Huo Huan squatted on the ground and observed and identified for a long time, her eyes became brighter and brighter. She turned around and said to Su Xian: "Is this ginseng?"

Su Xian nodded.

Huo Huan said in surprise: "It's really ginseng?

I have only seen it in books, and I haven't seen it once!"

Su Xian said: "These things like cold and dampness, and usually grow in the hillsides on the back, inadequate sunshine or deep forests."

Huo Huan suddenly said, "No wonder you brought me to this hillside, and the villagers usually go to Yangpo.

Did you come to take me to find ginseng?”

Su Xian said: "Just try your luck."

You're lucky."

Then Huo Huan took the small sickle and began to dig the ginseng plant with great care.

She learned from the book that the more the roots can be ensured, the greater the value of ginseng in the process of taking ginseng.

So it usually takes enough time and patience to dig out a complete ginseng.

Su Xian also squatted down. As soon as he reached out his hand, Huo Huan said, "Don't do it, your hands will be covered in mud in a while."

Su Xian said: "If I don't do it, you may not be able to dig until it's dark."

As he said that, he pulled out the weeds around him and found a sharp wooden branch that was handy. The soil here was wet and soft, making it easier to dig.

The two of them buried their heads and carefully digged the soil together, revealing the roots below little by little.

It took about an hour before this ginseng plant gradually appeared intact.

They are both very careful, so the roots of ginseng are not exhausted much.

Finally, Huo Huan carried ginseng in front of Su Xian. Although her hands and ginseng were mud, the smile on her face made her face look extremely bright.

She said, "This is the first ginseng plant I dug in my life."

Su Xian handed her a handkerchief and said, "It's getting dark, wrap it up first, we're going back."

Huo Huan looked at the handkerchief he handed him, and said, "You will get dirty immediately after giving it to me."

She thought, why would she have cut off a piece of her own neck with a sickle and wrapped it.

Su Xian said: "Why don't you use it if you have a ready-made one?"

After saying that, he stretched out to wrap the ginseng plant with a veil.

Huo Huan couldn't stop him for a while, so he had to let him go and said, "Then I'll return it to you after I wash it back."

After wrapping it up, he handed it to her and said, "Please pack it carefully."

Then she took her backpack and got up and prepared to leave.

Seeing this, Huo Huan quickly stood up and followed two steps, took the basket from his hand and carried it on his back.

By the time the road came out of the forest, the sun had already set.

They walked to a stream that gathered at the foot of a mountain and washed all the mud on their hands.

Huo Huan also carefully cleaned most of the mud on the ginseng.

Su Xian looked at her gentle movements and suddenly said, "What are you going to deal with this?"

Huo Huan said: "I haven't thought about it yet."

Su Xian said: "If you take it to the city pharmacy shop, how many taels of silver can you sell it?"

Huo Huan turned to look at him and said in surprise: "Can you sell so much?"

Su Xian said: "Do you want to try it?"

Huo Huan thought about it, then focused on it and said, "Well, then go and try it."

When he was packing up and preparing to leave, Su Xian pointed to one cheek on his side and said to her: "There is still here."

Huo Huan said in confusion: "What's there?"

Su Xian said: "Mud."

Huo Huan hurriedly glanced at the stream and laughed: "I don't know when I got it on my face."

As she said that, she scooped up a handful of water to wash her face.

Su Xian looked at the thin hair on her temples being soaked, and small crystal water droplets were condensed, and they dripped quietly along the soft hair.

She took a photo at the shaking stream, unable to see clearly, and looked back at Su Xian and asked, "Isn't there now?"

Her wet face looked very clean and clear, her eyelashes were wet, and her eyes were wet and extremely innocent and pure.

Su Xian looked away and said, "No more."

Huo Huan said: "Then let's go home."

There was a thin twilight on the way back, and there was a trace of sunset color left in the valley where the sun set.

Huo Huan was humming the rural songs here happily. Su Xian listened quietly and felt that her voice was more ethereal and distant than the sound of a conch.

Huo Huan stopped in the middle and said, "By the way, I rarely go into the city. If I want to enter the city, I can only set off early in the morning and take the ox cart in the village."

Su Xian said: "You can take my carriage."

Huo Huan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, I forgot that you came in a carriage."
Chapter completed!