"Three hundred years?"

Jiang Hong was stunned for a moment, not that he was sorry for the three million, but that he was surprised.

You must know that although Jiang Hong is also well-informed, and the highest number of wild ginseng for three hundred years is 20 million, Jiang Hong doesn't see this amount of money.

But scarcity is precious, even with Jiang Hong's knowledge, it is the first time to see a three-hundred-year-old ginseng.

Well...... It should be very face-saving to give it to your wife.

Jiang Hong thought so.

"Brother Jiang, now that the mallet is available, let's clean up and go down the mountain."

The old man wrapped the moss-wrapped mountain ginseng, carefully handed it to Jiang Hong, and then said.

"Don't you go into the old woods?"

Jiang Hong was a little surprised, according to the plan before entering the mountain, this is just the beginning.

"The rule of mountain chasers is that every time you go up the mountain, you can only take one mallet with you."

The old man pointed to the nine people, including himself, and then pointed to the mountain ginseng, and said: "Now, there are ten people, perfect and good." ”

There are nine people up the mountain, and ten people on the bottom of the mountain plus the mallet, which is the old rule.

"Since it's a rule, then listen to you, brother."

Jiang Hong didn't have any intention of disagreeing, nodded and agreed.

The group quickly packed up their things and followed the old boss back the same way.

Jiang Qi fell behind and glanced back at the pit that had been buried.

A large translucent fox was standing there, saluting Jiang Qi.

Jiang Qi nodded at it, thought about it, flicked his fingers, and passed through a Xuanqi.

You can't let people work in vain.

The big fox was pleasantly surprised and directly kowtowed to Jiang Qi, and then left respectfully.

The ginseng that Fang Cai is naturally the one that Hu promised to arrange, it can't be said to be seamless, but at least it is within the range that ordinary people can accept.

Jiang Qi didn't care what to do with this ginseng in the end, his original intention was to use this ginseng to test the old master.

If the boss chooses to hide it, then there is no need for cooperation to continue.

Fortunately, the old boss finally chose to abide by the rules.

As for the three million given, Jiang Hong has the final say, and he will do his best to buy the old boss with three million. No matter how you look at it, you won't lose.

What's more, this money is distributed to the mountain chasers, including the old leader, not to the old leader himself.

This comes from Jiang Qi's postgraduate entrance examination, and he has passed the old way.

And if one day Jiang Qi solves the secret on his body, he will inevitably deal with the old boss or the next boss.

Of course, a better option is to let Mom and Dad work hard to have another one.

Anyway, Jiang Qi's tuba has now stepped into the Xuan Cultivation Realm with one foot, which can be regarded as a crooked practice.

It is better to cultivate a trumpet from an early age to inherit the family property.

Jiang Qi was thinking about the feasibility of this plan to raise a trumpet for his parents along the way.

It is conservatively estimated that for at least twenty years, the secret on his body is not to be solved.

Along the way, Jiang Hong would look back at his son from time to time, and always felt that this kid didn't hold back his fart.

There wasn't much time left before dark, and it was impossible to go down the mountain at night, so I could only rest for another night at the ruined temple.

After arriving at the ruined temple, Lao Shen was busy making dinner with a few mountain rushers.

Jiang Qi was a little idle, so he looked at the mural.

It seems that he felt Jiang Qi's gaze, or rather, he was deliberately waiting for Jiang Qi.

The image of Liu Xian in the mural, that is, Liu Shiqian, suddenly came alive and arched his hand at Jiang Qi.

"Sir, by the order of the fifth grandmother, I have come to deliver the word."

The voice of Liu Shiqian on the mural was ethereal, but it accurately reached Jiang Qi's ears.

Only Jiang Qi could hear it.

In the eyes of outsiders, murals are still murals.

Jiang Qi's expression moved when he heard this, and he asked, "What words?" ”

"Fifth Grandma said, don't delve into the cause of Reiki failure, at least not now."

Liu Shiqian said that, he gave his hand again, and then the agility on the mural disappeared.

This proves that Liu Shiqian has left.

Jiang Qi lowered his head, and a flash of thought flashed in his eyes.

What does Grandma Fifth mean by this?

What does it mean not to delve into the cause of Reiki failure now?

Will it be possible later?

In other words, will there be any changes?

It can be seen from the warm sedan chair of the fifth grandmother and the eight paper figures wearing flying fish suits that the fifth grandmother is not simple.

But Jiang Qi didn't mean to explore this aspect.

And this sentence passed by the fifth grandmother is obviously a reminder, but what is the reason?

Jiang Qi found that this trip to Changbai Mountain, in addition to learning about some of the past of Gray Fang, added several doubts.

However, Jiang Qi is a very persuasive person, and since the fifth grandmother has said it, he has temporarily put aside his curiosity in this regard.

Putting this doubt aside, Jiang Qi rested for a while and waited for the meal to start.

It's still full of industrial meat, and it tastes like that.

After eating, everyone began to rest, and there was nothing to say all night.

The next morning, the group set off to the bottom of the mountain.

When there was a signal, the old man called the people who stayed at the bottom of the mountain.

Although the people who stayed behind were a little confused, they still sent a car to pick them up without stopping.

When I returned to the old boss's house.

Before Jiang Hong could even sit on the stool, a group of mountain chasers surrounded him.

"Boss Jiang, open our eyes."

"yes, yes! I've never seen a 300-year-old mallet in my life. ”

Whether it was those who followed the mountain or those who stayed behind, they all came over and said with a smile.

"Okay, no problem, call the big guys to come and open their eyes!"

Jiang Hong naturally would not refuse the opportunity to appear in front of people, not to mention advertising.

There is no impermeable wall in the world.

For a time, almost half of the village came to see the excitement.

Three hundred years old!

I guess I can see this time in my life!

When there are many people, it is inevitable that some will have different thoughts.

But after seeing the old boss and Boss Liu who came to deliver the skin, he still dispelled his thoughts.

At noon that day, the old leader's house was very lively.

According to Jiang Hong's words, the villagers can't be allowed to go back hungry.

So, a pig-killing dish with Syracuse characteristics was put out.

Jiang Qi didn't participate, but just fished out a bowl of pork stewed vermicelli.

Bai Yu Pen's hand was very interested in this rough and simple but delicious big pot dish.

Jiang Qi didn't go out after eating, but stayed in his room, and the qi from Changbai Mountain still existed.

Before Jiang Qi left Syracuse, he was not ready to unravel this feng shui bureau.

The first is to prevent problems before they happen, and the second is to knock on the mountain and shock the tiger, or ...... Shock rats.

As long as Gray Fang was near Changbai Mountain, he would definitely be able to feel the power of crushing its possessed disciples.

Jiang Qi is not afraid that the gray tooth will react, but he is afraid that it will not move in one place.

The question now is not how to deal with gray fangs, but how to find them.

"Do you want to contact someone from the official family?"