As the antler key continued to move down, the ginseng reed heads were unearthed. Zhao Youcai, a layman, just watched the fun with surprise. But Zhao Jun saw the cross-sea spending on ginseng.

Zhao Jun looked in the direction pointed across the sea. Not only did he have to remember the direction, but he also had to keep the angle correct. After he looked away, he continued to use the antler spoon to dig up the soil.

The deeper Zhao Jun dug, the brighter Zhao Youcai's eyes became. The body of this seedling ginseng that was broken out of the ground at this time was thicker than his thumb. This thing is obviously not small!

Seeing Zhao Jun kneeling there, cleaning each ginseng beard, a little sunlight shone on Zhao Jun's face, causing a slight sweat on his forehead. Zhao Youcai thought for a while and took out a handkerchief from his pocket.

Sensing Zhao Youcai's movements, Zhao Jun stopped holding the deer antler key in his hand and turned to face Zhao Youcai.

Zhao Youcai hurriedly took a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from Zhao Jun's forehead and temples. The gentleness of his movements was in sharp contrast to Zhao Youcai, who was about to kick Zhao Jun before.

After wiping Zhao Jun's sweat, Zhao Youcai gave Zhao Jun another bright smile. When he saw his son rolling his eyes, Zhao Youcai also smiled and continued to squat aside and watch Zhao Jun's movements.

Zhao Jun dug this seedling of ginseng for more than 40 minutes. The ginseng roots became thinner and longer as he went down, and they penetrated deeper. He went from kneeling on one knee to kneeling on both knees, bit by bit.

Ginseng was dug out of the soil.

When a whole seedling of ginseng appeared in front of Zhao Youcai's eyes, Ergudong's eyes widened. He wanted to describe the seedling of ginseng as "white, fat, white and fat", which shows how good it looks.

"Son." Zhao Youcai looked at Zhao Jun with wide eyes and asked, "How many leaves are there?"

Zhao Jun looked at the mallet in his hand, shook his head slightly and said, "It must be at least fifth grade."

"Fifth grade..." Zhao Youcai hurriedly asked, "How much does it cost?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jun looked at the ginseng held by his hands from top to bottom and said, "This is valuable!"

At this point, Zhao Jun added: "It can cost four thousand yuan."

This ginseng seedling, in terms of sales, is better than the sixth-grade leaves that Zhao Jun dug out before, and the sixth-grade leaves of that seedling were sold for a high price of 3,700 yuan!

"Four thousand!" After hearing Zhao Jun's words, Zhao Youcai's eyes widened instantly. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the ginseng, but when his hand was about to touch the ginseng, he pulled it back as if he was electrocuted.<

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"Dad!" Zhao Jun said to Zhao Youcai: "Don't just look at me, hurry up, peel off the pine bark, peel off the moss, and wrap this mallet."

"Hey, hey!" When Zhao Youcai heard this, he ran to the left. But after taking two steps, he felt something was wrong, so he ran to the right again.

When Zhao Youcai came to the pine tree with the old sign engraved fifty years ago, Zhao Youcai, who was holding a knife, suddenly knelt down in front of the pine tree, casually inserted the knife to the side, and banged his head three times at the pine tree.<
Chapter completed!