Everyone was stunned when they heard the boss yelling. After they came to their senses, a group of ginseng pickers immediately went over to check.
Old Shen was about to go over and take a look, but Jiang Hong stopped him and shook his head slightly.
Do not get involved in matters between the mountaineers.
"Who did this dirty thing?"
"Every marked stick is dug! This is what those beasts did!"
Several mountaineers got under the old pine and took a look, and they also cursed.
The old man sighed deeply, stood up, turned to look at Jiang Hong, and said, "Brother, I broke my promise. Come and take a look!"
"Brother, can you find out?"
Jiang Hong said and walked forward.
Jiang Qi also followed, lowering his head to look under the old pine.
In the pit dug open by the old man, apart from a vaguely visible section of red rope and copper coins, there were only a few scattered leaves that were half green but not green.
Jiang Qi recognized it as a ginseng leaf.
You can guess this scene without looking at it. Someone discovered the mark made by the boss and dug up the ginseng in advance.
And I don’t know what the psychology is, but I still left the red string copper coins and ginseng leaves undisposed of, a demonstration? Or is it too late?
"These beasts! Look at the boss!"
The old man crouched over and took a look, his eyes filled with even more anger.
In addition to what was just mentioned, one of the mountaineers dug deeper into the pit that was supposed to be ginseng.
It's what's inside that makes the boss like this.
Ginseng roots that have been frozen hard are planted in the pit unevenly.
Lao picked up one of his heads and squinted his eyes carefully to look at the shrunken stubble.
"It was dug with a big shovel. The work was very rough and so many beards were destroyed. The mallet is already useless."
Digging ginseng is a delicate job. You need to use small tools to open up the soil layer by bit, making sure not to damage a hair.
Those who are more particular will also use tools made of jade, such as Laobangtou.
The person who dug this ginseng obviously went down with a big shovel and didn't care whether it hurt the beard or not.
"Either you are a bastard who doesn't understand anything, or..."
The old man stood up, took out his cigarette bag, took a deep sip, and exhaled a puff of green smoke.
"He's just a rotten colleague."
"Brother. What do you say?"
Jiang Hong had to take care of it when he heard this. If he was the kind of guy who specializes in destroying the ginseng discovered by others, it would also affect cooperation.
"Some people say they are mountaineers, but they have high vision and low hand. They can't find the mallet themselves, so they just stare at the mallet marked by others."
The old man gritted his teeth and said: "To put it bluntly, he is a guy who harms others without benefiting himself. If the ginseng he managed to dig cannot be sold at a high price, he will ruin other people's ginseng."
"Can you find it?"
Jiang Hongyan asked briefly and comprehensively.
As for after finding out...
"Under the heavy snow, there are no traces. It's difficult."
The old leader sighed and said, "But judging from the excavated soil, it should be no more than a month old."
"Old boss! It must be the gang from the next village who did it!"
shouted one of the mountaineers.
"We'll talk about it when we get back, but focus on this time first."
Thoughts flashed in the eyes of the boss, and he had obviously locked some targets, but there was no actual evidence.
The group of jealous dogs took advantage of the fact that they went up the mountain before the first snow fell. When the snow fell, all traces were buried.
Although the group of mountaineers were not angry, they could only suppress their anger temporarily.
"Brother, if you need help, just ask."
Jiang Hong patted the boss on the shoulder.
"Brother, don't worry, I will solve it and it will not affect our cooperation."
The boss no longer had any thoughts of being aggressive and spoke out clearly.
Jiang Hong nodded and did not continue talking.
"Let's go and see the other two ginseng."
The old man stood up and signaled to continue setting off.
The group continued to move forward through the heavy snow.
I successively looked at the other two marked places on the Lao Baotou map.
Fortunately, the ginseng in these two places is still there, but the vintage is too young, and they are all more than ten years old.
The old man replaced his head with a red string, but no more copper coins were tied around it.
"We can't tie him up. It's hard to say whether those people will come again."
Jiang Qi nodded when he heard this. He was still wondering how the guys who were regarded by the boss as superior and inferior found the old ginseng.
Looking at it now, I am afraid that I went up the mountain with a metal detector...
One of the mountaineers couldn't help but said: "Old boss, let's just give these two mallets..."
"lies!"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the boss and scolded: "We can't disobey the rules."
The speaker closed his mouth.
Lao put his head back and covered the snow he had pushed away, stood up and continued walking.
It's already afternoon now, and we didn't stop at noon. Because we were full when we started in the morning, we only ate some compressed biscuits.
But now I have to stop and fix it.
Walking in the snow is not only more tiring, but the temperature is also a big problem.
Also pay attention to your surroundings to see if there are any traces of the mallet.
Especially the people who opened the way, steam was already starting to come out of their foreheads.
After searching for another hour, still nothing was found.
"There is a ruined temple ahead. After passing there, you have entered the old forest. Let's repair it there tonight."
When the old man opened his mouth, everyone naturally had no objection.
After walking for more than twenty minutes, a small temple appeared in front of me.
It looks a little dilapidated, but overall it's still intact.
"This temple was like this when I first went up the mountain. The mountaineers and hunters who went up the mountain from this direction would repair it as much as they could as long as they passed here."
The boss said to Jiang Hong: "There will be some dry food and bacon in the temple, but as much as you eat, you have to make up for it next time."
Jiang Hong nodded and said nothing because he was tired. Even if I exercise all year round, I am the boss after all, and I am already in good shape to be able to hold on until now.
A group of people entered the ruined temple.
Several mountaineers were busy collecting firewood and repairing the roof. The old boss and Jiang Hong had already sat down to rest, and the old Shen was working as an early warning mechanism outside.
Further ahead is the old forest, and there is no guarantee that something will escape.
Jiang Qi had nothing to do, so he visited this ruined temple.
The most eye-catching thing is the statue on the shrine, which is the fifth grandmother that Jiang Qi met once in Hu's house.
And on the wall behind the statue, there are five different immortals surrounding the statue of Fifth Grandma. They all bow to Fifth Grandma with smiles on their faces.
Except for Huang Taixian and Bai Daxian, the remaining Liu Xian, Hu Xian, and Jiang Qi have all seen the statues in the Hu family.
As for the Gray Immortal...
Jiang Qi narrowed his eyes. Hu, Huang, Bai and Liuhui are just a general term, which means that these five categories are easier to "become immortals", but it does not mean that there is only one great immortal for each category.
The Gray Immortal on this mural is very similar to the one Jiang Qi had dealt with. It is basically certain that he is the same person...
