All the way on the plane, as for the car, someone will naturally drive away.
As for what happened on the plane, nothing exciting happened.
Rather, the kind of plot in which there happens to be a beautiful girl of the same age sitting next to you, and then you hit it off immediately, and your friendship grows greatly in just a few hours, will only appear in urban YY novels.
This kind of plot could not happen in Jiang Qi's place, because the entire first class cabin was booked by his father, and the man sitting next to him was also a meaty uncle.
However, there were a lot of girls, and from time to time one would run in, half-crouching beside her cutely, raising her head, and softly asking Jiang Qi what he needed.
Jiang Qi was so annoyed that he could only close the first-class door.
Now I feel a little more relaxed.
When he was about to arrive, Jiang Qi put on the jacket he had prepared in advance.
Under the reluctant eyes of all the stewardesses, Jiang Qi followed Lao Shen off the plane.
Before leaving the parking lot, a Rolls-Royce drove towards me.
The back seat window was rolled down, and the face of a middle-aged elegant and handsome man appeared. It was Jiang Qi's father, Jiang Hong.
"Get in the car and go directly to the foot of Changbai Mountain."
Jiang Hong raised his chin and saw that his son had no arms or legs. He nodded with satisfaction and motioned for the two of them to get in the car.
Jiang Qi sat next to his father and asked, "Go directly to the mountain?"
"It's been a day of repairs. The boss has to catch the wind for us. We'll see the weather tomorrow and go up the mountain if we can."
After Jiang Hong finished speaking, he glanced at Jiang Qi, stretched out his hand, and said, "Take it out."
"What?"
Jiang Qi was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and handed the white jade pen holder in his arms to his father.
"You're just going to keep this treasure like this?"
Even a rich man like Jiang Hong who had seen him before was also shocked by Jiang Qi's casualness.
A cultural relic that can be called a national treasure, just carried in your arms so casually?
"I can't find suitable hair for the pen tip at the moment, so I'll just use it as a hand piece to play with."
Jiang Qi said nonchalantly.
"..."
Jiang Hong played with the white jade penholder for a while, then handed it back to Jiang Qi and said, "That's it."
He acted even more indifferent than Jiang Qi.
But if you look closely, you can see that there is a hint of reluctance in Jiang Hong's eyes.
But how can a father be timid in front of his son?
After all, no matter how precious the cultural relics are, they are not as important as the majesty of his father.
The Rolls-Royce, specially equipped with anti-skid chains, arrived at the foot of Changbai Mountain.
The end point is a row of simple-looking wooden houses, but after getting off the car and entering, I found that there is something else inside. The decoration cannot be said to be luxurious, but there are a lot of things that should be there.
And they are all famous brands.
This is reasonable. After all, ginseng pickers cannot be poor. This business is actually similar to the antique shop. It does not open for three years and lasts for three years after opening.
"Boss Jiang, welcome to Humble House."
As soon as he walked into the room, he was greeted by a skinny middle-aged man who looked like a monkey. He looked like he was in his fifties, his face was a little pale, and he could tell that he was recovering from a serious illness.
"Old boss, are you still strong?"
Jiang Hong shook hands with the boss, and the group sat next to the stove, which was very characteristic of Snow City.
"It's an old problem. The root of the disease fell from the mountain in the early years. The good and bad are just like that."
The old boss sighed, with a strong Xuecheng accent, looked sideways at Jiang Qi, and asked: "This little brother is yours..."
Jiang Hong said: "My son, bring him here to expand his knowledge."
"This kid is just a nerd. He can't do anything but study. However, in this year's college entrance examination, he only got the top score in liberal arts in Jizhou, and his overall score ranked fifth in the country. He is very unsatisfactory."
No matter what status they are, parents will never miss an opportunity to show off their son.
As expected, the old man looked at Jiang Qi with surprise and sighed: "The tiger father has no dog sons!",
"You are so flattering, I am just a child and I need to ask you for more advice."
Jiang Qi bowed slightly and said.
"Hey, an old man who has lived half his life in vain has nothing worth asking."
The old boss waved his hand helpfully and said with a smile: "It's just noon, let's take a seat? We've prepared some local specialties. Don't dislike it, Boss Jiang."
"Please."
Jiang Hong stood up, and the group of people came to another room under the leadership of the boss.
There was only one huge round table in the room, which was fully furnished.
Jiang Qi glanced at it and clicked his tongue secretly. Except for Xuecheng's special dishes such as Guobao Pork and Sliced Pork Slices, most of the remaining dishes were local products.
Basically, everything that is allowed to be eaten on the mountain is here.
Should I say that I am worthy of being a patron?
After Jiang Qi and Jiang Hong took their seats. The old man clapped his head and clapped his hands.
A person walked in quickly.
Each one has a rugged appearance, and they all look like they are in their prime of life, in their thirties or forties.
The boss said: "These people all eat with me. They are all good at driving mountains. If you take any one of them out and throw them into the Changbai Mountains for half a month, they can still climb out alive."
This is the boss showing off his muscles, and also telling Jiang Hong that he, as the boss, is qualified to cooperate with Jiang Hong.
"Boss, these are the best brothers!"
Jiang Hong sighed and nodded. It was obvious at a glance that these people were veterans and experienced hands. They were also at the most suitable age for ginseng pickers. Their physical strength and eyesight were at their peak, and they had no shortage of experience.
With this group of people, we can also venture into the old forests of Changbai Mountain.
"Everyone sit down and give me a toast to Mr. Jiang!"
The boss waved his head, and a total of eight ginseng pickers sat down.
The drinking cups are also very characteristic of Syracuse. The big glasses of spirits stand out for their boldness.
However, things like pushing cups and changing cups have nothing to do with Jiang Qi. After all, in the eyes of these people, he is still a child.
So Jiang Qi focused on the food on the table.
The dishes in Xuecheng are big and the portions are huge. Just one plate of pot-roasted pork weighs over two kilograms.
Anyway, Jiang Qi ate very happily, and the white jade brush in his arms was vibrating, and he seemed very satisfied.
After estimating that he had eaten enough food for an adult and a half, Jiang Qi stopped using his chopsticks.
If you continue to eat, you will not be at the level that a normal person should have.
On the pretext of going to the bathroom, Jiang Qi left the room filled with smoke and the smell of alcohol hitting his nose.
After coming out, Jiang Qi visited the house.
A shrine in the northeast of the room attracted Jiang Qi's attention.
Fresh tribute fruits and three sticks of incense were almost burned out on the shrine.
What is on display are not portraits, but three ceramic statues of gods. There is a large one standing in the middle of the two small ones, which looks very symmetrical.
The two smaller ones, one with a fox head and a human body, and the other with a neck as slender as a snake, are both in the posture of bowing, facing the statue in the middle.
The big one is an image of an old lady sitting upright. The color is very bright. In addition to being kind, there is also a bit of weirdness.
Is this a fairy?
Jiang Qi watched with interest, and suddenly his expression changed, but he did not turn around.
A voice sounded behind Jiang Qi.
"Would you like a stick of incense? Grandma Wu is very clever."
