I didn't expect Hu Qiu to be so interested, so I quickly followed him.
"Do you want to buy it?" I asked.
Hu Huqiu lowered her head and hummed softly, and I felt that she was a little excited.
"What's wrong?" I asked again.
"It's okay, I want to see if it's a real century-old wild ginseng." Hu Qiu said.
I nodded and didn't ask again, but I could still see that Hu Qiu was very concerned about this century-old ginseng, so I immediately decided to buy this century-old ginseng and give it to her.
After all, I haven't given her any gifts since we met. Although we are engaged, we have never really fallen in love like ordinary young men and women.
The century-old wild ginseng is very attractive, so there are many people accompanying it. They all walk towards the inside, and whispers of discussion can be heard from time to time.
"Isn't it true that someone caught a century-old wild ginseng? I heard that this thing hasn't appeared in decades?"
"Yes, I heard from my grandpa that the ginseng that has been around for hundreds of years has become essence, so it is very difficult to catch it."
"I've also heard that this thing can drill into the soil."
"You have all heard, but I have seen it with my own eyes. This ginseng that has become a spirit can not only burrow into the soil, but also disguise itself, just like a living person."
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Surprised voices came to my ears one after another, and they said anything. I couldn't help but turn my head and look at the people talking next to me. It felt quite fresh in my heart. Although I had heard similar rumors, after all, I was still the first.
This was the first time I came into contact with something like this, and I couldn't help but feel a little hopeful for a while.
As we walked further in, there were more and more shops on both sides of the street. They were all shops selling mountain products. Although they were not large, they were one after another.
I don’t know how far I walked, but the people in front finally stopped. I guess they have reached the right place, but the people here are so smart that they can’t squeeze in.
But this matter was not difficult for us at all. Huzi came out from behind me, separated the crowd, and pushed in very arrogantly. The people she pushed away immediately turned their heads and glared, but as soon as they saw
Hu Zi's fierce expression, especially the centipede-like scar on his face, immediately closed his mouth obediently.
Huzi's evil spirit is very strong. Although normal people cannot feel it, the ferocious energy emanating from him can be seen at a glance.
So these people only dared to be angry but dared not speak, and could only be rudely pushed away by the beards. However, there were still a few ignorant people who wanted to uphold justice and said some very arrogant words, but they were punched by a tiger.
After being beaten to the ground, the crowd immediately dispersed further, and we didn't even have to squeeze in.
If it were in the past, I would definitely say something stupid, but now I'm used to it. Anyway, this society is about the jungle. If you don't bully others, you will bully others. It's such a simple principle.
The fat man was better than me at this point, so he followed behind him happily, and soon he squeezed into the middle of the crowd. At this time, he heard the sound of someone hawking inside.
"Pure century-old wild ginseng, a rare good thing in a century. In order to catch it, we squatted in the mountains for more than a month, and finally caught it. Look at this arm, look at this
The legs, even the toes have grown..."
I was slightly surprised, why did this voice sound so familiar?
I seemed to have heard it somewhere, but I couldn't remember it for a while. I quickly took a step forward and came to the middle of the crowd. I looked up and found that the person selling ginseng sitting in the crowd turned out to be an acquaintance.
When I saw this person, I couldn't help but be stunned for two seconds. I never imagined that this person turned out to be Hu Langlang, the young master of the Fox clan.
When I saw Hu Langlang, I couldn't help but think of the methods of this so-called genius of the fox clan a few nights ago. I still remember it fresh.
But what impressed me most was not his profound illusion skills, but his mouth that he claimed to be tight-lipped, but in fact was as tight as his waistband.
But I just don’t understand why this bastard appears here?
And they also sell ginseng here.
Wasn't this guy kidnapped back to the Fox Clan's lair by Mrs. Ma?
It can't be such a coincidence that the nest of their fox tribe is here, right?
Think about it, the world is really small!
Thinking of this, I immediately glanced around Hu Langlang with vigilant eyes. After I didn't find Mrs. Ma's figure, I let out a long sigh of relief.
Could it be that these two people separated? I don’t know where this old lady Ma went to wander around again?
But this is better. If I really meet the old lady here, I will be finished. The scene in the motel where my head was smashed by the chandelier is still vivid in my mind at this moment, leaving an indelible mark on my little heart.
trauma.
I prayed secretly in my heart that it would be best if this old lady could forget about our contract!
After calming down, I became more and more curious about Hu Langlang's appearance, so I couldn't help but look in front of him.
Hu Langlang was sitting on a big rock, with a complete piece of fur spread in front of him. The yellow and orange colors were very eye-catching, and it looked like it was the fur of the fox tribe.
This kid is so cruel that he even uses the furs of his own race to set up a street stall!
But why do I feel that this method is a bit anti-human? He is a normal beast. Who would do such a rebellious thing?
At this moment, Hu Langlang was holding a big thing about a foot long in his hand and shaking it constantly. There was also a red rope with a thickness of wire tied to it, and the other end was tied to his wrist, showing off to people excitedly.
With.
This must be the century-old wild ginseng he was talking about. Judging from its appearance, it is indeed extraordinary. This ginseng is over a foot long and actually looks like a human being. Not only does it have limbs, but also its facial features.
It is also clearly visible that it is exactly what a human being should look like.
Not only was I secretly amazed by what I saw, but there were also bursts of excited discussions nearby. Apparently, they were also surprised by this century-old ginseng.
Just look at Hu Langlang's face glowing red, saliva dripping from his mouth and shouting loudly:
"Everyone, hey, let's take a look here and there. This wild product from the mountains has just been unearthed. It's a century-old ginseng. It's a rare sight in a hundred years. It revitalizes energy, replenishes blood, and prolongs life. The old man will live a hundred years after eating it, and the little daughter-in-law will live longer after eating it.
The appearance will not age, and the gentlemen will return to their twenties after eating it. After eating it, they will say goodbye to sore waists and leg pains. After eating it, the husband and wife will live in harmony like a fish in water. This is the only one, and there is no semicolon. If you want it, the boss should bid quickly!"
When I heard this shouting, my face twitched slightly. Why did it feel so familiar?
Hu Langlang was shouting vigorously, when the crowd next to him started to commotion again. Some of the onlookers were roughly pushed away, and ten or twenty people crowded in from outside.
I couldn't help but look over, and then my face darkened. The person who came was none other than Zhou Qingyang.