Godly Farmer Doctor: Arrogant Husband, Can’t Afford to Offend!

Bai Yan looked at the wild ginseng in his hand. Such a century-old wild ginseng, if in modern times, is estimated to sell at least 200,000.

In the twenty-third century, there are farmers who specialize in ginseng cultivation. The kind of ginseng that comes out of artificial value is good. At most, there are hundreds of thousands of pieces. The real century-old wild ginseng has been dug by humans. Absolutely, the wild ginseng sold in the market is almost all fakes, which is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish.

"Hu Feng, how much money can you sell this ginseng?" she asked.

Hu Feng shook his head again: "I don't know."

"No matter how much I can sell, I will divide you half."

Hu Feng raised his eyebrows. This girl is generous. She thought that she should protect her. She should have half of her, and she refused. After all, the family is really poor and needs money.

She wrapped the ginseng in the leaves, put it in the scorpion, and put some common herbs on her head so that she could not see it when she went back.

Now she and the family of Baijia have not yet separated, if they let them know, can she drop one? Obviously not.

The two returned the original road, Xu was lucky and came back. Hu Feng was on the way back, and hunt two pheasants. Although it was not worth the money, he could always sell some homes.

After going down the mountain, they drank water at the stream, and dug a pit of yacon, all washed and put into the back.

There was a piece of bamboo forest in the distance, and Hu Feng went to cut the bamboo with thick arms.

Hu Feng cut the bamboo and threw it in front of her and asked, "What do you want to do?"

She pointed to the stream on the side and smiled: "Hu Bo and my mother are working in the field, tired and hungry, the sky is so hot, the water brought along is definitely drinking, the water here is so cool. , give them some past and solve the heat."

Hu Feng understood. "You are very careful." He took a few bamboo tubes from the bamboo. After fresh and clean, he poured all the water into the back, and then covered the leaves and grass.

The scorpion sank a lot, and there were wounds on the shoulders of the white scorpion, and every step of the scorpion was tormented.

She gritted her teeth and never screamed and hurt.

Hu Feng originally walked in the front, has deliberately slowed down, but the gimmick behind him can never keep up with his pace.

He stopped and turned to look at the slender figure step by step toward him. In the sun, her face full of bruises and bruises exudes the ordinary girl's lack of tenacity and forbearance.

She always frowned, her lips pressed, her hands on the bottom of her back, as if she wanted to relieve some weight from her shoulders.

Despite this, the green blouse on her shoulder still oozes red blood.

His brows wrinkled and quickly approached her, reaching out to cover his back and unloading the scorpion from her back.

On the back, she looked up at him. The sweat almost covered her eyes, but his tall, fuzzy figure still gave her peace of mind.

"What are you doing?" She rubbed her aching shoulder and looked at Hu Feng inexplicably.

Hu Feng took out a pheasant from the bag on his back. "You take this, I am carrying it."

He had originally carried two big gray rabbits and two pheasants, and a thick flower-backed viper, full of a bag, which added up to be much heavier than her nephew, and now he carried the donkey on his back.

Hu Feng didn't say much, and turned his back and walked away.