After the family split up, my stepmother and scumbag father begged me to come home.

After walking for a long time without making any new discoveries, Tiger was getting a little discouraged.

"Sister Qianqian, we've walked quite a distance, how come we haven't found anything yet?"

"If it were that easy, wouldn't everyone be going up the mountain?" Lin Yulong said in a pretentious tone.

Lin Qianqian was also a little puzzled. Just as she was thinking about it, a splash of red under the bushes in front of her suddenly caught her eye.

She walked over quickly, squatted down to take a look—it was indeed ginseng seed. She counted the leaves; there were five leaves.

Lin Qianqian's heart suddenly raced. Wasn't this a windfall? She just wondered what year it was.

"Sis, what is it?" Ding Xiaohu and Lin Yulong also came over.

Lin Qianqian didn't say anything. She took out a knife with slightly curled edges from her basket and carefully dug away the surrounding soil, afraid of damaging the roots and affecting the appearance.

"We've got it. We don't have the red rope, so we can't let it get away," she said in a low voice.

"Sister, this is... ginseng?" Lin Yulong's eyes widened.

"What? Ginseng?" Ding Xiaohu was also stunned, his mouth agape as if he could fit an egg in it.

"Keep your voice down, hold on tight, I'm going to dig."

Lin Qianqian held her breath and carefully sliced ​​away at the ginseng, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. She didn't know how much time had passed before she finally managed to extract the ginseng completely intact.

She held it in her hands and examined it carefully. The rhizome was tightly packed and the veins were deep, indicating that it must have been at least forty or fifty years old.

"Sister, let me see." Lin Yulong eagerly reached out his hand.

"Be careful, don't break it, it won't be worth anything if it's broken." Lin Qianqian carefully handed it over, her eyes never leaving it for a moment.

Ding Xiaohu's eyes darted around: "Sister Qianqian, do you think there might be any around here?"

"Just in case, let's look again." Lin Qianqian said as she stood up, her eyes already scanning the surroundings.

The three people split up and crouched down, searching back and forth on the ground.

Suddenly, Lin Yulong shouted, "Sister! There's another one here!"

Lin Qianqian was overjoyed and quickly ran over. But when she got there, she was both amused and exasperated—Lin Yulong was pointing at an old mushroom with a red berry on top, the cap of which was almost the size of a palm.

"This is ginseng? You've ever seen ginseng grow mushrooms?" Ding Xiaohu laughed so hard he slapped his thigh.

Lin Yulong blushed: "Well, it's red too..."

Lin Qianqian chuckled and patted his head: "Alright, good eyesight, just a mistake. Keep looking."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Ding Xiaohu exclaimed from not far away, "Sister Qianqian! Come quick! This time it looks like the real thing!"

Lin Qianqian rushed over in three strides and looked in the direction Ding Xiaohu was pointing—

A ginseng plant, even larger than before, stood quietly in the grass, its bright red ginseng seeds particularly eye-catching in the morning light.

Lin Qianqian took a deep breath and slowly squatted down.

Lin Qianqian rushed over in three strides and looked in the direction Ding Xiaohu was pointing—

A ginseng plant, even larger than before, stood quietly in the grass, its bright red ginseng seeds particularly eye-catching in the morning light.

Lin Qianqian took a deep breath and slowly squatted down.

Excavation.

You can't rush this. You have to dig it up little by little, following the roots. Even when your hands are sore, you don't dare to use too much force, for fear of breaking a single root and ruining its appearance.

After a while, the ginseng was finally pulled out intact.

Lin Qianqian held it in her palm and looked at it—this one was much smaller than the previous one, and the roots weren't as spread out. It was only ten years old, but no matter what, it was still ginseng!

"Sister, how much is this tree worth?" Lin Yulong asked, leaning closer.

"At least... that's enough for us to eat steamed buns for half a month." Lin Qianqian's eyes and brows were full of smiles.