Happy times are short.
Two days of the weekend passed in a blink of an eye.
Chen Chuan couldn't spend the night in the log cabin in Xuexiang, because he had to go back and had class on Monday.
So, under the welcome of everyone, he went to the airport in the evening and flew back to Haiqin City.
I went empty-handed, but when I came back, I carried a lot of things in big and small bags, all of which were local specialties given by my friends.
Those three BMW m5s were brought by Yue Wushang to the parking lot of the house they bought.
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Return to Haiqin City.
Chen Chuan gave the big and small bags of specialties to his parents.
Both Chen's father and Zhang Xiangyun knew that their son had gone to the Northeast to find friends to play with. They were very happy to see that his son was very popular and there were so many people giving things.
The local products brought back are also good things, such as Wuchang rice, Bingcheng red sausage, salmon caviar, birch bark prints, wild mountain mushrooms, Hericium erinaceus, wild hazelnuts, hickory nuts, pine nuts, air-dried sausage, antler, Wild black fungus and more.
These were all gifts from friends, and Chen Chuan bought two mink fur coats for his parents.
These two coats are not cheap, one is nearly 90,000. Of course, Chen Chuan did not disclose the real price.
Chen's father took a few selfies after putting it on, and even asked Zhang Xiangyun, "Does it look like Xu Wenqiang?"
Before going to bed at night, Chen Chuan took out hickory nuts and other nuts and peeled them to eat. Looking at the faint green ginseng seedling, he suddenly thought of the [Little Green Bottle] he got some time ago.
The bottle will produce a drop of water of life every 30 days, counting the time, it has been more than 30 days.
He took out the [little green bottle] from the storage spirit ring, shook it, but heard no sound, opened the cork lid, sniffed it, and there was no smell.
I took a photo with the flash of my mobile phone, the bottle mouth is too small, and I can't see anything inside.
With an experimental attitude, point the mouth of the little green bottle at the ginseng seedlings.
Three seconds later.
Slap!
A drop of transparent liquid dripped out from the mouth of the bottle and onto the faint green leaves of ginseng seedlings.
"Water of Life" sounds powerful, but Chen Chuan didn't have the guts to take a sip and taste it, dripping it on the plants to see the aftereffect.
After that, I waited, holding [Linchuan Four Dreams] to strengthen myself, staring at Shenmiao for a long time, until my eyes were sore, and I didn't see any changes.
I found a magnifying glass to look at, but I didn't see any traces of growth, or traces of mutation
The night was getting dark.
Drowsiness struck, Chen Chuan was lying on the bed, swiping his phone, occasionally looking up at Shen Miao, swiping, and fell asleep at some point.
The night is very quiet, but still can not hear the sound of plants growing.
Until the next morning, the sound of parents walking in the yard outside the window.
Chen Chuan opened his eyes, got up and stretched, and slept through the night, full of energy.
He was still thinking about the ginseng seedlings, so he took a look, this look...
The ginseng seedlings that originally had only three small compound leaves have more than a dozen leaves, and each branch has six green leaves. There are six branches in total, with a total of 36 leaves.
I remember Yue Wushang said that "one year's ginseng has three small leaves, which are called three flowers, and five-year ginseng will grow four branches, which are called "four leaves"; six-year ginseng has five leaf branches, which are called " "Fifth grade leaf"; those with six leaf branches are called "six grade leaves". Wild ginseng with "six grade leaves" will be more than a hundred years old, which is extremely rare."
Chen Chuan counted, and this ginseng seedling is already a "sixth-grade leaf". Could it be... that it has matured to the level of a hundred-year-old ginseng overnight
"Chen Chuan, have you gotten up yet? I'm taking you to school?" Father Chen shouted outside the door.
After all, when the child grows up, the father will not just push the door in every time.
In the room, Chen Chuan had already picked up the whole ginseng plant, and the black soil was scattered all over the table.
The roots were clearly visible, Chen Chuan tried his best to keep every root intact.
creak!
The door was pushed open, and Father Chen walked in: "Get up and wash up, I'll take you to school, hey... what kind of plant are you?"
Father Chen glanced at the table and blinked suddenly when he saw the wild ginseng that had just been pulled out of the soil.
Chen Chuan said: "This is, I went to the northeast yesterday and dug it in the mountains. I didn't tell my friends at the time, so I put it in my bag. Dad, what kind of plant do you think this is?"
"This thing... ginseng? Impossible, can there be such a big ginseng?" Father Chen leaned closer and looked left and right.
As the black soil shakes off, the ginseng whiskers gradually become clear.
Father Chen's face became serious: "Here, this is ginseng. Look at this mustache. Chen Chuan, you, have you dug up ginseng?"
Chen Chuan patted the dirt on his hands, looking at this ginseng, left and right are just a matter of money, even if it is a century-old ginseng, it is only a million? This amount of money is certainly a lot for ordinary people, but for him, it is not enough to surprise him.
Chen Chuan said: "That may be ginseng. At first I thought it was some kind of strange thing, and it was hidden in the bag. It turned out to be a ginseng."
"You, son, your tone is not small. This is ginseng. You have dug up ginseng. It looks like this. The age of ginseng will not be young. Tsk tsk, son, you are in charge of wealth this year. You can get money for everything you do. Go out You can dig treasures by playing, and I have acquaintances, so I can help you find out?" Father Chen asked.
Chen Chuan thought to himself, what do you want to ask? It is only about a million things? It's better to buy a chicken and stew this ginseng.
But it would be too crazy to say this, so he said: "Then you can ask, find someone to look at, the age of this ginseng, give me an estimate."
Chen Chuan has basically confirmed that the liquid in this [little green bottle] has the ability to ripen plants. At present, it is not known whether the ripened plants have any special changes in their nutritional value.
At this point, we will continue to experiment with subsequent water droplets.
However, Chen Chuan reckoned that there should be nothing special, it's just ripening. If there are other functions attached, then this [little green bottle] definitely sells for not only 50 million, but also 500 million, and 5 billion is not expensive in the Qiankun bag.
When the time comes, it will be dripped on the fruit, and it will prolong life after eating.
As soon as Father Chen made a phone call, he asked his old buddies one by one, and finally hung up the phone and said, "Go, bring Shen, I'll take you to a place."
"I'm still in class. You can take me to school and drop me off. If you can get in touch with a buyer, sell it if the price is right," Chen Chuan said.
Chen's father pondered: "That's fine... You go to class, but I don't know if you're not here, cough."
Chen Chuan couldn't help laughing. It seems that he succeeded in betting on stones last time and made a fortune, and his status in his father's heart has grown.
"Then let's go. I have two language classes in the morning, and I will ask for leave for three or four physical education classes. Let's go together." Chen Chuan said.
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ten o'clock in the morning.
Antique Flower Market on Wenhua Road, Haiqin City, Tongshitang Herbal Medicine Hall.
The old pedant wearing glasses carefully looked at the ginseng whiskers and the size of the main root. After a while, a few more people came. This group of people still maintained the old-fashioned style and bowed their hands to each other.
Those few people surrounded the ginseng, and they didn't know what they were trying to figure out.
Father Chen was a little nervous. He drank the tea a few times and stared at the ginseng closely, for fear that something might go wrong.
After a while, the old scholar murmured: "Congratulations, both of you. If you get this piece and meet the elders, you will surely have many children and many blessings in the future."
"What do you mean? How long have you been involved? How much is it worth?" Father Chen asked nervously.
"I have personally operated and tested ginseng for 30 years, and it is said that I have rich experience, but this ginseng, I dare not say. One point, this is at least a century-old ginseng, which can be seen from the length of the reed wrist and reed head. This is at least It’s a hundred years old, it’s really a rarity.” The old scholar said, “I’ll have to ask an expert to determine the exact age.”