Chapter 675

Actually, whether it's "Two Dragons Soaring," "Three Rams Opening to Prosperity," "Four Seasons of Peace," or "Five Blessings Entering the Door," and so on, these are just like "sharp axe" or "sharp scissors"—they are nothing more than auspicious sayings.

Simply put, it's just that when the ginseng seeds fell, they happened to fall together by coincidence, and it just so happened that the soil in this place was quite suitable for ginseng germination and growth, so the three ginseng plants just grew up together.

While this "Three Rams Opening to Prosperity" situation for 6-leaf ginseng isn't common, it is quite normal for things like 3-leaf, horse-hoof, or 2-leaf ginseng to appear in such situations.

It's just that because 6-leaf ginseng takes so long to grow, and during this process, all sorts of things always happen, most of the ginseng plants growing together end up dying.

After the three of them cheered, they finally calmed down, but Mu Xueli looked at the three 6-leaf ginseng plants and actually didn't dare to dig them up. He even said to Wang An, stumbling over his words: "Brother-in-law, how about, how about you do it? Why am I, why am I shivering a bit?"

Wang An looked at the cowardly-looking Mu Xueli and immediately said with annoyance:

"You useless thing, you're good for nothing. Just dig it! If you break it, then so be it, who can do anything to you?"

Although Wang An said this, in his heart he was thinking:

"Let me dig? Are you kidding? Something this awesome and lightning-fast—if I were to break the root hairs, wouldn't I have to slap my own thighs in regret?"

Mainly because for Wang An, the value of this kind of 6-leaf ginseng no longer had anything to do with money.

If you want to sell it, you can offload it in an instant, but if you want to buy it, it's not something you can get just by having money. This thing has a price but no market! Because this thing, just like black ointment, is something that can truly save a life. But unlike black ointment, this thing is a great tonic; not only does it have no side effects, but it can also replenish a person's Qi and blood, making them healthier.

Besides that, judging by the reaction of Wang Dazhu and his wife, in a certain sense, this thing can also serve as a treasure to guard the house.

With this thing around, things like peace, health, smoothness, and harmony will all come! So, as long as they aren't short on money, not just Wang An, but anyone wouldn't sell it!

After Wang An finished speaking, Wang Li also chimed in: "Yeah, Brother Mu, my Fourth Brother and I both believe in you; you are the one who is the best among the three of us."

When saying the last sentence, Wang Li also took the opportunity to give Mu Xueli a thumbs up.

Yet even so, Mu Xueli still held the deer bone pick and deer bone spoon, hesitating for a long time and not daring to make a move.

It was clear that Mu Xueli's pressure at this moment was truly not ordinary; his eyes kept blinking, his throat kept swallowing saliva, and his forehead was sweating at a rate visible to the naked eye.

To be honest, in Mu Xueli's current state, even if he did start digging, Wang An wouldn't really trust him anymore.

The key is that Mu Xueli is just too nervous!

After a while, seeing that Mu Xueli's emotions still couldn't stabilize, Wang An took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, then helplessly picked up the deer bone pick, deer bone spoon, and other tools, and started digging himself.

The distance between these three 6-leaf ginseng plants was only about 2 centimeters, and their root hairs were intertwined, almost all tangled together, looking like a pile of messy hemp—it was truly a headache.

So, digging them individually was definitely impossible; they had to be dug together, and then after they were out, they could be separated bit by bit.

Wang An saw the deer bone spoon in his hand gently moving around the triangle formed by the three ginseng plants, each time only able to remove a tiny bit of soil, no bigger than a pinky fingernail.

The deer bone pick in his left hand would occasionally insert into the gaps between the root hairs, gently prying apart the root hairs that were stuck together, as well as other grass roots and debris.

Because he was afraid of breaking the ginseng root hairs, Wang An could be said to have been twelve times more careful, focusing almost all his attention, and soon he was completely immersed in digging the ginseng.

After Mu Xueli and Wang Li observed for a while, they didn't dare to disturb him, so they quietly got up and left, heading toward the ginseng plants Wang An had found earlier in the distance. It was clear that Mu Xueli was still nervous, but his face was filled with shame and annoyance.

This damn psychological quality! Dropping the ball at the critical moment.

To tell the truth, Mu Xueli's current state is common to the vast majority of people.

Just like treating a piece of jade—when people don't know its value, they can throw it around anywhere, and even using it as a hammer is considered normal.

But when people know how precious it is, they develop a sense of fear, not even daring to touch it, as if touching it would break it.

So Wang An fully understood why Mu Xueli didn't dare to dig, and he didn't have the slightest thought of blaming him.

It was just human nature.

Wang An knew that Mu Xueli and Wang Li had left, but he didn't pay any attention to it, nor did he dare to, because Wang An didn't dare to be distracted at all.

Just like that, in this old dugout, apart from the "rustling" sound of the wind blowing through the branches and the occasional bird call, it once again fell into a state of extreme silence.

To be honest, when a person's body and mind are focused on one thing, they cannot feel the passage of time at all.

So, not knowing how much time had passed, Wang An finally carefully dug out all three ginseng plants intact, though at this moment, the three ginseng plants were still in a state where their root hairs were tangled together.

So Wang An didn't stand up, but continued to lie there, carefully separating each root hair.

During this time, Mu Xueli and Wang Li, seeing Wang An lying there motionless, kept secretly observing him.

Fortunately, the deer bone pick dancing back and forth in Wang An's hand was enough to prove that Wang An hadn't died, and only then could Mu Xueli and Wang Li set their minds at ease.

Of course, Wang An didn't feel any of this.

Because separating the three ginseng plants was several times harder than digging them, and Wang An didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest, having focused to the extreme.

To be honest, whether in his past life or this one, Wang An had never been so focused on doing one thing.

Forgetting time, forgetting the place, forgetting himself, forgetting others... apart from the three 6-leaf plants in front of him, he had forgotten everything else.

Just like that, when Wang An finally perfectly separated all three ginseng plants, his first feeling was:

"My bladder is about to explode!"

He stood up quickly, took a few fast steps, and without caring about anything else, pulled out his "little guy" and started peeing on a sapling as thick as a pinky finger.

Looking at the puddle of urine that kept growing in front of him, Wang An shook his head vigorously, his eyes almost popping out!

(End of chapter)