Chapter 156 156. Making Money
"have a look"

Gu Lan reached out and handed the well-wrapped small cloth bag to Xiang Yunjin.

"If you don't want it, I'll ask the owner of the carriage over there."

It's not a radical, Gulan really thinks so.

Both are rich masters, and everyone wants the same.

Especially the one who is not in good health, I am afraid that he is more attached to good medicinal materials.

Xiang Yunjin stared at Gu Lan without saying a word, but slowly opened the cloth bag in his hand.

Xiang Yunjin had already figured it out when a root hair came into view.

Even so, he was slightly taken aback when they were all opened.

It is a ginseng of good quality. The damp soil shows that it has just been dug out of the soil. It is very fresh. The roots are intact and there are no signs of breakage. It can be seen that Gu Lan took great pains in digging.

The weight and shape of the ginseng in his hand tell Xiang Yunjin its age, at least not less than a few hundred years old.

Ginseng of this age is very rare, not even a hundred-year-old ginseng, so Gulan is out of luck.

It seems that this kid is really lucky, no matter where he went, he never came back empty-handed, and of course it has something to do with his own ability.

Of course this kind of good thing must be accepted, Xiang Yunjin glanced at the coarse cloth wrapped with ginseng, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching.

If someone else gets this thing, I'm afraid they will use the best cloth bag in the house, but Gu Lan is lucky to use the worst cloth.

It's not that there is no cotton cloth given by the manager when I bought clothes last time. Although I made a satchel for An'an, Xiang Yunjing knew that there was still a lot left.

Let's say he is picky, he is not ambiguous about food at all, whether he has conditions or not, he will make good food for An An in a different way.

But if you don't pick it, you don't even want to use a piece of better cloth for such a valuable medicinal material, even if you tear off a piece of clothes, you can't buy as many clothes as you want.

"How about it, do you want it? If you want it, just say it, if you don't want it, I'll ask another person." Gu Lan interrupted Xiang Yunjin's thoughts.

"What's that squeak?" There was a "squeak", if it wasn't for the ginseng in his hand, Xiang Yunjin would have almost slapped Gu Lan.

"Haha, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue, just say a word." The words were too fast, and Gu Lan also realized that something was wrong, smiled awkwardly, and quickly changed his words.

"It's about the same. There's no need to change people. I want this thing." Xiang Yunjin swept Gu Lan and said, slowly wrapping the ginseng again.

"Success, I'll sell it to Brother Jin. You can see the price."

Gulan laughed immediately, and even made money, and even softened his voice a lot, with a low and soft voice, just like when he was coaxing An An.

Xiang Yunjin listened very pleasantly, and the corners of her mouth were already raised unconsciously.

"That line" agreed, and at the same time Xiang Yunjin estimated the value of this ginseng in his heart.

Centuries-old ginseng has been sold for nearly a thousand taels in Dacheng. This ginseng is quite old at first glance, so it must be several times more.

"5000 taels" bid Yun Jinbao, although the bid was a bit high, but it was not outrageous, after all, he was a lifesaver.

"5000 taels?" Gu Lan was a little surprised, although he could think of the price of ginseng, isn't it a bit high.

Of course, if this wild ginseng was in her era, it would probably be sold for a sky-high price, and it would only be high but not low.

"Will it be a little high? Let's talk about the facts. You don't have to deliberately raise the price for the sake of me saving you." Gulan said seriously.

"Don't worry, this ginseng is worth the price. If you get it from Kyoto, it will double the price. I won't suffer."

Xiang Yunjin admired Gu Lan's self-control, and most people would be overjoyed when they heard this price, so they wouldn't think it was too much.

Seeing that what Xiang Yunjin said was true, Gu Lan relaxed with a smile on his face, and pointed at the ginseng, "It belongs to you."

As if infected by Gulan, Xiang Yunjin couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and immediately put the ginseng in his hand aside, took out the purse from his clothes, and handed Gulan a few banknotes.

The money and the goods were settled, and Gu Lan received it neatly. This is what she deserves, why be polite.

I took a few careful glances, then rolled it up carefully, put it in my sleeve pocket and threw it into the space.

The safest place is space. No matter which world they go to or what form they become, the space still belongs to her only.

"Father, it smells so good, is it ripe?" An An couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted at Gu Lan,

"Come on, let me take a look..."

Smiling at Yun Jin, the benefactor who just paid, Gu Lan hurried to his son's side.

After calculating the time was almost up, I found a wooden stick and pulled out the sweet potatoes buried in the fire.

This kind of roasted sweet potatoes in the original state seems to have not been done for decades, and it was still a childhood thing in my memory.

But the mood is rarely the same, the same happy.

And An'an couldn't help but frown when she saw the dark mass being pulled out by her mother, wondering why it smelled so good and looked so ugly.

The little guy never hides his emotions in front of his mother, and at a glance, Gu Lan knows what his son is thinking?
He smiled and said, "Don't look at it as black. It looks ugly. It's because it's burnt. In fact, it's not black at all." Two, expose the inside that is roasted and fragrant inside.

A sweet smell spread out along the air, and An An couldn't help it immediately, "Dad, it's true."

"That's right, Dad won't lie to An An." As he spoke, Gu Lan carefully peeled off the burnt black skin, and the sweetness of the sweet potatoes became stronger.

Well, although the familiar taste is not as good as that of red-fleshed sweet potatoes, it is not bad.

He didn't pass it directly to his son, but Gulan decided to taste it first, and passed it to his son after confirming that the taste hadn't changed.

"No problem, let's eat!"

As soon as the mother spoke, An An couldn't help it, she just opened her mouth.

The soft, glutinous and sweet taste filled the mouth, An An's eyes lit up, "Father, it's delicious."

"Don't worry if it's delicious, don't choke."

Sweet potatoes with white flesh are relatively dry and glutinous. If you are in a hurry, it is easy to choke.

He quickly poured a bowl of water and placed it in front of his son.

Xiang Yunjin, who sent the ginseng back to the carriage to dry in the shade, heard An An's delicious words as soon as he entered the tent.

Although the little guy is not picky about food, he still has a big mouth. He said that the taste is absolutely unmistakable.

Immediately, Xiang Yunjin's interest was aroused, and he sat by the fire, picked up a black pimple without hesitation, peeled off the outer skin with his hands, and bit down on the steaming white flesh inside.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiang Yunjin's expression changed after taking a bite.

Sasa is soft and soft, with a hint of sweetness. Although it is a bit dry, the taste is really good.

The fist-sized one was eaten up by Xiang Yunjin in a few bites.

After eating, the first feeling is that this is definitely a good thing to suppress hunger, it is very real.

Just such a piece has a little satiety.

Xiang Yunjin looked like the pile in the tent, his eyes couldn't help but get hot, and dark waves surged deep in the bottom of his eyes.

I just don't know how the output of this thing is. If the output is high, just thinking about Xiang Yunjin can't help but get a little excited.

As for how to plant Xiangyun brocade, I don't worry at all, and Sinon will always find out how to plant it.

Immediately, he looked at Gu Lan who was about to get up and make dinner.

 The author is quite busy these days, and there will be two or three updates from time to time, please understand the little fairies, okay ()*.

  Special thanks to the cat who lives alone for the reward of 2000 book coins, and thanks to 160605000729166 for the reward of 100 book coins.

  
 
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