During famine years, I had a divination slip in hand, and my whole family ate chicken, duck, fish, a

His gaze towards Ye Qingqing held a deeper meaning.

How did you know there were wild ginseng here?

Ye Qingqing casually fooled him.

"I don't know, I'm just guessing. Aren't these things found deep in the mountains and forests?"

It doesn't necessarily have to be wild ginseng. It could be lingzhi, gastrodia, or polygonatum; whatever I find by chance is what I get. I'm not picky.

Ye Dazhuang pursed his lips and remained silent.

He just lost his memory, he's not stupid.

No normal person would be so reckless as to run to a remote place like Beifeng and dig up whatever they find.

This girl is definitely hiding something!

Ye Dazhuang had this idea ever since Ye Qingqing insisted on going to the wild forest to fish.

But since she didn't say anything, he didn't want to ask any more questions.

The Ye family is just a temporary place for him to stay; there's no need to waste his time there. Once he remembers who he is and his wounds have healed, he will naturally leave.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying in a mass grave, covered with dirt, his clothes soaked in blood and unrecognizable.

He got up and looked around, but his mind was completely blank. He didn't know where he was, why he had ended up in a mass grave, or even his own name or who he was!

The cold wind pierced through his clothes, and his whole body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

I walked unsteadily for a long time, not knowing where to go. On the way, I saw a corpse that had starved to death, so I took off its clothes and put them on.

He didn't know where he was going, so he went up the mountain to hunt some wild animals in order to make a living, and ended up running into Ye Qingqing.

He originally wanted to find a meal at a farmhouse at the foot of the mountain, but he didn't expect that after returning home with Ye Qingqing, he would not only be able to have a full meal, but also have chicken, duck and fish at every meal.

Even the tattered cotton-padded coat he had taken from the dead was to be replaced with a brand-new, thick winter coat.

Looking out over the cold mountain, the peaks rise one after another, and the wind on the peaks is much stronger than at the foot of the mountain, cutting like a knife across the skin.

Ye Qingqing saw Ye Dazhuang staring blankly into the distance, so she shook her head and called to him.

"What are you thinking about, Big Zhuang? It's freezing here, let's go!"

No wonder the divination slip warned of danger. There was a winding mountain path leading to the summit, the narrowest part of which was covered by withered grass, making it impossible to even see where to stand.

The arrow in Ye Qingqing's mind pointed to the end of this road.

As long as she can dig up wild ginseng, she'll climb over mountains even if there's nowhere else to stand.

Ye Dazhuang nodded silently.

The two of them set off one after the other onto the winding and steep mountain path.

Below you is a bottomless abyss, with sheer cliffs hanging high. Every now and then, loose stones tumble down from where you stand. Just one look at it makes your heart leap into your throat.

Ye Qingqing and Ye Dazhuang both held their breath, focusing all their attention on their feet, and occasionally using their machetes to cut away the withered grass so they could see the path clearly.

If someone accidentally trips over a blade of dry grass, the whole village can start their feast.

Ye Dazhuang led the way, occasionally shoveling down some dry grass and giving her a few words of advice in a low voice.

"Find shelter here, be careful."

"Huff... huff..."

However, after walking less than half of the hundred-meter-long road, Ye Qingqing's forehead was covered in sweat, and her back was also soaked with a layer of cold sweat.

She paused briefly, adjusted her breathing, and forced herself to keep her eyes fixed straight ahead, avoiding looking down at her feet.

Just as she lifted one foot, something suddenly darted out from the withered grass.

Despite being well-prepared, Ye Qingqing was still startled, and her body involuntarily swayed...

"Clatter!"

Even as a warm, large hand grabbed her, Ye Dazhuang's deep, cold voice said, "It's probably a mountain rat. Be careful."

"It's nothing, I just got a fright. Thanks, Brother Dazhuang."

Ye Qingqing used his strength to steady herself. Looking at the cliff below, she still felt a little scared.

She wouldn't do it if the wild ginseng from Beifeng wasn't worth a hundred or two hundred taels of silver!

With utmost concentration, the two finally climbed to a flat peak. Here, dense forests covered the area, withered grass grew everywhere, and fallen leaves could bury one's feet.

"Crunch... crunch..."

Following the arrow, Ye Qingqing stepped on the soft, withered leaves and walked straight towards a large tree that two people couldn't wrap their arms around.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

The arrow disappeared from sight.

The wild ginseng was hidden under this big tree, among the thick layer of dead leaves.

Suppressing her excitement, Ye Qingqing took a deep breath, took the hoe from her waist, and carefully dug through the withered leaves, searching little by little for traces of wild ginseng.

Ye Dazhuang followed beside her, also bending over to clear away the fallen leaves with a sickle.

Near the tree roots, after brushing aside the dead leaves, a small bulge was revealed. It wasn't very noticeable, but you could tell that something was buried underneath!

"This is it!"

Ye Qingqing took a deep breath and waved to Ye Dazhuang, "Brother Dazhuang, bring me the small shovel."

She used a small shovel to carefully remove the clods of soil, and the smell of decaying leaves mixed with the muddy smell of black soil wafted over her. After digging a few times, a piece of yellowish-white flesh suddenly emerged from the black soil.

"Found it!"

Ye Qingqing suppressed her excitement, held her breath, and moved her shovels with even more care, as if in slow motion.

She was terrified of damaging even a little bit of the wild ginseng's outer skin, because if it was damaged, she would lose a lot of money!

As the shovel sank into the soil, Ye Qingqing felt the sensation from it and adjusted the direction of her digging from time to time.

"Swish swish..."

As the soil was peeled away, the wild ginseng gradually revealed its true form.

This is a wild ginseng with a bright yellow skin, slightly longer and thicker than a finger, covered with ring-like structures on its surface, and with a long ginseng root extending from its base.

The lower half is planted in the soil, with several long, thin, and dense tendrils extending out, making it difficult to dig it up at first.

Ye Qingqing knew that the more complete the ginseng roots were, the more valuable they were, so she wouldn't easily make a move.

Seeing that the shovel was no longer usable, she simply picked up a tree branch from the side, broke off the branch and left only the main branch, sharpened the tip with a knife, lay halfway on the ground, and used the branch to slowly pry the wild ginseng out bit by bit.

After years of dedicated practice, focusing all her attention on doing one thing is effortless for Ye Qingqing.

Before long, the wild ginseng was fully exposed before her eyes, including its tendrils that spread out like a network across the soil, not a single one broken.

Ye Qingqing took a breath, pried open the last clod of earth, held the wild ginseng in one hand, and used a twig to pry it out with the other.

"We've struck it rich! Look, Brother Dazhuang, one ginseng ring represents a year's worth of ginseng. This ginseng has more than a dozen ginseng rings, meaning it's been growing for at least twenty years!"

A ginseng that's over ten years old isn't worth at least ten thousand... ptooey, more than a hundred taels of silver!

"If it's over twenty years old, it's not even worth three hundred taels of silver. Otherwise, we've come here for nothing!"