When he arrived at the garage, Han Xuan searched and found a cardboard box in the corner.

There are also bat moths in the United States, but they are different from China, so they are alien species.

Logically speaking, they are not allowed to enter the United States, but the customs still let it go for the sake of Han Xuan.

He also wrote a letter to him not let these insects go and could only be kept in artificial breeding environments. If it is not needed, all of them will be killed.

Perhaps it is because the harm caused by Chinese carp is too serious, leaving a deep shadow on Americans.

The person who wrote the letter was very polite, but Han Xuan always felt that the other party was afraid of the creatures in China, just like a tiger and snake. He also wrote a sentence, "Like the people over there, they reproduce very quickly, so be careful!"

Now that Internet technology is not too developed, in the eyes of most Westerners, the country in the East is very mysterious.

This is not considered racial discrimination, and Han Xuan is not a person who likes to deliberately pick on the tricks. He smiled happily, put the letter next to him, and opened the square flat paper box like a pizza box.

It took some time to transport them from China to the United States. Some bat moths could not stand the climate change and died halfway through, and the rest were half dead on the surface of the soil transported from Xichuan.

Pick out the dead bugs, leaving about 100 left, and a transparent sealed bag in the carton filled with fungal spores of Cordyceps.

Their fate was already destined. Han Xuan sprinkled some Cordyceps mushrooms on these Chinese bat moths, carried the box upstairs, and placed it in the attic of his room. He was afraid that the sun would burn the fungus, so he specially pulled the curtains.

I hope these Cordyceps mushrooms can parasitize on the insects smoothly and will grow into Cordyceps sinensis in the spring of the following year.

Compared with the ginseng that has been used as a carrot and is grown on its own ranch on a large scale, the growth conditions of Cordyceps sinensis are more stringent. Montana is not at a high altitude, and the climate and origin are quite different. He is not sure if it can actually grow...

As the insects and fungi were sent together, there were also several boxes of mature Cordyceps sinensis, which were all selected and selected.

After Han Xuan went downstairs, he took them to his mother and said, "Wash some Cordyceps sinensis and use them for chicken soup at night.

You can also boil it directly in water, they are very good for the body."

Her mother felt uncomfortable when she thought about eating insects. Even though these were Cordyceps sinensis, she said, "Let Joanna help you stew chicken soup. I don't want to touch these things, and I won't eat them even if it's nutritious."

Han Qianshan didn't care about eating insects, and shrugged and said, "This is a good thing. I heard that Cordyceps sinensis can nourish the body. It just happened that my waist was a little hurt recently. I'm going to drink more chicken soup tonight."

"I'm still here. Can you please pay attention to the impact?"

"Um?"

Han Xuan rolled his eyes and threw them to his father, then said, "You can use ginseng to make tea with tea, anyway, it's all over the mountains and fields.

If I don’t like that flavor, I’ll buy more Cordyceps sinensis for you. If you are young, please restrain yourself.”

“…I’m not kidney deficiency.

You little bastard! What are you thinking about all day long!”

Han Qianshan was angry and angry, his face turned red, and he shouted in a low voice.

Her mother was stunned, and when she realized what her son said, she widened her eyes.

Her expression was also quite ashamed and angry. When her son talked about such private matters, where would her face be put...

It is undeniable that Han Xuan clearly wrote on his face that he did not believe it, and he pretended that he had not heard this explanation and would not say more.

At this time, the screams of horses came from the door.

They looked out, and Old Patton was riding on the horse and shouting loudly: "Boss!

Are you at home or not? I heard you are back?!”

"Where is something wrong here?"

Han Qianshan came to the door, asked Old Patton, and then continued, "This time I went out to hunt, I had a lot of harvest.

You should go with us, there are more prey there than in Frathead Park.”

"Let's talk about it next time I have time. I'm still busy arranging people to rebuild Augusta Town.

At that time, I really shouldn't have a fever and went to run for the mayor. It was really troublesome to deal with things that needed to be handled.

Boss, I came here to tell you that more than half an hour ago, many Chinese reporters came to the resort. They said they wanted to interview Han Xuan and were still waiting there.

Even the people from the Chinese Embassy in the United States came, and it seemed that they were asking you for questions about an antique..."

When Han Xuan heard that when the reporters from China arrived, he instantly knew that they came for the stone tablet, or to be precise, they were seals on the stone tablet.

The eight words "Accepting the command from heaven, one will live forever" have covered the entire China for more than two thousand years and remained deeply in people's minds.

When they heard about it, how could the Chinese people not have a strong reaction? Calculate the time, those people should have rushed to the scene as soon as they received the news.

After changing out for a set of clothes and heading to the resort hotel, Han Xuan borrowed Old Patton's horse. He used to ride a horse and couldn't reach the foot, but now it's just right.

The black Quat horse accepted him very gently, and noticed Han Xuan shaking the reins and turned around and ran on the grass.

He grew up in the Snow Mountain Ranch and was a boy who grew up on half a horse. He had good horse riding skills.

Because of the frequent shortcuts, the old man who drove the car had not arrived yet, and Han Xuan had already arrived at the entrance of the resort hotel in advance... The snow had melted, and the Siberian husky dogs used to pull sleds in winter were temporarily on vacation. They used this time to take care of their bodies. They mate and reproduce with each other, and could see some half-large little paparazzi gathered together to play.

Seeing a group of cute huskys running towards him, the Quat horse under Han Xuan was slightly frightened and couldn't help but want to escape.

Han Xuan waved his hand and asked the dogs to go to another place to play first, and dismounted and walked into the lobby of the resort hotel.

There were quite a lot of people inside, with more than thirty people. They were all reporters from various newspapers and TV stations stations in the United States. When they saw Han Xuan, they immediately surrounded him and asked excitedly about the news about the imperial seal.

Throughout the history of China, in ancient times, in order to compete for this jade seal, no less than one million people died. It has been closely linked to China. It can even be said to be a representative of national civilization, with a sacred color. No wonder it was so excited.

Han Xuan was so quarreled that he was dizzy. He smiled and said loudly, "Don't worry, ask questions one by one. I can't answer if you do this."

Hearing this, the scene was silent.

I heard a Xinhua News Agency reporter carrying a camera say, "Sorry, let me go ahead.

The director told me to take pictures of the interview with Han Xuan, and use them in the news broadcast..."

Sitting down at the lounge area next to the hall, Han Xuan waited for them to prepare, and saw those longing and hot gazes, and there was a urge to laugh.

He opened his mouth and said, "I did spend 10 million US dollars a few days ago to buy a stone tablet with the seal of the imperial jade seal.

After identification, it should have been used by Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty, Li Longji, to worship the heavens during the Fengshan Mountains of Mount Tai. I dare not say that it is definitely the authentic one, but there is probably no mistake.

My dad and the others have brought the stone tablet over, and you can see it later."

These reporters came after hearing the news that the old man had released it. They had uncertain thoughts just now.

But now I heard that Han Xuan was willing to spend more than 80 million yuan for the stone tablet. He took it for granted and thought that the thing was real, otherwise the fool would spend so much money to buy it.

I was so excited!

An old Chinese man in his fifties in a black suit walked over and grabbed Han Xuan's hand, expressed his gratitude to him, and said, "Thank you for helping you buy it back! Thank you!"

Mr. Han Xuan felt that this seemed a bit strange and hurriedly said, "I should do it, you're welcome.

Recently I will send it back to China and place it in my museum. If anyone wants to see it, they can see it..." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!