Transmigration Dimensions: The Master Cultivator Young Miss

Hua Shu glanced roughly at the medicinal field, and finally set his eyes on the piece of ginseng. Looking at the clusters of ginseng, she couldn't help but marvel again.

Look at this plant grows so luxuriantly, the leaves are clumps, it must have been thousands of years, right? Not to mention that batch of old ginseng, even their descendants and grandchildren also thrive, ranging from seedlings to dozens of hundreds of years, everything at all stages.

In order not to attract attention, the year should not be too high, but the year is too short and worthless, so in the end, Hua Shu decided to choose a ginseng that was about sixty years old.

Before she was reborn, she saw a report that a hundred-year-old tree had been sold for 5 million. Although the current price cannot be compared with a dozen years later, there are still people rushing to sell it for one or two million. This one is only sixty years old. It should be okay to sell for four to five million yuan, right?

Fortunately, she is now able to distinguish the year of the medicinal materials. It would be terrible if she mistakenly took the 100-year-old ginseng for decades. She knew how rare a century-old ginseng was. If it were taken out and said that it was picked in this forest, let alone other people, it would be impossible for He Ling to believe it in the first place. Therefore, as long as you get a plant that is 50 or 60 years old, it is almost the same. Although the price difference is far, the premium is insurance.

Hua Shu randomly picked a sixty-year-old ginseng, carefully dug it out with a scythe, and carefully cleaned up the soil before putting it in the basket, with the roots from beginning to end. Didn't hurt anything.

After the task was completed, Hua Shu breathed a sigh of relief. Although the knowledge was in his mind, it was the first time to actually do it. Thinking that it was worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, he couldn't help being nervous, lest he hurt a little bit.

Without staying too much, Hua Shu took the basket out of the space, walked quickly out of the woods, and found the place where dandelions grew in his memory. He quickly picked a large basket and covered the ginseng strictly under it. To the hillside where Tang Fan is.

Tang Fan was very obedient. He didn't run around and didn't go under the sun. He kept picking red back vegetables in the shade covered by the trees.

Hearing the movement, he immediately looked up and saw that Hua Shu was back, with a bright smile on his face instantly.

"Sister Hua, you are back." A child is always upset when he is left alone, so as soon as he sees Hua Shu, he runs to her happily.

Hua Shu held the basket in one hand, and caught him with the other. He smiled and touched his head. He praised: "Our small sails are really capable. We are full of them so soon."

"No, I picked a little bit of it." The child was praised, with a shy smile on his face, a little embarrassed, but he explained seriously.

"Well, very capable, our Xiaofan is awesome." Hua Shu rubbed his head with a smile, "Let's go home!"

Tang Fan also grabbed the tousled hair, smiled and nodded, keeping his eyes on Hua Shu.

Although he didn't understand why Sister Hua became gentler than before, he knew that Sister Hua like this was very nice and had a warm smile. He liked it very much. When Sister Hua touched his head, he was very happy.

Hua Shu put the basket in the back basket, carrying the back basket, leading Tang Fan down the mountain along the path.

On the way back, passing by a small shop, Hua Shu bought a pack of seven dwarfs ice cream with the only fifty cents in his pocket as promised. There are seven of this kind of ice cream in a pack. The small shop is not far from the orphanage. It won’t melt when you take it back. Tang Fan will eat two of them, and the remaining five will be distributed to the other small ones. As for He Ya, Sun Lan, the two who are over ten years old, will have a better life after the ginseng is sold for the money, and there will naturally be snacks.