Zhang Yasong's voice was both excited and sharp, and he was so steady that he was about to jump up. This was so incredible. He actually saw the ginseng of the seventh-grade leaf. Was he dazzled?

Ginseng is a perennial herbal root plant with palmatoid impeller growth. As time grows, the leaves of ginseng also change.

When ginseng grows to the sixth grade leaves, it no longer grows leaves, but only increases the weight of the roots. Therefore, the sixth grade leaves among ginseng are extremely precious, but Zhang Yaming's seeds are actually seventh grade leaves.

All sixth-grade leaves can be called the ginseng king. Don’t say you have seen ginseng from the seventh-grade leaves, Zhang Yasong has never heard of it. No wonder he screamed like someone was stepping on it.

Wang Yaming's eyes also fell on the three ginseng plants. He hadn't stayed at home for a few days. Where did this seventh-grade ginseng come from?

There were only three ginseng in Taobao that I planted at home, but it was obviously different from the ginseng in front of me. How could ginseng become like this in just over ten days?

It's just a hell!

Zhang Yaming recalled the situation these days in detail. Since his mother passed away that day, she has been in chaos. Although everyone in her family came and went, no one noticed that this place was abnormal.

Then after two or three days left, I just came back, why did I encounter such a strange thing?

What's going on?

Zhang Yaming fell into deep thought and could not hear it at all. Zhang Yasong paced back and forth and his excited muttering.

water?

Yes, I was not dazzled that night, but three drops of water fell on the little jade bottle. Is it the problem here?

Zhang Yaming slapped his head and immediately went to find the heirloom jade pendant. He turned his back to the sun, stared at the pendant with his eyes squinted, and he saw that the warm jade bottle pendant was extremely exquisite and still as beautiful.

"No, there were originally crystal water drops in this bottle, but now I can't see it. Could it be that the water ripens in mutated this ginseng?"

Zhang Yaming tossed and turned to look at the pendant in his hand, and picked it up and shook it from time to time. He couldn't figure out how could water droplets appear?

And where did the water drop come from?

Before Zhang Yaming could figure this out, the uncle and his family came to the door in a mighty way under the leadership of their cousin Zhang Yasong.

Although Zhang Yaming and Zhang Yasong are cousins, their bloodlines are not close. Zhang Yaming's father and uncle belong to the same great-grandfather.

But by Zhang Yaming's generation, both families had only one seedling, so everyone became closer.

As soon as I entered the door, my uncle, who was over 60 years old, became excited and wanted to take a look at the three ginseng plants in Zhang Yaming's house.

"The seventh-grade ginseng is really all seventh-grade ginseng. Yaming, where did you come from? If it were wild ginseng, it would be valuable!"

Fortunately, Zhang Yaming had already thought of a set of rhetoric after being alone.

"I have been planted at home for many years, but I didn't pay attention to it before. I have only blossomed and bear fruit recently. I guess I'm dormant!"

Although this excuse is a bit reluctant, the uncle who is familiar with ginseng knows that ginseng has dormant properties. When it encounters a harsh natural environment outside, it hides underground and cannot sleep.

It may hide under this ground for three, five or even ten years, and will not come out. You see, there is no ginseng, not three or five years, and after seven or eight years, it suddenly comes out again after ten years.

Some people will say that ginseng will run and will suddenly appear. In fact, people who understand ginseng know that it is dormant and ginseng does not run. This is normal.

So, my uncle and his wife didn’t have much suspicion about Zhang Yaming’s statement, but they just thought that Zhang Yaming was so lucky that they actually planted seventh grade ginseng.

But speaking of this, this is also the credit of Zhang Yaming's mother. Unfortunately, a good person will not live long!

After seeing off Zhang Yasong's family, he saw that he was strange. Zhang Yaming was not quiet in the next few days, and he was still annoyed.

Because every day someone wants to see his seventh-grade ginseng, the people who come here almost cut off the threshold of his house.

Soon it was reported that those ginseng plants were planted by Zhang Yaming's mother when she was alive. She managed it with all her heart and strength to make the seven-leaf ginseng appear.

Zhang Xiang's life was disrupted by the sudden emergence of the seven-leaf ginseng, which was almost indescribable.

Finally, he decided to dig out the ginseng and sell it!

On the day when the ginseng was dug, the yard was filled with people watching the fun, and there were several guests coming from other places, saying they wanted to buy such ginseng.

After all, it is artificially grown, and seven-leaf ginseng is also very rare. Generally, it grows seven-leaf ginseng, and the portion is not light and the price is also good.

Digging ginseng is Zhang Yaming's uncle. He is old and careful and experienced. Before digging ginseng, he was afraid that Zhang Yaming would be deceived, so he told him that artificial seven-leaf ginseng would be worth at least 30,000 to 40,000 yuan, and told him not to sell it at a low price.

In order to have a festive and auspicious fortune, Zhang Yasong also specially put a red rope on the three ginseng plants.

"This child, this is artificially grown ginseng, so how can there be so many things to pay attention to?"

The uncle said with a smile, threw down the cigarette in his hand, took a small shovel and started digging ginseng. He didn't look very nervous and was very relaxed.

But as he moved, and when the ginseng showed its reed head and roots little by little, everyone seemed to be instantly petrified and didn't know how to move.

The few guests who were watching the fun were like cats that smelled fishy, ​​and they all rushed up, their eyes were so bright that they were swallowing their saliva.

It is already rare for seventh-grade garden ginseng, but the ginseng dug out is obviously seventh-grade wild mountain ginseng, which is simply a miracle.

Zhang Yaming's uncle, who was originally careless, suddenly became nervous. He didn't dare to blink his eyes, nor did he dare to dig with a shovel. He only dared to slowly dig the remaining roots with his hands, and his hands couldn't stop shaking.

Because he was so excited, he dug ginseng for seventh grade wild ginseng for a lifetime, but he had never heard of it. What a great fortune it should be?

When the whole ginseng was presented to everyone, the field was silent, leaving only heavy breathing and sniffling sounds!

Zhang Yaming's eyes also widened. Is this wild ginseng?

And there are more than one, three!

Wait for a while and let him drink a little ice water to clear his mind.

Zhang Yaming also found it very unexpected, very unexpected, and particularly unexpected!

"You boy, even your uncle and cousin are fooling you?"

Zhang Yaming's uncle laughed and scolded him and kicked him. He refused to dig the remaining two ginseng plants, no matter what.

Just kidding, these are all treasures. If a ginseng whisker is dug, he will not be able to afford the loss!

Those onlookers fry the stove, all of them looking like crazy.

No one has ever heard of the seventh-grade wild ginseng. This is a legendary treasure that can become a spirit.

Those guests who received ginseng were also stunned. This was the first time they encountered such a thing.

All the characteristics of this ginseng meet the standards of wild ginseng, but they dug it out of the yard, which simply subverts people's views. They are messy and say that they should ask experts to use instruments to identify them immediately before they can make a decision.

Although there are many people and everything they say, Zhang Yaming understands it particularly well.

There is only one reason for such an accident, that is, the pendant in his pocket is really a huge treasure.

But Zhang Yaming was worried that there seemed to be no more water droplets in the pendant. What was the matter with those water droplets? How could he make him appear and collect them again?

Compared to those three ginseng plants, this is the issue Zhang Yaming is most concerned about at this time.

In the next two days, Zhang Yaming's entire life was disrupted because the three trees weighed 360 grams, 378 grams, and 390 grams respectively, and were identified by experts. They were all thousand-year-old wild ginseng kings!

Moreover, these three wild ginseng trees were taken away for a high price of 35 million, which shocked everyone and was simply unbelievable.

The three words Zhang Yaming became famous in his hometown. For a time, guests were flooded with tourists, and some came to ask about the origin of the wild ginseng.

Some people come to join in relationships and borrow money, or sell financial products and insurance, and some even introduce their girlfriends to him.

This made Zhang Yaming understand that sentence accurately: poor in the downtown area, no one asked about it, and rich in the deep mountains with distant relatives.

Zhang Yaming was so upset that he had to hand over the old house to his uncle's family to take care of him, and he went out to relax first.

In fact, the most important thing is that Zhang Yaming wants to figure out how to make water droplets appear in his jade bottle?

He remembered that the three wild ginseng trees were entirely due to the contribution of the water droplets in the jade bottle, but he couldn't remember clearly when the water droplets in the jade bottle had?

On this day, Zhang Yaming came to the famous golden beach. Looking at the blue sky and white clouds and the waves on the beach, he felt a lot of emotion.

My mother never saw the sea until her death. If she were still alive, her life would be perfect!

The golden sand beach was blue sky and clear water, and the white beach. Zhang Yaming bent down and grabbed a handful of sand in his hand. The sand was as thin as powder, but it was clean.

Even though Zhang Yaming was curious for a moment, he grabbed a lot of sand and threw it into the water, but his palms were still clean and there was no mud left behind.
Chapter completed!