Xia Wu seems to have witnessed some tragedies on earth, so he is a little mentally ill?

“Go out and have a look.”

Jia Ping'an walked out of the door.

Outside……

A long carriage.

"I've met Marquis Wuyang."

Those big men are still there, and Jia Ping'an is very comforted.

“The taste of ginseng.”

Jia Ping'an opened a box.

The stacked inside are neatly made of dry ginseng.

"Wuyang Hou, these ginsengs are all drying on the road, changing to the sun."

Jia Ping'an picked up a ginseng and took a strong breath.

Cool!

With these ginseng, Jia Ping'an seemed to see countless ginseng wines, which made the powerful and powerful people bleeding in their seven orifices.

"Huh!"

Jia Ping'an found that most of the people were actually a little thin.

"Why is this? Are you suffering there?"

It shouldn't be!

There is nothing else in the old forest, and I eat countless foods.

That's...

Eat too much ginseng.

Think about it, these goods are known to be precious, but when I arrived at Lao Linzi, I found that ginseng was like cabbage. That's great? So I tried my best to eat it... It was luck that I was not burned to death.

Everyone bowed, "We'll be in charge."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Jia Ping'an knew that these people wanted to go home to meet their relatives, and even if they were delicacies, they could not taste them.

As for the reward, Jia Ping'an took action at this time, just slapped him in the face.

Xia Wu was beaten hard and then rewarded him heavily.

“Tell me.”

Xia Wu sobbed, knowing that he had made a mistake.

"We are wandering around the forest. After we found ginseng, we will pick them as the husband said... There are many beasts in the forest, and those stupid ones were knocked out with one stick, just a bit fishy..."

"Mr., why do you collect ginseng at intervals?"

Xia Wu felt that Lang Jun was a bit too wasteful, "The ground was full of ginseng, and when some places were entered, there was a leaf..."

Ginseng of this era is probably equivalent to carrot?

Jia Ping'an regretted it.

“How good is it to get back more?”

Then check.

When I come back at this time, the ginseng is dry.

In the workshop of ginseng wine, the manager looked at boxes of dried ginseng being sent to the warehouse, and felt a little numb.

"Mr., didn't you say... it's very precious?"

Why do you look like a cabbage now?

"Looking at these ginseng, these reed heads have not been thought of for decades."

Jia Ping'an looked at these ginsengs and felt that he had a gold mountain.

...

"Alang!"

Cheng Zhijie, who was working, was very dizzy.

"What?"

He hates the most when his family gets involved in doing things.

So the sound is very bad.

The manager entered the duty room and was so happy that he forgot to salute, "The people who went to the north are back."

"How many?"

Cheng Zhijie asked casually.

If you only dig a little, then you will trespass into the White Tiger Hall and take down a stick directly.

“It’s countless.”

There are countless...

"That... I'm not feeling well and I'm taking leave!"

Lao Cheng thought of the tough ginseng wine, so he could not sit still.

He left the imperial city and just got on his horse...

"Old Cheng and wait."

Cheng Zhijie turned around and saw that Su Dingfang and Liang Jianfang were both here.

There is something strange in Chang'an today.

The three famous old hooligans actually galloped on Zhuque Street.

"stop!"

The Jinwu Guard who was patrolling the street saw that there were righteous soldiers ready to intercept them.

"It's a death!"

The generals who led the team scolded: "This is Mr. Lu and the others. If they are galloping like this, they must have urgent military affairs."

A group of soldiers from the Jinwu Guard watched these old coaches racing over with envy.

When he arrived at Daodefang, he still had this urine nature. Before Jiang Rong even had time to take a breath of European air, he watched them rush in.

“Where is ginseng?”

The three of them were taken to the ginseng workshop and were still moving.

Jia Ping'an was sitting next to him, watching with a ginseng that had been around for many years in his hand.

This ginseng has a very good quality, with dense roots like Lao Cheng's beard.

Take a breath and it will last forever.

"Boy, take a bite!"

Liang Jianfang smiled strangely.

"If you take it, you will definitely get bleeding."

Jia Ping'an put the ginseng back and stood up to greet the old coaches.

"Does go!"

But no one has the time to pay attention to him.

"These are old ginseng, the kind that can kill you, and it's a waste of it to soak in wine."

Jia Ping'an said with great wealth: "When the time comes, just make the wine jar bigger and drink a drink every once in a while, it will be comfortable."

Liang Jianfang picked up a box of ginseng and prepared to flash the crowd, "I have a lot of things to do at home, so I'll go back first."

This old guy wants to hide it privately.

Cheng Zhijie scolded: "You have to steal your own business, you are shameless."

As he said that, he was also preparing to get two boxes of ginseng back.

Only Su Dingfang was very calm, "Can you take it back and wait?"

Well!

This is indeed true!

The two old men put down the box awkwardly.
To be continued...