Bai Zhi looked at the wild ginseng in his hand. Such a century-old wild ginseng could sell for at least 200,000 yuan in modern times.
In the 23rd century, there were ginseng farmers who specialized in planting ginseng. The artificially planted ginseng had good quality, at most hundreds of thousands of pieces. The true century-old wild ginseng has almost been dug up by humans. Absolutely, the wild ginseng sold on the market is almost all fake, which is difficult for ordinary people to tell.
"Hu Feng, how much do you think this mountain ginseng can sell?" she asked with a smile.
Hu Feng shook his head again: "I don't know."
"No matter how much money can be sold, I will divide you half."
Hu Feng raised his eyebrows, this girl was generous, thinking that he was guarding her, half of her should be considered, but she did not refuse, after all, the family was indeed too poor and needed money.
She wrapped the ginseng in leaves, put it in a basket, and covered it with some ordinary herbs so that no one would see it when she returned.
Now that she and the Bai family's best family have not yet separated, if this matter is let them know, can she leave a son? Obviously not.
The two returned the same way. Perhaps luck came back. On the way back, Hu Feng hunted two pheasants. Although they were not valuable, they could be sold to supplement the family.
After going down the mountain, they drank water by the stream to rest, dug a pit of snowdrops by the way, washed them all and put them in the back basket.
Seeing that there was a bamboo forest not far away, Bai Zhi asked Hu Feng to chop a bamboo that was thick as an adult.
Hu Feng chopped down the bamboo and threw it in front of her, and asked, "What do you want this for?"
She pointed to the stream by the side, and smiled: "Uncle Hub and my mother are working in the field. They are tired and hungry. The sky is so hot. The water I brought must be almost drunk. The water here is so cool. , Let's bring them some past to relieve the heat."
Hu Feng understood, "You are quite careful." He took a few pieces of bamboo from the bamboo, filled them with water after they were fresh and clean, put them in a basket, and then covered them with leaves and grass.
The basket has sunk a lot, and Bai Zhi still has injuries on his shoulder. Every step he takes with the basket is suffering.
She gritted her teeth and endured it, never yelling tired and painful.
Hu Feng had walked ahead and had deliberately slowed down, but the girl behind him could not keep up with him.
He stopped, turned his head and watched the slender figure walking towards him step by step. In the sun, her bruises and bruises on her face exuded the tenacity and forbearance that an ordinary girl doesn't have.
She kept frowning, her lips pressed tightly, her hands holding the bottom of the bag, as if she wanted to lighten her shoulders and back some weight.
Despite this, bright red blood still oozes from the green shirt on her shoulders.
He frowned slightly, walked quickly to her, reached out to hold the basket, and unloaded the basket from her back.
She lighted her back, she looked up at him, sweat almost blinded her eyes, but his tall and fuzzy figure still brought her peace of mind.
"What are you doing?" She rubbed her aching shoulder and looked at Hu Feng puzzled.
Hu Feng took out a pheasant from the cloth bag on his back, "You take this, I will carry the basket."
He originally carried two big gray rabbits and two pheasants on his back, as well as a thick flower-backed viper, and a bag full of them, which added up to be much heavier than her basket, and now he carried the basket on his back again.
Hu Feng didn't say much, he put the basket on his back and turned around and left.