"Ah...blood!"

Jiang Ting suddenly screamed and saw a line of red blood flowing down Jiang Shan's cheek.

"What's the blood? Tingting, open the door quickly." The old man was so anxious that he kicked the door open with his feet.

In fact, the old man never left. He deliberately said he was going out for a walk. In fact, he just went around to the back of the room and listened to the noise in the room under the window.

The old man wanted to find out what happened between Jiang Shan and Jiang Ting, because he noticed that Jiang Ting was very shy when facing Jiang Shan.

When the old man heard that something was wrong, he turned around and walked back, but he also knew what Jiang Ting was thinking, so he shouted that he was back to alert the two of them.

But unexpectedly, these two people never came out, and the door was locked. Especially when he heard Jiang Ting screaming "blood", the old man could no longer sink in. He knew what that meant to those who had come before.

"Tingting, open the door quickly..." The old man slammed the door hard.

Jiang Shan was extremely depressed at this time. He had been kicked in the face before, and now his head was broken. He felt like he wanted to cry without tears.

'Jiang Shan, Jiang Shan, why are you so shameless? You know clearly that this kind of thing will bring you misfortune.' Jiang Shan blamed himself in his heart, but then again, he is a man, who can bear it.

"Brother, what are you doing? Get up first." Jiang Ting stuffed Jiang Shan's soft things into his pants very neatly, then zipped up the zipper and helped Jiang Shan stand up.

With a creak, Jiang Ting opened the door. The old man who rushed to the door almost dodged.

But before the old man could speak, Jiang Ting said anxiously: "Grandpa, my brother's head is broken, please find some medicine quickly."

The old man was stunned, and saw that Jiang Shan and Jiang Ting's clothes were in good condition, and there was indeed blood on Jiang Shan's face. Then he felt relieved. It turned out that the blood was from Jiang Shan, so he didn't think any more and hurried into his house to find herbs. .

After a while, the old man brought something like a dried plant root, smashed some of it with a hammer, and then stuck it directly on the broken spot on Jiang Shan's head.

Jiang Shan was still a little resistant at first, but after applying it, Jiang Shan immediately felt that the pain was relieved, which surprised Jiang Shan.

"Grandpa Jiang, what are you talking about?"

Since this old man was Jiang Ting's grandfather, Jiang Shan didn't want to be rude, so he had no choice but to follow Jiang Ting and call him grandpa.

At this time, the old man knew that his granddaughter liked the young man in front of him, so he naturally became friendly.

"We don't know what it is, but it was dug in the mountains and passed down from our ancestors. If you get injured by a bruise or something, just use it." The old man said with some pride.

Jiang Shan was stunned. He took the remaining half of the piece from the old man's hand and looked at it. He suddenly remembered what this was, this was Panax notoginseng.

Jiang Shan didn't know this thing at first, but one time his old man bought some, saying they were for Jiang Shan to make soup to replenish his body. They cost more than a thousand yuan, and each one was not even in the hands of the old man. Big.

It is said that the bigger the Panax notoginseng is, the more valuable it is. Just like abalone, the price is based on the number of heads. The fewer the number of heads, the more valuable it is.

"Do people in your village use this?" Jiang Shan frowned. This Manshan village was so poor, but it was so luxurious. Panax notoginseng was used directly without being used as medicine, which made Jiang Shan a little confused.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? There are a lot of these craps in the mountains." Jiang Ting said disapprovingly.

How many? That’s all money. A person of this size is worth hundreds of dollars, isn’t that right?

Jiang Shan's heart beat violently, but his face remained unchanged. He suppressed his excitement and said with a smile: "It's okay, I just feel like this thing is quite magical."

"Brother, there is blood on your clothes. Take them off and I will wash them for you." Jiang Ting saw that the blood on Jiang Shan's face had dried, which proved that Jiang Shan's head was no longer bleeding, so she grabbed the hem of Jiang Shan's T-shirt and said,

Help Jiang Shan take off his clothes.

"Young man, let's go to that room and let's talk for a while." Old Jiang's thoughts were very simple. From what he heard and Jiang Ting's behavior at this time, Old Jiang had already concluded that Jiang Shan and Jiang Ting were getting along. Naturally,

Think of Jiang Shan as the person Jiang Ting will rely on in the future.

Jiang Shan originally wanted to learn more about Panax notoginseng in the mountains, so he followed the old man to the big house without hesitation.

"Son, why do you, a city dweller, come to this ditch?" Old Man Jiang asked as he took out an iron box from the cabinet. It looked like a treasure.

"I don't want to rely on my family, I want to go out on my own." Jiang Shan said casually without thinking. He had to lie. He couldn't say that he was running away from marriage.

"Okay, you have the courage, young man, come and try my tobacco. I have never smoked it for others." Old man Jiang opened the iron box with a smile, and inside was a set of brand-new cigarette papers.

There is also more than half a box of dry tobacco leaves.

Jiang Shan also smoked, so he picked one up and rolled one without hesitation. It must be said that although Jiang Shan had never smoked this thing, he was very talented and successfully rolled one on the first time.

"Son, although it's a good thing to venture out, you've come to the wrong place. This mountainous village is surrounded by mountains. The poor people can hardly put on their pants. Most of the year they eat wild vegetables. Those fertilizers of yours are not good.

Someone will buy it. The people here are self-sufficient. They can’t sell the grain they grow, and they won’t find anyone to harvest it. The big carts can’t get in at all.” Old Jiang also rolled up one and started to smoke.

The two said.

"Then why doesn't the government build roads?" Jiang Shan felt a little depressed after hearing what Old Jiang said. If he couldn't sell his fertilizer, how could he survive?

"Building a road requires blowing up mountains. Who in such a small village is willing to spend so much money? Besides, there are no specialties here, and the annual food production is not much. The government is too lazy to take care of it." Old Man Jiang sighed and said a little sadly.

Jiang Shan began to think deeply. He knew that Old Jiang would not lie to him, and these situations did exist. It was just that Jiang Shan had just arrived here and didn't think about it that much at all.

"Grandpa Jiang, what are you missing?" Jiang Shan asked with a frown.

Old Man Jiang laughed and said, "What are we lacking? We're short of money, we're short of roads, we're short of people, and by the way, we're also asking for vegetables. The few vegetables our family grows in a year are simply not enough to eat."

Lack of food? Jiang Shan suddenly had an idea. He understood the essence of his old man and was very good at business, but this was different from his original intention. Besides, could it be that his dignified Young Master Jiang was going to become a farmer?
Chapter completed!