Chapter 1480: What did he dig

It runs very fast in the snow.
"grumble……"
The little fox stopped and looked at a certain place in the mountain. Finally, it twisted its head and continued to jump and run here.
The blizzard here is much smaller than other places. It’s not like being on the top of a snow-capped mountain. It’s the footprints left behind, which may be blown away by the snow in an instant.
There is heavy snow, and it is difficult to move and take care of it.
The little fox ran forward again, and then ran to a place, also digging with his paws.
"I'll come, I'll come."
Evergreen hurried over, also took off the things on his back, took out a shovel, and dug in the snow. There are treasures everywhere in the snow-capped mountains. I don't know if it is ginseng or what?
He was very happy to dig, but after digging for a long time, why didn't he find anything?
"you……"
What else did he want to ask?
As a result, the little fox jumped into the pit, and Changqing smelled a bad smell.
It is pulling, shit.
"what……"
He patted his thigh with a long smile, tears are about to come out.
"You don't know that this fox was brought up with Miaomiao. What Miaomiao likes to do, he does what he does. People just want to quietly. What do you run like?"
Evergreen's entire face was black.
After the little fox finished the solution, he kicked the snow off with his paws, then wiped his paws clean on the snow, and then sat on the ground, and wiped his own chrysanthemums together. .
When it got up again, it flew on the snow again.
"Chiji..."
The little fox found another place to dig, and while digging, he cried out to Changqing and the others from time to time.
Did this little thing find something?
Chang Yi hurriedly passed by, squatting down and digging together.
"It's ginseng."
After he dug for a while, he knew what it was? He put down the shovel in his hand and dug it up with his hands.
Their mansion is not bad for money, but Mo Fei's medicine-swallowing beast is there, and no medicine seems to be enough. The radish that the wife brought back last time.
No, it's ginseng, it's all given away by that guy.
This ginseng is a good thing, but it does not mean that you can buy it. There are not many in the palace, and there are few folks. I am afraid that this good folk ginseng was bought by their wife. , So I can find out now.
That is, those dry ginseng.
Ginseng is a life-saving thing. There is no difference in their mansion, but it is very poor ginseng.
Be careful, Changqing dug out the ginseng, even a bit of the roots did not dare to damage.
When the ginseng was dug out, he wiped the cold sweat on his head for a long time, and he was also sitting on the snow. This cold weather was still snowing, but he was sweating all over and he was afraid of losing it. A ginseng whisker.
"It should be about five hundred years old."
I inspected the ginseng dug out for a long time, and it was basically intact. It was a pity that a few ginseng hairs were cut off, but there was no other way, he had already tried his best.
Five hundred years of ginseng is already considered a small top quality.
He quickly took out the wooden box from behind and put the ginseng in it. He couldn’t help but remembered that his wife had lost ginseng like a radish. Now he feels distressed. This is how much ginseng was given. Nothing, especially the king of ginseng. I heard that a large piece of skin was dug out. Needless to say, I know who made it. Besides their wife, which one is there? Not to mention a piece of skin, even a ginseng whisker, you can’t buy it with silver
Blood ginseng is a life-saving thing. Her wife didn't know how to dig it out yesterday. It was simply too inhuman.
Chang Yi tied the ginseng on his shoulders, and finally did not do it again. Even if they only dug a ginseng this time, they were not at a loss.
And the little fox ran forward again, and they all followed closely, only to see that he was digging with his little claws again.
It shouldn't be this time.
Changqing hurriedly stepped forward again. He was really irritated by the ginseng dug out by Chang Yi. Why can others dig ginseng, but he only dug fox shit.
It's just that he dug and dug, what's the matter, still didn't dug ginseng?
"You won't want to..."
Evergreen's chin is about to fall to the ground.
The little fox jumped directly into the pit, now with a puff.
Changqing quickly covered his nose.
Who will tell him why the fox fart smells so unpleasant? What about a good clean little fox? Why a good smelly little fox? Why other people dug up ginseng? When it comes to him, it must fart and Not there?
And when they returned from the mountain, Changqing’s face turned into a horse face. This time their luck was fortunate. There were three ginseng plants. Changyi dug one plant for five hundred years, and another two plants. One hundred years, maybe decades, but the little fox doesn't look good, so he didn't dig.
Don't worry, it also dug three holes for shit. Otherwise, why would Changqing lengthen his face? Can he still pull these three holes? He dug all these three holes.
When the little fox saw Shen Qingci at the foot of the mountain, he quickly ran off Chang Yi’s shoulder, like a lightning bolt, and ran towards the owner. The most obvious was not the hair on his body, but the hair hanging on it. On the neck, the string of glittering gold necklace, and the red clothes on it.
Otherwise, it's just such a vain ball. If you want to run, who can find it?
"grumble……"
The little fox jumped into his owner's arms, not knowing how happy he was?
Shen Qingci hugged it in his cloak, then touched its little head, "I have worked hard every year, and there are delicious food waiting for you when I go back."
"grumble……"
The little fox screamed happily, and seemed to be a little uneasy. This was going to eat. On the snow-capped mountain, only a few grasses were dug out, but there was nothing.
In the heart of the little fox, those ginsengs are grass, and only people will take the grass so seriously and dig it out.
"Madam," Chang Yi took a step forward and said with a smile.
"I found a ginseng that is about five hundred years old."
"It's fine."
Shen Qingci originally thought that he could only find a one hundred years old, or even a smaller one, but he didn't expect that there would be another five hundred years old. This was a surprise.
"What's your face?"
At a glance, Shen Qingci found that Changqing had always stretched a face. Who owed him money?
Puffy.
I couldn't help but smiled.
"We all dug up ginseng. He is good enough. He dug up Sanduo fox feces."