"What's wrong?" Gimmisha was so sleepy.

"Let's go to the mountains tomorrow?" Song Jingyun said.

“What are you doing in the mountains?”

"I want to see if I can catch rabbits, pheasants, etc., and I come back and stew them."

Since your lifespan is so short, you can only eat delicious food without wasting every meal.

Tomorrow, I have to go to the foot of the mountain to cut some bamboo back. Jiang Mixia thought about it and nodded, "It's done, but I can't go too deep."

She is not a full-time hunter and has no experience in entering the mountains. Although she has the strength and is not afraid of ordinary beasts, the dangers in the mountains are far more than she imagined.

"good."

Song Jingyun was already very happy that Jiang Mixia could take him into the mountain. She nodded excitedly, lay down and closed her eyes to sleep.

A smile hangs on the corner of his mouth.

After having breakfast early the next day, Song Jingyun pulled the cart and walked to the foot of the mountain with Jiang Mixia.

In addition to the hatchets used to chop bamboo on weekdays, Gimmisha also specially brought a few bamboo forks and nets to facilitate catching rabbits or pheasants.

When there is dew in the morning, animals are prone to affect their agility because their fur is wet. It is a good time to hunt. Experienced hunters basically choose to enter the mountains at this time.

In groups of three or three, I saw several along the way.

There are people in the same village and some in the neighboring village.

Seeing Jiang Mixia parked the tray at the foot of the mountain, tied it to the bamboo, and led Song Jingyun to walk into the mountain with a bamboo basket on her back, looking like she was going to hunt, she felt a little funny.

The bamboo fork is not easy to penetrate the flesh and blood, and it is also very static, so it is not easy to hunt things. It is the first time Jiang Mixia and Song Jingyun have entered the mountain.

However, many of the farmers are just trying their luck in the mountains, and more often they dig some wild vegetables and pick some mushrooms to subsidize their household income.

So those people didn't say much, and only reminded Jiang Mixia and Song Jingyun not to go deeper, so as not to encounter danger.

Jiang Mixia and Song Jingyun thanked her, and walked slowly, carefully recording the road while walking to prevent them from going out later.

In the early morning, the mountains are gloomy and cool, and they penetrate into the bone marrow.

"It's still the lady who thinks carefully." Song Jingyun tightened her belt, "The more clothes I wear come in handy."

"Shh." Gomexia signaled him to whisper.

Not far ahead there was a pheasant, walking leisurely, looking for food everywhere.

Jiang Mixia pulled the net in the bamboo basket and thought about which direction to cast the net from later so that she could smoothly pheasants online.

"I'll do it." Song Jingyun whispered, reaching out to take the net in Jiang Mixia's hand.

"Then be careful." Jiang Mixia gave him the net, and walked to the side. Fortunately, if Song Jingyun didn't have a net, she could stop her.

After Song Jingyun took the net, she tiptoed forward.

The pheasant seemed not to notice him, but was only focusing on eating a wild grass.

Song Jingyun seized the opportunity and immediately spread the net in her hand.

The pheasant was startled and flapped its wings to break free. However, it was pressed against the net, and it couldn't fly, and it couldn't get rid of it, so it was entangled with the net.

Jiang Mixia hurriedly went up to help, took out the pheasant from the net, tied her wings and legs with a rope, and stuffed them into a bamboo basket.

"This pheasant is quite fat." Gimmixia weighed the amount, "can stew a pot of meat."

"Well, it's delicious to stir-fry. Add more chili slices and stir-fry them into spicy chicken. This summer, eating some spicy food will also make you appetizer."

"It really doesn't work, make braised chicken? It's made into a cold dish with hand, and the taste seems to be good..."

Jiang Mixia talked for a while, and saw that Song Jingyun didn't say anything, she was a little curious.

This little son-in-law is the most greedy. Now he doesn’t even care about this?

"What's wrong?" Jiang Mixia saw that Song Jingyun was only staring at a grass under her feet attentively, and became more and more surprised, "What's wrong with this grass?"

"No, I just look at this grass monster," Song Jingyun asked, "Can I dig it back and plant it in the yard of my home."

This grass looks good?

Jiang Mixia looked at the grass that Song Jingyun was staring at.

It is not tall, the stem is not thick, and there are a few leaves sparsely growing. It cannot be said to be extremely ugly, but at least it is ordinary. Anyway, it has nothing to do with good looks.

If you plant such grass in the yard, you will feel that it is no different from weeds, which is a bit annoying.

But since the little son-in-law likes it, just dig it back and plant it.

At worst, she could be more careful in the future and not get rid of the weeds.

"Sure, if you want to dig, dig." Jiang Mixia took out the bamboo fork and used it as a simple hoe to help Song Jingyun dig it together.

Seeing this, Song Jingyun also found a thin piece of stone from the side and came to scatter together.

It's just a grass, it's not very lush. It's not very deep. Gimmixia didn't care at first.

But as she digged, she began to feel something was wrong.

The roots of this grass are not only a little deep, but also seem to be a little big.

After digging out all of them and seeing the whole picture of the grass, Gimmixia fell into deep thought.

"This grass grows strangely, with roots much larger than branches and leaves." Song Jingyun grabbed his ears, "If you bring it back like this, will it die? Should you put it on another layer of mud and wrap the roots?"

He remembered that Gimmixia said that the transplanting of flowers, plants and plants requires protection of the roots. If it is not protected properly, the grass will easily die.

"I guess it's not necessary."

"Why?" Song Jingyun was a little curious.

"This is not an ordinary grass, this..." Gimmixia's voice was a little hoarse, "This is ginseng."

"Ginseng? What is that?" The little son-in-law was puzzled.

"A medicinal material, well, is a very expensive medicinal material. Although I don't know how long this year it will last, it should be worth a lot of money if it depends on its size."

Gangmisha paused, "I guess it should be no less than those three pearls."

"So much money?" Song Jingyun carried the ginseng and looked it carefully. "I said, no wonder I think this grass is very beautiful. It turns out that it is because it is valuable."

Gimmixia, “…”

Are you sure it’s not because of luck?

Jiang Mixia felt more and more that Song Jingyun had good luck, so she just stared at him and looked again and again, trying to see why he was so lucky.

"What do you think of me like this?" Song Jingyun felt a little uncomfortable when she was seen, and reached out to touch her face, "Is there anything dirty on my face?"

"No, no." Gimmixia looked at it, "Look at it, do you have any beautiful flowers, grass, etc. nearby?"

Although Jiang Mixia himself knew that it was completely impossible to dig two ginseng trees in a row, if Song Jingyun was so lucky, she might have found something else.

For example, relatively valuable herbs or something.
Chapter completed!