Back in the 1980s, hiking in the mountains was also a way of life

Chapter 640: Everything Has Its First Time

Wang Li held seven or eight shaved wooden sticks and said to Wang An as he walked:
"Fourth brother, look at these sticks, some wide and some narrow, can they be used? If not, I'll hurry up and get a few more."

I have to say that Wang Li is very meticulous in his work. He thinks a lot and thinks far ahead, which makes people feel particularly relieved.

But if it was Mu Xueli, it would be different, because in the current situation, Wang An would let Mu Xueli find a way to make ginseng by himself.

Because digging ginseng is a very delicate job, Wang An believes that Mu Xueli can do it better than he does.

This can be seen from the fact that Mu Xueli can control the knife in his hand quite perfectly.

As soon as Wang Li finished speaking, he noticed the second ginseng found by Wang An on the ground and exclaimed:
"Fourth brother, you are too evil. You found the second one so quickly?"

As he spoke, Wang Li walked forward, squatted down, and began to examine the ginseng.

Wang An said with a smile:

"Well, I see this piece of land, it's been there for quite some time, it should be the private land of some gang."

After listening to Wang An's words, Wang Li pointed at the ginseng underground and said:
"Fourth brother, I see this is about the same size as the previous one. It's also a lamp stand, right? By the way, what do you mean by private plots? Can private plots be divided in this mountain?"

Wang An nodded and said:

"Yes, it's a lamp stand. I have a lot of lamp stands and Erjiazi in this place, but I don't know if there are any large ones with 4-grade or 5-grade leaves."

The reason why Wang An mentioned 4th grade leaves and 5th grade leaves but did not mention 6th grade leaves is because Han Shuisheng said that in all the years he had been digging ginseng, he had never dug up 6th grade ginseng leaves.

Of course, Han Shuisheng also said that the chance of finding grade 6 ginseng in old ginseng that has been dug for countless years is basically zero.

Unless the time between this ginseng digging and the last ginseng digging is long enough, and during this period, the old ginseng has not been discovered by other ginseng gangs, it will be possible to dig up grade 6 leaves.

But you have to know that once you dig it up, you won’t just find one, but many!
The reason why this happens is that ginseng mostly grows from generation to generation. If you happen to encounter the generation of ginseng with 6 leaves, it's like "a little cow stepping on an electric wire and getting struck by lightning."

After a pause, Wang An continued:

"Do you see this sign? This is the mark of the gang members who were killed in the early years."

Then, Wang An told Wang Li his guesses about the four "old omens".

After listening to this, Wang Li asked with doubtful eyes:

"If you say so, Fourth Brother, then this place must have been occupied by someone else first? Then, does this count as stealing someone else's things?"

Wang An took the wooden stick from Wang Li and said with disdain:

"Things that grow naturally belong to whoever digs them up. This mountain doesn't belong to anyone. They were lucky to have not been discovered before. Now that we have discovered it, it is ours. No one else can do anything about it."

What Wang An said is actually not wrong at all. In the mountains, wild things are ownerless. Whoever gets them owns them. It does not mean that whoever puts a mark on them will own them.

Wang Li is not a coward. He just asked subconsciously. When he heard Wang An say this, he nodded and said:
"Yeah, that's what I was thinking too. So, fourth brother, can you dig this thing? I think digging this thing without hurting my beard is a very difficult task."

Hearing this, Wang An looked at the wooden stick in his hand, then looked at the ginseng that had already emerged, then frowned and stared for a while before saying:
"Hey, what's the big deal about digging? Just dig. You have to do everything first. Now we have two hammers. Let's each use one. Come on, let's start digging."

As he spoke, Wang An gave half of the wooden stick in his hand to Wang Li. When Wang Li heard this, he was stunned for a moment and muttered:

"Brother Sisi, I don't know how to dig. If the whiskers are broken, this mallet will be worthless."

Wang An waved his hand and said proudly:

"Just fix it, it's nothing to do with Jiba, I believe you."

Although Wang An said this, he himself was actually in a state of uncertainty. After all, even if it was a job he had done before, there was no guarantee that he could do it well, and this kind of job that he had never done before was even more impossible to guarantee.

When Wang Li heard this, he was suddenly refreshed, but soon, he became sad again. He looked at the wooden stick in his hand and pondered for a long time. Then, he clenched the wooden stick in his hand tightly and walked towards the first third-grade leaf ginseng resolutely.

To be honest, digging ginseng is really a difficult task for someone who has never dug ginseng before.

The main problem is that the bristles of this thing are too thin and can be broken easily if you're not careful.

Moreover, ginseng grows in the woods, so there are a lot of small tree roots and grass roots next to it. When mixed with the ginseng roots, it is really annoying and disgusting.

Therefore, the sounds of the two brothers' angry conversation soon came from the woods.

Wang Li: "It's over, it's over, it's over. Fourth brother, I broke one of your whiskers."

Wang An: "It's okay, just break it. It's normal to break one or two."

after awhile.

Wang An: "Oh my god, I mistook the whiskers for grass roots and pulled them off. This is really a mess."

Wang Li: "It's okay, Fourth Brother. Didn't you just say it was okay?"

Wang An: "Fuck, that's you, I can't commit such a low-level crime. Fuck, you broke another one, don't talk to me."

Wang Li lowered his head and smiled secretly
Wang An: "This is fucked, this bastard, another one is broken, this mallet is useless."

Wang Li: "Yeah, I've also broken several of them."

Wang An sucked his teeth and said:

"It's not a job for humans to carry the mallet. If we keep doing this, it will take forever. No matter how many mallets we have, they won't be able to withstand the digging like this!"

Wang Li nodded in agreement and said:
"Why don't we get my brother Mu to come over? I think he should be able to do this job well."

Wang An also nodded and said:
"Well, bring him here tomorrow and let him dig."

About half an hour later, Wang An and Wang Li dug out their respective ginsengs.

In fact, it can’t be said to be digging, because at the end of the digging, the two brothers lost their temper at the same time and simply pulled the ginseng out of the soil.

Looking at the two ginsengs with badly damaged roots, Wang An said with a painful look on his face:
"Fuck, more than 600 yuan, let the two of us just ruin it!"

(End of this chapter)