticky to Anxin.

Li Yuanhao smiled bitterly and said: "Silly girl, look at this snow, it is all withered branches and leaves, where do you want to tie this red thread?" An Xin realized what she was wrong with, and she stuck out her tongue in embarrassment. However, she still said with great interest: "I know that this ginseng is sold there, or let me dig it." ”

Meng Dezi shook his head and said: "That's not good, digging ginseng is a meticulous job, because it has many roots, and if you want to dig it out of this soil without breaking it at all, you can't do it at all without five or six years of experience." ”

"Don't let me dig this one." An Xin's eyes turned, and she pointed not far away and said slyly: "Then I'll dig that one, it should be about fifty years old, and it can be called a four-grade leaf." ”

"How did you know there was still a four-pint leaf there?" Meng Dezi was stunned for a moment, he felt that the woman in front of him felt more and more mysterious to him, as if he could do anything on this Changbai Mountain. It's true, and I don't let myself, an authentic native mountain man, find some sense of existence.

An Xin didn't answer his question, but still said unrelentingly: "Anyway, I must dig a wild ginseng with my own hands today." ”

"My aunt and grandmother. Can't you stop the meeting? As I said, if this wild ginseng breaks a little skin, the value of this yao will be greatly reduced. This isn't just for fun, don't you make a fuss! Meng Dezi persuaded with a sad face, and also looked at Li Yuanhao.

An Xin didn't pay attention to his advice at all, but swore solemnly: "Who said that I would definitely break it, maybe I was better than you dug it." ”

Li Yuanhao said with a smile: "Brother Meng, she is curious, you just let her dig it." Anyway, no matter what she digs up, we won't lose a cent of the price. ”

Meng Dezi stomped his feet and said, "You melon baby." It's not a matter of money at all, okay! This is the king of a hundred cao, not a single turnip. I'm afraid you're going to spoil the treasures that are getting more and more rare in the world. "You know, in the winter in the Northeast, even the land can be frozen. When digging ginseng, it is a hundred times more difficult than in summer, and the slightest mistake will hurt the ginseng. Even Meng Dezi, a ginseng digger with rich experience, did not dare to guarantee 100% that he could dig out this five-grade leaf completely from the frozen hard soil.

But seeing that Li Yuanhao was still smiling and unmoved, he said hatefully: "Okay, okay." I don't care, it's your own stuff anyway, I'm just in charge of leading the way. Go and toss yourselves. ”

Seeing that Meng Dezi was finally relieved. , An Xin couldn't help clapping her hands and cheering: "Great." Li Yuanhao watched her every move with a doting face.

Meng Dezi, who was still a little resentful, was not angry when he saw this. He said to Li Yuanhao with some emotion: "In the past, when Gu Lian was still by my side, I also responded to all her requests, whether they were reasonable or not. I just got in the picture. It's not as thorough as you think. The most valuable things are not as good as a smile from a sweetheart. An Xin, who was still smiling, suddenly blushed when she heard this. But an inexplicable sweetness rose in my heart.

Meng Dezi has been loosened. , he carefully taught An Xin the essentials of digging ginseng. It turns out that ginseng is different from ordinary plants, its rhizomes are upside down, and those thin ginseng whiskers are all facing the ground, so when raising ginseng, it must be dug from far to near, from bottom to top, little by little.

In fact, An Xin had already used her internal force to quietly probe the whole picture of this five-grade leaf wild ginseng, and where each of its roots extended, it was clearly shown in her mind. That's why she had a whim, and she had to dig out this king of hundred cao who had been bred for eighty years in this land full of spiritual energy. However, for Meng Dezi's patient teaching, she was still very patient and humbly taught.

An Xin put her backpack aside, and the little silver wolf inside stumbled out to find the hounds to play. Li Yuanhao took out a few sapper shovels from his backpack, handed her one, and then said gently: "Wherever you say to dig, I will listen to you." ”

An Xin carefully inspected the ground, and then used a branch to draw a circle with a diameter of about half a meter on the snow, and then said confidently: "Just dig this piece, that five-rank leaf is here." ”

Meng Dezi was secretly surprised in his heart, although he tied the red thread to the tree a few months ago, the growth location of the real wild ginseng was still a little far away from this tree, and this position was only known to him. But the circle that An Xin drew casually happened to circle the five-grade leaf in it, which made him not admire it.

An Xin and Li Yuanhao used a shovel to quickly clean up the half-meter-thick snow, as well as the dead branches and rotten leaves of the snow, and soon the frozen hard and dark brown land was bare in front of everyone.

An Xin rubbed her hands and said to Li Yuanhao with great interest: "Okay, I don't need you to help with the rest, just let me come alone." She was also afraid that Li Yuanhao would accidentally damage the wild ginseng underground. Li Yuanhao didn't care, he sang his shoulder and put down the shovel in his hand.

An Xin raised the shovel in her hand and just wanted to dig it down, but her wrist was grabbed by Meng Dezi's quick hand. He said with a sad face: "My little aunt, you can't use iron tools to dig ginseng. ”

An Xin stuck out her tongue when she heard this, her eyes rolled on the shovel, and asked curiously, "What do you use without a shovel?" You can't ask me to come with my hands. ”

"You wait, don't do it indiscriminately." Meng Dezi specially admonished An Xin, then took out the firewood knife pinned to his waist and cut off a branch as thick as his arm. Then cut a few times to the east. After a few slashes, the branch gradually turned into the shape of a wooden knife in his hand. There is a knife tip, there is a blade. And the handle. He also carefully wrapped some cloth straps around the hilt of the knife, fearing that a wooden thorn would scratch An Xin's white palm.

After wrapping the handle of the knife, Meng Dezi handed the wooden knife into An Xin's hand and said, "You can use this to dig, you can use antlers before, but now it is difficult to see wild Meihua deer, so let's use a wooden knife." Anyway, you can't use iron. ”

Fresh ginseng, whether it is a ginseng whisker or a rhizome, is very fragile. As long as it comes into contact with iron tools, it will definitely cause damage, so this wooden knife and antlers are essential tools for ginseng pickers.

"Okay then." An Xin threw away the shovel in her hand and took the wooden knife handed over by Meng Dezi. Putting it in her hand, she still couldn't help asking: "This land is frozen hard, you are still so particular about it, you can't use this, you can't use that, if you do it yourself, how long will it take?" ”

Meng Dezi thought for a while and said, "It will probably take a whole day, and a wooden knife is far from enough, it is easy to be pried off." I usually have two or three spares to spare, or how many more should I prepare for you? ”

"No, this one will suffice." An Xin didn't say a word. A knife went down. Because the wooden knife was filled with internal force by her, it was a few points sharper than the shovel that ordinary people held in their hands. The frozen hard ground was like a piece of iron in front of An Xin, and the wooden knife was loosely cut down by her kiss, only a small section of the handle was exposed, and the cloth belt wrapped around it was still swaying in the wind.

Seeing this, Meng Dezi secretly smashed his tongue. He was surprised and said, "I've got to be a good girl, big girl." How can you have such a strong hand? He looked at Li Yuanhao again and said, "I said big brother, you have to listen to whatever your daughter-in-law says in the future, but you can't disobey casually." Otherwise, if she beats you with a blue nose and swollen face, you won't be reasonable. Originally, he was still laughing at Mimi, and Li Yuanhao, who was honored, suddenly turned black when he heard this.

An Xin didn't pay attention to Meng Dezi's nonsense, all her attention was focused on the circle in front of her with a diameter of half a meter, don't look at her knife seems to be very reckless, in fact, only she knows that the wooden knife just cleverly avoids the lush ginseng whiskers of wild ginseng, and the distance is only a few centimeters.

An Xin shook the wooden knife from side to side a few times until the soil around it was loosened. In fact, the frozen soil is only on the surface, and the soil inside is still very soft. The wooden knife was obviously not long enough, so An Xin poured internal force into it, destroying the deep soil that the Xiamian wooden knife couldn't reach.

Then she did the same again, and after half an hour, she used this inconspicuous wooden knife to draw a circle in the hard earth. In the end, with a lot of force, Meng Dezi watched in amazement as An Xin pried out the whole piece of soil, which contained the whole wild ginseng, and was actually pried out by her. It turned out that where wild ginseng grew, only a large soil pit more than one meter deep remained.

Meng Dezi had to admit that although An Xin's method was very barbaric, it also protected the wild ginseng best. However, except for herself, it is estimated that no one has the ability to use such a perverted method to dig ginseng.

After digging out the whole wild ginseng, An Xin threw away the wooden knife in her hand, her ten fingers were like flying, and she quickly peeled off the soil between the roots and whiskers, Meng Dezi was dumbfounded, and the whole person was stunned for a while.

You must know that in the soil where this wild ginseng grows, there are still many cao roots, tree roots, and stubborn stones, and some of them are even wrapped in ginseng. If you want to peel off all this ginseng without any damage, it takes a lot of effort. Moreover, it is a meticulous job, which requires extreme care, care, caution, and extreme patience.

But after An Xin just showed her savage and rude side, what she is showing now is her extremely delicate and soft side. Her originally white slender jade fingers were gradually dyed black by the dirt. However, it was still like a flying butterfly, and it was extremely dexterous to clean up the debris wrapped in the ginseng one by one, although the action was so fast that Meng Dezi felt that his eyes were confused and overwhelmed, but he did not let the ginseng be damaged in the slightest.

In this way, another half an hour passed, and a ginseng with complete whiskers, yellow brown skin, and a dense and deep snail-like horizontal stripe on the upper shoulder head of the hair root appeared in An Xin's hand.

The rhizome of this ginseng is not big, only about three fingers wide, but there are a lot of ginseng whiskers, thick as little fingers, thin as hair, densely spread on the snow, one meter long. What is commendable is that not a single one of the tendrils of so many ginseng is broken.

Meng Dezi sighed secretly, he was really sighing to himself now, and he was convinced. Because he asked himself that even if he did it himself, there was no way to do it, as fast and good as An Xin. Meng Dezi dared to say that in the more than 20 years he had been picking ginseng, the wild ginseng in An Xin's hand may not be the oldest, but the quality is definitely the best.

An Xin held this ginseng in her hand and looked at it carefully, it was the first time she saw fresh ginseng, and it was still very different from the gan ginseng she had bought before. It looks moist, chubby, and really looks like a fresh radish.

However, she could feel the extremely abundant aura contained in this ginseng, flowing in the ginseng body like life, as if as long as she found an outlet, it would flow out, no wonder Meng Dezi would repeatedly warn her not to break the ginseng skin. This effect is not comparable to those old ginseng that has been sunburned.

No wonder in those TV series, I always like to act, and the dying people in some big families always take a piece of ginseng in their mouths, or drink a few sips of ginseng soup, and they can hang their lives, which are used to explain the aftermath or wait to see the last look of the person they want to see.

An Xin remembered that in her previous life, when those status concubines and officials' wives wanted to please themselves, they liked to offer these superb wild ginseng to herself as a concubine at that time, but they were all sunburned. At that time, she was tired every day because she felt sorry for Tuoba Qing's work for state affairs, so she picked out the best ones and stewed them all for him. An Xin still remembers that the year of those ginseng sticks is better than the one she has now, but unfortunately, now that she thinks about it, she feels that her infatuation and love are all fed into the dog's belly.

Just when An Xin was a little sad, Meng Dezi turned his head and ran towards a tall birch tree, he used his knife to cut off a large piece of bark from the tree, and then grabbed a few handfuls of dirt and moss from the ground and spread them on the bark. Then he returned to An Xin's side and stretched out his hand to her and said, "Give me this ginseng." "To be continued

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