Chapter Thirty-Nine: Parting Gifts
Chi Zheng said the spell again, and Hai Sheng was afraid of forgetting it, so he called a pen and paper and personally wrote the spell carefully into his arms.
"By the way, I don't know if ordinary people chanting spells and casting talismans are effective?" Chi Zheng almost forgot about this, and seeing that Hai Sheng was so careful, he couldn't say it again.
"But where are the ghosts and evil spirits that ordinary people are likely to encounter? β
He thinks so, the sea on the other side doesn't think so, in just a few days, he met the Yin soldiers crossing the border, and then met the night sailing ship and the Li Jiangjiang god cannibalism, the whole person is not good, he is worried all day long, if he doesn't feel that there is Chi Zheng by his side, he is afraid that he will not be able to sleep at night.
As soon as he heard that Chi Zheng was going to get off the boat and leave in Xiahai, his heart almost jumped with fear.
Fortunately, the Taoist chief was merciful and actually gave a rune, with such a rune, there is no need to worry about Li Jiangjiang God coming to eat people again, or encountering something sneaky or the like.
Originally, the ship was going to dock at Xiahai for replenishment, and without Chi Zheng's special instructions, the big ship headed towards the Xiahai port.
The whole county town of Xiahai is on the bank of the river, leading the river water into the city, forming a moat, which is naturally much more convenient, but if the Li River sends a flood, this county town is afraid that it will also encounter a catastrophe. However, because it is close to the waterfront of the Li River, it has been an important city for river transportation since ancient times, and all the way to Caoyun and commercial transportation have to stop here for supplies, so the Xiahai port is quite prosperous.
However, this is before, limited by the frequent wars in the north, the prosperity of Xiahai Port has long been gone.
Before he got close to the port of ferry, the dark clouds he had seen before swept in, and the majestic rain fell in an instant.
"Dao Chief, it's raining so hard, why don't you wait for the rain to stop before leaving?"
Haisheng hesitated.
"No, layman, just lend me a garment. β
"This is not a trivial matter," Hai Sheng beckoned, Hai Fengquan respectfully handed over a small box, "Dao Chief, this is three thousand taels of silver tickets, a small gift, it is not enough to repay the Dao Chief for saving his life twice, but it is far away from home, and the silver ticket is limited, when the Dao Chief arrives in the capital in the future, you can come to find me, and the contemptible people will definitely have a good reward." β
"Three thousand taels of silver tickets?"
In the past few days, Chi Zheng happened to listen to the chatter of the shipwright, and roughly knew the price level of Chen Guo, the ordinary shipwright only had a mere one or two or three dollars a month, but this was already good, if it were not for the injustice in the world and the soaring prices, such an ICBC would be enough for a family of three to live more than in a month.
Even when it is not peaceful, three thousand taels of silver is definitely a large amount, and ten taels of silver can make some gangsters take risks, and such a number of three thousand taels is unimaginable.
"The layman is too polite," Chi Zheng didn't pretend, "The poor road is not shirked, although the monks are used to being poor, but occasionally they also need money to act." β
"By the way, since the layman is going to the capital, the poor road has something to ask for. β
"The Taoist chief has orders, and the contemptible people dare to refuse?"
Haisheng gave up his hand solemnly.
A quarter of an hour later, looking at the dozens of catties of ginseng He Shou Wu in front of him, Hai Shenglai and Hai Fengquan were dumbfounded.
Dozens of catties of ginseng He Shou Wu is not a big deal for the rich businessman Hai Sheng, but if these ginseng He Shou Wu are all ginseng kings who have been hot for hundreds of years, that is, he has worked hard and financially, and he is afraid that he will not be able to collect so much, and it would be good to have one.
"Layman, how much do you think these ginseng are worth?" asked Chi Zheng.
β...... Immeasurable. Haisheng smiled bitterly: "This kind of ginseng king, one plant also costs thousands of taels, and if it is used urgently, it is not impossible to use ten thousand taels." β
Chi Zheng nodded when he heard it, about the price of ginseng, he was a little impressed, put it in the history of China, in the Wanli period, the average price of ginseng per catty was about ten taels of silver, but in the middle and late Qianlong period, the price of ginseng has reached 800 taels per catty, and in modern times, the quality of ginseng can reach more than 4,000 yuan per catty. But ginseng is not necessarily really valuable, there are also hype ingredients, the real best ginseng, there is no price, dozens of millions are possible.
And the people he took out at this time participated in He Shou Wu, all of them are ginseng kings who have been in fire for hundreds of years, and they are no longer simply the best, they are the best of the best, and the ginseng national treasure that was placed in the exhibition hall of the Great Hall is only 505 grams, and each of his plants here is heavier than the ginseng national treasure.
It is because the sea was born to say this, he has never seen such a big ginseng king, ordinary ginseng is definitely not worth thousands of taels of silver, but such a big ginseng, put in the capital, rich and noble people abound, tens of thousands of taels of people want it.
"If the Taoist wants to exchange these Sam Kings for coins......"
Hai Shenglai waved his hand: "Even if you sell me, you can't make it up, but the contemptible person can go to the capital to exchange it for sale." β
"Then thank you to the layman, but you don't have to sell it all, keep some of it, maybe it will be used in the future. β
In fact, Chi Zheng felt that it was really not enough, and it was okay to go to the mountain god to ask for a little, anyway, the mountain god of Yingzui Mountain had a lot of ginseng, and he was very generous. At this time, seeing Hai Sheng's attitude, I realized that it was too naΓ―ve to think about exchanging this ginseng for some money before, just in an ordinary city, no one can get this money at all, not to mention that with so many ginseng kings, it is too easy to cause trouble and attract covetousness, it is better to let Hai Shenglai take it to the capital to exchange money.
For these ginseng, Hai Sheng did not have any greed, but was happy that in this way, Chi Zheng would definitely come to the capital to find him.
"Dao Chief, the contemptible person still has something to give to the Dao Chief. β
As he spoke, Hai Shenglai took out another box and opened it, and it turned out to be a hosta, "I see that the Taoist chief regards nature as beautiful, and his temperament is really flawless, and I think this hosta is very harmonious with the Taoist chief, and I ask the Taoist to accept it." β
The hairpin that Chi Zheng uses now is a wooden branch that is cut casually, and the hosta placed in the box has a solid and warm texture, delicate and round, and the lake is green and transparent, and it is worth a lot at a glance.
Speaking of which, he came to this world with many discomforts, and one of the most prominent discomforts must be this long hair, which is too long, much longer than the hair of modern ordinary women, and it is very troublesome to tie her hair in a bun every day.
If it weren't for his sanity, Chi Zheng would have wanted to cut off his hair with a sword.
"Thank you for that. β
Chi Zheng was not polite, and reached out to take it.
After a few more words, Chi Zheng prepared to get off the boat.
Changing out of the robe, putting on the robe, wearing the hat, and then smearing his face with the charcoal he was going to make, Chi Zheng led the "grapes" and Donald Duck and set foot on the ferry of Xiahai Port.
It may have been raining heavily, or it could have been the effects of the war, but there were not many boats docked at the ferry, and few porters came out, and the only porters sat under the wooden shed, lying numbly.
He led the "grapes" off the boat, and at last the porters noticed him, and several porters immediately came forward despite the heavy rain.
"Where are the guests going?
These porters were wearing straw sandals, short shirts and linen clothes, with a hungry yellow face, looking at Chi Zheng with an earnest expression.