The villagers couldn't suppress their smiles, and exchanged glances with each other: Did you hear that? Master Zhou said we're important!

A woman mustered up the courage to ask, "Master Zhou, do you have enough dry food? Do you want us to pool our supplies?"

"No need," Zhou Yu waved his hand. "Thank you very much! But everyone is struggling these days, so keep it for yourselves. It's getting late, and we have to leave. You should listen to Master Chen Jiu's instructions and farm the land and plant trees well.

"Next time you come back, you can settle your wages."

The villagers spontaneously escorted Zhou Yu and his group out of the village. Seeing them walking farther and farther away, until they finally turned into a black line, they reluctantly walked back.

Uncle Chen Jiu stood in the middle of the village, leaning on his cane, and shouted, "Don't just stand there! Hurry up and do what you need to do!"

The villagers agreed with a smile and dispersed. Soon they all carried their loads and left the village into the mountains.

Now, the hillside behind Tongshutun has spread over a two-mile stretch of green, mostly trees, and a small part of weeds and vegetables.

There was a skillful carpenter in the village who made a few watering cans and distributed them. When the villagers went up the mountain to plant trees, they would walk up with the watering cans and spray some water.

Even when going into the mountains to collect firewood, people always bring a watering can.

Therefore, there is a little greenery near the mountains.

After Qin Ying and Aunt Zhao finished planting the area they were responsible for, they prepared to go into the mountains.

Seeing them walking deep into the mountains, several villagers followed them and said, "How dangerous is it for you three to go into the mountains? Let's go together!"

The team of three, old and young, soon expanded to ten people, all carrying baskets and holding sickles, shovels and the like.

Nowadays, some small noises can occasionally be heard in the deep mountains. The villagers suspect that a large wild animal has returned, so they are very cautious. Even if they disperse to search, they dare not go too far away.

Aunt Zhao found a bunch of dried mushrooms, Qin Ying discovered some dried wild persimmons and dried sour dates, and An An had the biggest harvest, she caught a squirrel!

Aunt Zhao and Qin Ying were startled by the cheers. When they saw the big tail swinging in her arms, they felt a little relieved, but still warned: "Be careful not to get bitten by it!"

"No way!" An An touched the little squirrel in her arms which gradually calmed down. This little cutie would never bite anyone!

However, she couldn't afford to keep this little cutie now, so she held it in her arms and played with it for a while before letting it go.

She dug here and there with a small shovel, and soon she dug out a ginseng.

Of course, this wasn't naturally grown, but rather something she'd exchanged for with a bit of energy. It was about a hundred years old. Since the system mall wasn't open, her treasure hunt could only find some local produce. Without spending energy, she couldn't really do anything.

She knew that the handsome uncle was now very poor. Although this hundred-year-old ginseng could not bring him back to life, it could solve his urgent needs.

In addition, the credit for digging the ginseng can be attributed to the mother, and this way the distance between the two of them can be shortened.

Handsome uncle owes my mother a favor, so he always finds a way to refuse. My mother knows the value of ginseng and will no longer refuse like before. This goes on and on, hehe...

If a little kid like her could dig out a ginseng root intact, it would be incredible. So after digging half of it, she called Qin Ying: "Mom, come here!"

Qin Ying was not far from her, and she quickly walked over and asked, "What's the matter?"

An An lowered his voice and pointed to the ground: "Mom, radish!"

Qin Ying bent down and took a closer look, her pupils trembling slightly, "This..."

It looked like ginseng to her, but she wasn't sure, so she called Aunt Zhao over.

Aunt Zhao's heart almost jumped out of her chest. She looked around and saw that the villagers were busy looking for mountain products and didn't pay attention to this side. She leaned close to Qin Ying's ear and said, "You need to dig carefully and be careful not to break the whiskers. An An and I will cover you.

"This is good stuff. It's not that I'm stingy, it's just that it's hard to share."

Qin Ying nodded, squatted down and dug carefully.

Aunt Zhao took An An a few steps away and pretended to search on the ground.

After half an hour, Qin Ying finally dug out the ginseng, carefully wrapped it with wild grass, and hid it in the basket.

He wiped the sweat off his face and stood up. His feet went weak and he almost fell. He hurriedly grabbed hold of a nearby tree.

Then he called Aunt Zhao: "Mom, An An, come and have some water."

Aunt Zhao knew that the digging was done, so she brought An An back to drink some water and looked at him inquiringly.

Qin Ying nodded affirmatively, looked at the sky, and said, "It's getting late, and the mountain road is difficult to walk on. Let's go back early."

Aunt Zhao called out, and the other villagers quickly gathered around, asking each other, "How are you doing? What did you find?"

Some of them simply didn't gain anything, some picked up some dried fruits, and some dug up some wild vegetables, so the trip was not in vain.

Aunt Zhao said with a smile, "We did find some mushrooms and dried fruits. Let's share them when we get back."

"No, no," the villagers quickly refused. "You can save it for An An! We are not short of food nowadays. We go into the mountains to try our luck and to keep you company."

After returning home, Aunt Zhao sorted out the mountain products she had found and distributed some of them to the villagers who had accompanied her up the mountain.

When An'an fell asleep at night, the mother and daughter took out the ginseng in the moonlight and discussed how to deal with it.

Aunt Zhao said, "We still have to find a way to go to the city and exchange some money so that we can buy some things for our family.

"Once the drought is over, we'll have to clean up the house. It's been exposed to the sun for three years without rain, and it's sure to collapse if it does!

"Besides, we have to save up a dowry for An An. We won't be able to save anything just by scraping food from the ground."

Qin Ying bit her lip, her eyes slowly changing from hesitation to determination, "Mom, in my opinion, we shouldn't keep this ginseng."

Aunt Zhao was stunned. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, let's give it to Lord Zhou." Qin Ying said softly.

Aunt Zhao slapped her thigh and said, "Look at me! I'm so confused! Yes, yes, we found something good and we should give it to Mr. Zhou first.

"Lord Zhou is a good official. He has lost weight recently and needs to eat some more."

Qin Ying said softly, "I guess Lord Zhou must be reluctant to eat it himself. The money he promised is not a small amount. The county government should have run out of money long ago.

“Who knows, he has been subsidizing the business out of his own pocket for a long time.

"Even though this ginseng root won't fetch much money, it should be enough to reward the villagers for planting trees."

Aunt Zhao was silent for a moment before she said, "So Master Zhou is so difficult? Then we'll do as you say and give it to Master Zhou.

"But, do you think we should wait for Mr. Zhou to come back before giving it to him, or should we give it directly to Mr. Zhang?"

"Let's give it to Mr. Zhang first," Qin Ying said after a moment's thought. "I'm afraid the ginseng can't be left like this. I don't know much about it.

"Mr. Zhang must have some connections. Whether he sells it directly or prepares it first is up to him."

Aunt Zhao nodded in agreement. "Then tomorrow, while An An is feeding the chickens, you can take the ginseng to Mr. Zhang."

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