"Let's See" Gulan reached out and handed the neatly wrapped small cloth bag to Xiang Yunjin.
"If you don't want it, I'll go ask the owner of the carriage over there." It's not that I'm trying to provoke him, Gulan really thinks so. Both of them are rich, so it doesn't matter who wants it. Especially the one who is in poor health, she may be more obsessed with good medicinal materials.
Xiang Yunjin glanced at Gulan without saying anything, but slowly opened the cloth bag in his hand. When each root came into view, Xiang Yunjin already had an idea in his mind. Even so, he was still slightly stunned when opened them all.
It turned out to be a ginseng of very good quality. The moist soil showed that it had just been dug out of the ground. It was very fresh, and the roots were intact without any signs of breakage. It was obvious that Gulan had put a lot of effort into digging it. The weight and size of the ginseng in his hand told Xiang Yunjin that it was at least several hundred years old. Ginseng of this age is very rare, even hundred-year-old ginseng is rare, so Gulan's luck is really unique.
It seems that this kid is really lucky. No matter where he goes, he never comes back empty-handed. Of course, this is also related to his own abilities. Of course he had to accept such a good thing. Xiang Yunjin glanced at the coarse cloth wrapped in the ginseng, and his eyes couldn't help twitching. If someone else got this thing, they would probably use the best cloth in their home to wrap it. But Gulan used the worst cloth.
It's not like there's nothing left. The cotton cloth that the manager gave when he bought clothes last time was used to make a shoulder bag for AnAn, but Xiang Yunjing knew that there was still a lot left. Although he is stingy, he is not at all vague when it comes to food. He will find ways to make delicious food for AnAn no matter he has the conditions or not. Of course he is stingy. He is not willing to use even a piece of good cloth for such precious medicinal materials, even if it is just a piece of his clothes. He could buy more clothes with it if he sold it.
"What do you think? Do you want it? If you do, just let me know. If not, I'll ask someone else." Gulan interrupted Xiang Yunjin's thoughts.
"What was that squeaking?" There was another squeaking sound. If Xiang Yunjin hadn't been holding the ginseng in his hand, he would have almost slapped Gulan.
"Haha, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue, it was 'grunt'." He said it too quickly, and Gulan realized the mistake. She smiled awkwardly and quickly changed her words.
"That's better. There's no need to change people. I want this thing." Xiang Yunjin said, looking at Gulan, and slowly rewrapped the ginseng.
"Okay, I'll sell it to Brother Jin. You can decide the price." Gulan smiled immediately. Now that she had made money, even her voice became much softer. Her voice was low and gentle, just like when she was coaxing AnAn.
Xiang Yunjin found it very pleasing to the ears, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose.
"Okay," Xiang Yunjin agreed, while estimating the value of the ginseng in his mind. A hundred-year-old ginseng is sold for nearly a thousand taels in big cities. This one is obviously much older, so it must be worth several times more.
"Five thousand taels" was the price offered to Yun Jin. Although the price was a bit high, it was not outrageous. After all, he was his savior.
"Five thousand taels?" Gulan was indeed a little surprised. Although she could imagine the price of ginseng, she thought it was a bit high. Of course, if this wild ginseng was sold in her time, it would probably be sold at a sky-high price, and it would only be higher, not lower.
"Is it a bit high? Let's be honest. You don't have to raise the price intentionally just because I saved you." Gulan said seriously.
"Don't worry, this ginseng is worth the price. If I take it to capital, I'm afraid it will double in price. I won't suffer any loss." Xiang Yunjin admired Gulan's self-control. Most people would be overjoyed upon hearing this price and would never think it was too much.
Seeing that what Xiang Yunjin said was true, Gulan's face relaxed and she smiled, pointing at the ginseng and said, "It's yours."
As if infected by Gulan, Xiang Yunjin could not help but smile. He immediately put the ginseng in his hand aside, took out the purse from inside his clothes, and handed Gulan a few silver bills.
After the payment was made, Gulan accepted the money promptly. This was what she deserved, so why should she be polite? She took a few careful looks at it, then carefully rolled it up and put it into her sleeve pocket, actually throwing it into the space. The safest place is space. No matter which world they go to or what form they become with their souls bound together, space still belongs to her.
"Dad, it smells so good, is it cooked?" AnAn couldn't help it and shouted to GuLan.
"Here I am, let me take a look..." Gulan smiled at Yunjin, the sponsor who had just paid, and hurried to her son's side.
It was about time, so she found a wooden stick and dug out the sweet potatoes buried in the fire. It seems that she haven't roasted sweet potatoes in this original state for decades.She remember that it was a thing when she was a child. But it's rare that the mood is the same, and I'm just as happy.
AnAn couldn't help but frown when he saw the pitch-black thing being dug out by his mother. He was very suspicious as to why it looked so ugly when it smelled so fragrant.
The little guy never hides his emotions in front of his mother. Gulan knows what his son is thinking after just one glance.
She said with a smile: "Don't think it's black and ugly, that's because it's burnt. In fact, it's not black at all inside." Gulan used the rag to hold the sweet potato and split in half, revealing the fragrant inside.
A sweet smell spread through the air, and AnAn couldn't help but said, "Dad, it's true."
"Right, Dad won't lie to AnAn." Gulan said as she carefully peeled off the burnt black skin, and the sweet flavor of the sweet potato became even stronger. Well, although the familiar taste is not as good as that of red-fleshed sweet potatoes, it is pretty good. She didn't hand it to her son directly, as she had already confirmed it. Gulan decided to taste it first to make sure the taste had not changed before handing it to her son.
"No problem, eat it!"
As soon as his mother spoke, AnAn couldn't help it anymore and opened his mouth and took a bite. The soft, sticky and sweet taste filled his mouth. AnAn's eyes lit up, "Dad, it's delicious."
"Don't worry if it's delicious. Don't choke." The white flesh of sweet potatoes is relatively dry and sticky. If you eat them too hastily, you will easily choke. She quickly poured a bowl of water and placed it in front of her son.
When Xiang Yunjin, who was sending the ginseng back to the carriage to dry, entered the tent, the first thing he heard was AnAn saying that it was delicious. Although the little guy is not picky about food, he is still very picky. If he says it tastes good, then the taste must be right.
Xiang Yunjin's interest was immediately aroused. He sat down next to the fire, picked up a black lump without disgust, peeled off the skin, and took a bite of the steaming white flesh inside. Without any hesitation, Xiang Yunjin's expression changed after taking a bite. It's soft, sticky and sweet. Although it's a bit dry, it tastes really good. Xiang Yunjin ate the fist-sized piece in just a few bites.
After eating it, my first feeling was that this is definitely a good thing to relieve hunger, very substantial. Just this one piece makes me feel a little full. When Xiang Yunjin looked at the pile of people in the tent, his eyes couldn't help but become hot, and dark waves surged deep in his eyes. I just don't know what the production of this thing is. If the production is high, Xiang Yunjin can't help but get excited just thinking about it.
As for how to plant Xiang Yunjin, there is no need to worry at all, as the Minister of Agriculture will always find a way to plant it. He then looked at Gulan who was about to get up to make dinner.