Chapter 17 - Chapter 17: Centennial Ginseng

Although Jon was a little uneasy after being chased by hundreds of people yesterday, he still forced himself to rest that night. The more critical the moment, the more he had to keep his brain clear.

 

Early the next morning, Jon crawled out of the tent. In order to avoid Robb's search yesterday, he didn't even take a weapon, but fortunately he still had a dagger with him.

 

Jon whittled himself a few wooden spears in preparation for catching some fish to fill his stomach.

 

"I remember there is a Wolf Eye Lake in the west. Let's go there first. However, according to Robb's character, he will probably deploy soldiers there. I'd better be careful."

 

With four wooden spears on his back and one in each hand, a sentence suddenly popped up in Jon's mind: Ma Chao, the general of Xiliang, is here!

 

The forest was filled with dry and brittle old branches and leaves, which made a crackling sound when stepped on. The bare birch trees around seemed like lifeless sculptures.

 

There were a few crows crowed around, making the huge wolf forest look very desolate.

 

After walking for about three hours, the hunger in my stomach had gradually dissipated due to not having eaten for a long time, and was replaced by a kind of weakness that made me feel dazed.

 

Jon felt a little weak in the knees, and even the scenery around him became a little dim.

 

As the saying goes, the little brats can eat the father to death. Jon knows how much boys aged fourteen or fifteen crave carbohydrates and protein. After all, he went through that age himself.

 

Finally, when Jon climbed up a small hill again to determine the direction, he finally saw the lake rippling in the breeze, but at the same time he heard a noise.

 

"I really admire you Robb!"

 

Although Jon had anticipated that Robb might deploy defenses here, he couldn't help but curse when he saw it with his own eyes.

 

Now Jon could only settle for the next best thing and find a way to dig some wild vegetables to eat.

 

So Jon looked around, and after confirming that there were no other surveillance posts nearby, he carefully returned the same way.

 

Although this is another world, he has seen most of the plants and can tell whether they are poisonous just by looking at them.

 

Because we had to look for some usable wild grass, we spent a little more time on the way back.

 

But as he was about to return to the original camping place, he still couldn't find anything suitable to eat.

 

"Why is this the same thing again?" Jon tore off a small leaf from the plant and put it in his mouth, only to find it was bitter and astringent.

 

Jon, who had endured hunger for a long time, was a little irritated. Just now on the road, he saw many flowers like this one with a small bunch of small flowers in the middle that were not much bigger than pomegranate seeds.

 

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly noticed something unusual.

 

"Wait, why do all these weeds look the same?"

 

Jon felt curious, and since he had nothing else to do, he decided to pull one out and see.

 

Ho——

 

Jon tried hard secretly, but found that the roots of this "weed" were deeper into the ground than he thought. He tried again with all his strength, but found that it still didn't work, so he decided to dig it out with a dagger.

 

The sharp dagger was inserted into the black soil, raising clumps of soil. As he dug, Jon found that the roots of this thing were simply outrageously long. When he found that he had dug down nearly 30 centimeters but had not completely dug it out, he cut off the roots of the thing.

 

After shaking off the dirt on the roots, Jon's pupils shrank slightly: "This... This is ginseng!"

 

Jon was stunned when he saw the ginseng root which was almost as thick as his wrist. He estimated that the root he had cut off and not dug out was at least thirty to forty centimeters long.

 

"If I eat this, I'll be bloated to death."

 

As an Oriental person in my previous life, the name of ginseng was well-known to me. Ginseng that was hundreds of years old was almost like a panacea that could prolong a person's life, even if the person only had one breath left.

 

"I don't know if this system has any protective effects. I'll try it out. At most I'll just have a nosebleed."

 

He plucked off a small section of the ginseng root, the length of a finger, and put it into his mouth. Unexpectedly, after just a moment, he felt a warm current lingering in his lower abdomen, and the previous feeling of hunger was swept away!

 

So he looked at the more than one-meter-long ginseng on the ground with shining eyes. He cleaned it as much as possible, picked up a ball and put it into his mouth. He felt the warm current in his abdomen became more obvious, and his whole spirit was lifted.

 

Jon discovered that his system seemed to be able to store the medicinal power of ginseng and provide energy to the body, so he simply dug up a dozen ginsengs in one go, all of which were estimated to be over a hundred years old.

 

Back in his tent, Jon made himself a pot of ginseng soup. After drinking it, he was extremely excited and watched the sky gradually turn pale.

 

After a night like this, Jon felt that the heat in his lower abdomen was hidden. With the nourishment of this heat, even though he had not eaten for a day and had not slept for a night, he was still full of energy!

 

"Tsk, why does my throat feel a little tight?"

 

Feeling a little uncomfortable, Jon unbuttoned the first hole of his underwear, and then he felt better.

 

What he didn't know was that in just one night, he had grown nearly an inch taller.

 

He remembered that wherever ginseng grew, no other plants would grow. It was precisely because of this characteristic of ginseng that he saw no other plants except ginseng in the area of several acres nearby.

 

At the same time, Jon also realized that he had discovered something that could be called a "treasure", that is, due to the extremely backward medical technology in Westeros, the knowledge of herbal medicine was extremely insufficient.

 

They actually allowed this ginseng, which looked at least a hundred years old, to grow like weeds in the wild forest. Jon now had no doubt that there were still hundreds or even thousands of years of ginseng in the wolf forest.

 

'If we can find a great medical scientist like Hua Tuo or Zhang Zhongjing in the future to make reasonable use of these herbs, it will be an inestimable fortune! '

 

Seeing that the food problem was temporarily solved, Jon's thoughts became active, but that's a story for later.

 

The most urgent thing now is to look somewhere else. Even though Robert has set up sentries everywhere, there is always a difference between strict and loose sentries. You should observe first and then make a decision.

 

...

 

At this time, Robb ordered the defense of the Hindpaw River, and Theon was patrolling along the river on horseback.

 

It was obvious that he showed great enthusiasm for capturing Jon.

 

"You! Go over there and take a look."

 

"You two, follow me!"

 

"You guys..."

 

Theon, now 19 years old, has a well-proportioned figure. Since he received the same education as the Stark children since childhood, and he is a real aristocrat, his temperament is also quite good.

 

But what others don't know is that he is a person who is very eager to integrate into the Stark family, but things always go against his wishes. He envies Ned and Robb's feelings for Jon on a daily basis.

 

When he heard that Jon had become a deserter, he felt more excited. He thought this was an opportunity. He wanted to prove to others that he was more of a Stark than this illegitimate son who just looked like a Stark.

 

But he would not take it lightly just because he had more people on his side. A few years ago, he could still defeat Jon in martial arts with his physical advantage as an adult. However, in the past two years, with Jon's continuous progress, his wins and losses have been mixed. If he loses his physical advantage, he thinks he doesn't have much chance of winning.

 

So he ordered his soldiers to patrol the Last River in groups of at least five.

 

Theon stopped his horse at the riverside and looked into the woods, as if trying to find Jon's whereabouts in the dense forest.

 

He looked at his meticulous arrangements and couldn't help but smile proudly.

 

'Jon, you can't run away.'