I Don’t Want To Be Popular

　　 Happy time is short.

　　 Two days on the weekend passed in a blink of an eye.

　　 Chen Chuan failed to experience the overnight stay in a small wooden house in Xuexiang, because he had to go back and had classes on Monday.

　　 So, with the goodbye of everyone, he went to the airport in the evening and took a plane back to Haiqin City.

When 　　 went empty-handed, when I returned, I carried a lot of things in large and small bags, all of which were local souvenirs from my friends.

　　 The three BMW M5s let Yue Wuju take someone to the parking lot of the house he bought.

　　……

　　 Back to Haiqin City.

　　Chen Chuan handed over the special products of big and small bags to his parents.

　　 Both Chen's father and Zhang Xiangyun knew that their son had gone to the Northeast to find friends to play with. They were very happy to see that his son was very popular and there were so many people giving things away.

The local products brought back are also good things, Wuchang rice, Bingcheng red sausage, salmon caviar, birch bark prints, wild mountain mushrooms, hericium, wild hazelnuts, pecans, pine nuts, dried intestines, deer antler, Wild black fungus and so on.

　　 These are all gifts from friends. Chen Chuan bought two mink coats for his parents.

　　 These two coats are not cheap, one costs nearly 90,000. Of course, Chen Chuan did not disclose the real price.

　　 Father Chen took a few selfies after putting it on, and asked Zhang Xiangyun, "Does it look like Xu Wenqiang?"

　　 Before going to bed at night, Chen Chuan took out the pecans and other nuts and peeled them to eat. Looking at the faint green ginseng seedling, he suddenly thought of the [small green bottle] I got some time ago.

　　 The bottle will produce a drop of life water every 30 days. Counting the time, it has been more than 30 days.

　　 took out the [small green bottle] from the storage ring, shook it, no sound was heard, opened the cork lid, and smelled nothing.

　　 I took a picture with the flash of the phone. The bottle mouth was too small and I couldn't see anything in it.

　　 With an experimental attitude, he pointed the mouth of the small green bottle at the ginseng seedlings.

　　 Three seconds later.

　　 Click!

　　 A drop of transparent liquid dripped from the mouth of the bottle and dropped onto the faint green ginseng seedling leaves.

　　 "Water of Life" sounds like a powerful one, but Chen Chuan didn't have the guts to take a sip and drip it on the plants to see the effect.

After 　　, I waited, holding [Linchuan Four Dreams] to embolden myself, staring at the seedlings for a long time, until my eyes were sour and I didn't see any changes.

　　 I got a magnifying glass to look, but I didn’t see any traces of growth or mutation?

　　 The night is getting darker.

　　 drowsiness struck, Chen Chuan was lying on the bed, while scanning his phone, while occasionally looking up at the ginseng seedlings, brushing and brushing, he did not know when he fell asleep.

　　 The night is quiet, but I still cannot hear the sound of plants growing.

　　 Until the next morning, the sound of parents walking in the yard outside the window.

　　 Chen Chuan opened his eyes, got up and stretched, slept all night, full of energy.

　　 He still remembered the ginseng seedlings, so he took a look, this one...

　　 The ginseng seedling, which originally had only three small compound leaves and green leaves, already has more than a dozen leaves. Each branch has six green leaves. There are a total of six branches and a total of 36 leaves.

I remember that Yue Wushang said, "There are three small leaves in one year of ginseng, called Sanhua, and four branches will grow out of five years of ginseng, which is called "four-pin leaf"; a six-year ginseng has five leaf branches, called " Five-pin leaves"; those with six leaf branches are called "six-pin leaves." Wild ginseng with "six-pin leaves" has a ginseng age of more than a hundred years, which is extremely rare."

　　 Chen Chuan counted, this ginseng seedling is already a "six-pin leaf", could it be...this night, it has matured to the age of a century?

　　 "Chen Chuan, haven't you gotten up, do you want to go to school?" Father Chen shouted outside the door.

　　 After all, the child is older, and the father will not directly push the door in every time.

　　 In the room, Chen Chuan had already started to squeeze out the whole mountain ginseng, and the black soil was scattered all over the table.

　　 Roots are clearly visible, Chen Chuan tries to be as gentle as possible to keep each root intact.

　　 creak!

　　 The door of the room was pushed open, and Father Chen walked in: "Get up and wash, I'll take you to school, hey...what kind of plant?"

　　 Father Chen glanced at the table and blinked sharply when he saw the wild ginseng that had just emerged from the soil.

　　 Chen Chuan said: "This is, I went to the Northeast yesterday and dug it in the mountains. I didn't tell my friends at the time, so I put it in the bag. Dad, what kind of plant do you think this is?"

　　 "This thing... ginseng? Impossible, is it possible to have such a big ginseng?" Father Chen leaned closer and looked left and right.

　　 As the black soil shakes off, the roots and whiskers gradually become clear.

　　 Father Chen's complexion became serious: "This, this is ginseng, look at this beard. Chen Chuan, you, have you dug up ginseng?"

　　 Chen Chuan patted the soil on his hands and looked at the ginseng. The left and right are only a matter of money. Even if it is a century-old ginseng, it is only a million? The money is a lot for ordinary people, but for him, it is not enough to make him pretend to be surprised.

　　 Chen Chuan said: "That might be ginseng. I thought it was a strange thing at first, but it was hidden in the bag. It turned out to be ginseng."

"You, son, your tone is not small. This is ginseng. You have dug up ginseng. Look like this, the age of ginseng will not be too small. Tsk tsk, son, you are in charge of wealth this year. You can pick up money for whatever you do. Go out. I can dig up the baby after playing, I have an acquaintance, I will help you inquire about it?" Father Chen asked.

　　 Chen Chuan thought to himself, what do you inquire about, there are no more than a million things? It's better to buy a chicken and stew this ginseng to eat.

　　 But it would be too rampant to say it, so he said: "Then you can ask, ask someone to see, the age of this ginseng, give me an estimate."

　　 Chen Chuan has basically determined that the liquid in this [small green bottle] has the ability to ripen plants. It is currently unknown whether the ripened plants have any special changes in their nutritional value.

　　 At this point, we will continue to experiment with subsequent drops of water.

　　 However, Chen Chuan estimated that there should be nothing special, just ripening. If it comes with other functions, then this [little green bottle] definitely sells more than 50 million in the Qiankun bag, but 500 million, and 5 billion is not too expensive.

　　 By the time ~www.ltnovel.com~ I will drip it on the fruit, and I will prolong my life after eating it.

　　 Father Chen called out and asked his old buddies one by one, and finally hung up the phone and said: "Go, bring ginseng, and take you to a place."

　　 "I'm still in class, you take me to school and put it down, you just go. If you can contact the buyer, sell it at the right price." Chen Chuan said.

　　 Father Chen pondered: "It's okay...you are in class, but if you are not here, I don't know what to do, cough."

　　 Chen Chuan laughed dumbly. It seems that the last time he was successful in betting on rocks, he made a fortune, and his status in his father's mind has already risen.

　　 "Let's go, I have two language classes in the morning, three or four physical education classes, I ask for leave, let's go together." Chen Chuan said.

　　……

　　 Ten o'clock in the morning.

　　 Antique Flower Market, Wenhua Road, Haiqin City, Tongshitang Herbal Medicine Hall.

　　 The old scholastic wearing glasses, carefully looked at the ginseng beard and the size of the taproot. After a while, a few more people came. These people still maintained the old-school style and bowed their hands to each other.

　　 Those few people surrounded the ginseng, not knowing what they were adding up.

　　 Father Chen was a little nervous. He drank his tea a few times and stared at the ginseng closely for fear of something wrong.

　　 After a while, the old scholar pondered: "Congratulations, you two, for this one, meeting the elders will surely have many children in the future."

　　 "What do you mean? How old is it? How much is it worth?" Father Chen asked nervously.

"I have personally operated the ginseng for 30 years, and I am said to be rich in experience, but I dare not say this ginseng. One thing, this is at least a hundred years of ginseng. This can be seen from the length of the reed wrist and reed head. It's a hundred years, it's really a rare thing." The old scholar said, "You have to ask an expert to determine the specific age."