Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

At the end of the Si hour, the five-person group digging wild vegetables reached the foot of the mountain.

Without stopping for a moment, they headed straight home.

When she arrived at the door, Zhang Jinlan turned her head and looked around, but saw no one.

She stepped over the threshold and walked into the yard. After carefully putting down the backpack, she told her eldest daughter-in-law to close the door.

"What are you doing? Why are you closing the door in broad daylight? Are you stealing? You're sneaking around."

Jiang Shoujia had finished his farm work and came back. He sat in the yard to rest. Seeing his wife looking so anxious, he was completely confused.

"Boss, come on, come and see if this is ginseng!"

Zhang Jinlan didn't even raise her head, she picked up the handkerchief wrapped in the ginseng carefully.

Open layer by layer.

He held it in his hands excitedly and said to Jiang Shoujia.

"What? Ginseng? Where did you dig it? Let me see." Hearing the word ginseng, Jiang Shoujia stood up so fast that the chair fell backwards due to inertia and hit the ground with a bang.

He strode up to Zhang Jinlan and took the ginseng with trembling hands.

"Yes, this is ginseng! It's more than ten years old. Where did you dig it, old lady? Our family is going to get rich!"

Jiang Shoujia determined the authenticity of the ginseng at just one glance.

Jiangjia Village is located close to a mountain. Many years ago, someone in the village dug ginseng, and he witnessed it with his own eyes.

However, those ginsengs were only two or three years old, and could only be sold for a maximum of two taels.

But the ginseng in his hand is at least ten years old.

It’s more than enough to sell it for ten taels of silver.

Think of this.

Jiang Shoujia's tone was very excited.

"Then what are you waiting for? Where's Yamato? Let him take it to town and sell it. We don't know how to make this thing. If it gets rotten, won't we be able to sell it at a good price?"

Hearing that the ginseng was real and valuable, Zhang Jinlan was ecstatic.

Her heart was beating so fast that it seemed like a drum.

As he spoke, his eyes were still searching the yard for his eldest son.

"Grandma, didn't your uncle go to town this morning?"

This is what Jiang Fubao wanted to say just now on the mountain.

It’s a pity that grandma and mother were too excited.

I can't get a word in.

"Oh my, what a stupid brain I have. Yamato and Eryong went to town early in the morning. Where's Siyin?"

Hearing her granddaughter's words, Zhang Jinlan slapped her forehead in annoyance.

I was so happy that I was stupid.

Both sons went to town.

But my youngest son is at home.

She began to look for Jiang Siyin again.

"Mom, what's going on? I heard your voices in the toilet just now." As he spoke, Jiang Siyin walked over from the backyard.

"We went to the mountain to pick wild vegetables. Fubao found a ginseng, and mom dug it out. So we didn't even pick wild vegetables. We went down the mountain and came back to ask dad. Dad said it was a ginseng that was more than ten years old and very valuable. Our family is going to get rich. Mom asked you to take it to town and sell it."

Seeing that her mother-in-law was too excited, Zhang Yanzi took the initiative to explain.

"Ginseng? Fubao found it? My daughter is so capable? Fubao, how did you know it was ginseng?"

Jiang Siyin walked forward and picked up Jiang Fubao.

And pinched her cheek with his hand.

All smiles.

"That's what Grandpa Langzhong said."

Although he spoke with confidence, Jiang Fubao felt very guilty.

Fortunately, this traveling doctor had been to Jiangjia Village, otherwise she would not have found an excuse.

"No wonder, Fubao is so smart. He will definitely be the most promising one in our family when he grows up. By the way, mother, should we take it to the town to sell it now? How much do you want to sell it for? Should we sell it to a clinic or a drugstore?"

Jiang Siyin's eyes were sparkling.

He looked at Jiang Fubao with pride.

It was not until his parents cleared their throats that he remembered the important matter and asked hurriedly.

"Compare prices first. Sell to whichever seller offers the highest price. Remember! Protect it carefully and don't break any roots. If you break even one, the price will drop significantly."

Without waiting for Zhang Jinlan to answer.

Jiang Shoujia began to give his youngest son serious instructions.

"Yes, I understand. I'll go now."

Jiang Siyin put his daughter down, wrapped the ginseng, placed it on his chest, then opened the door and left.

He had just left the house when Zhang Jinlan suddenly remembered something and she chased him out and shouted.

"Siyin, rent a bullock cart when you come back, don't walk back."

She was not worried about her son being tired, but after selling the ginseng, he must have a lot of silver on him, and it would be unsafe for him to walk.

The ox cart can get you home faster.

The money spent on the ox cart is just a drop in the bucket compared to the money spent on selling ginseng.

The flowers still have to be spent.

When it comes to big things, Zhang Jinlan never skimps.

"Oh, I see, mother—"

Jiang Siyin is tall and has long legs, so in just a dozen seconds, he had walked a long distance.

His voice echoed down the hillside.

The villagers who had returned from working in the fields took a curious look.

"Grandma, I'm hungry."

After he lost sight of his biological father, Jiang Fubao’s stomach began to growl.

"Okay, grandma, go cook."

Zhang Jinlan came in immediately from outside and did not close the door this time.

I was happy at noon.

The food at home is rice porridge, scrambled eggs and stir-fried sprouts.

I used eight scrambled eggs and added lard, which smelled delicious.

The rice porridge is large in quantity and thick. If you are not full, you can go to the kitchen to add more. It will definitely fill you up.

One meal down.

Everyone ate so much that their belly was round and plump.

"Mom, why do I feel like the rice in this rice jar hasn't decreased at all? It's really delicious."

Zhu Yingqiu leaned back in his chair and burped.

This rice has been eaten for several days. Yesterday she scooped a bucket of rice for her sister-in-law, but when she was cooking porridge just now, she found that the rice in the jar was still the same as a few days ago.

Not a bit less.

It's really strange.

"You must have remembered it wrongly. Hurry up and clear the table, wash the dishes and go back to your room to lie down."

Zhang Jinlan waved her hand and didn't take it seriously.

Jiang Fubao's eyes darkened.

It was not something she could eat for long. She would go to the kitchen to add some when she put eggs in the chicken coop at night.

The rice in the jar is now mostly refined rice, followed by millet, and finally the unpalatable brown rice.

The porridge was also much softer after cooking, but no one at home noticed it.

After all, she didn't add so much in one day.

In small amounts and multiple times, no one will notice.

My mother coaxed me back to the room to take a nap.

After waking up, Jiang Fubao heard a lot of noise in the yard.

She quickly put on her clothes and got out of bed.

yard.

My uncle, second uncle and dad are all back.

Everyone gathered together.

There was a bulging purse in Grandma's hand.

"Mother, here is all the money, a total of eighteen taels. I compared the prices of five shops before selling it. The shopkeeper said that the ginseng was nearly twenty years old, so he gave a good price. I was afraid that someone would steal so much silver on me, so I hurried to rent a bullock cart. I happened to see my eldest brother and his friends, so we came back together."

Jiang Siyin pointed at the purse and whispered, his face unable to hide the joy.

"What? Eighteen taels? Oh my god, our family is going to be rich!"