Chapter 1752
The Reappearance of the 7th Grade Leaf
After Wang An finished speaking, he turned to Yang Shuwen and replied:
“Brother Yang, our branch doesn’t have that many rules. If you have any other rules, go ahead and do yours, don’t worry about us.”
As the saying goes, "Customs differ every three miles, and traditions differ every five miles." The rules and customs of each ginseng guild are also different. Although Wang An, who came from a humble background, did not understand these customs and never paid attention to them, he respected others and followed their own rules and practices without ever interfering.
Yang Shuwen was taken aback upon hearing this, thought for a moment, and then nodded and said:
"Hey, there aren't that many rules. Besides, we're following you guys now, so let's just do it your way."
Wang An glanced at Yang Shuwen, chuckled, and said:
"No, no, no, Brother Yang, please don't say that. You have your rules, and we have ours. Let's not interfere with each other and let's not affect each other."
From these days of contact and conversation, it's clear that although Yang Shuwen and his group are veteran members of the ginseng gang and know almost all the rules and slang for ginseng hunting, they no longer follow those complicated rules much.
However, this is all normal, after all, rules are made by people, and rules are meant to be broken.
Moreover, times are changing, society is evolving, and ideas are constantly being updated and iterated. Therefore, many rules are no longer suitable for this era and its people, and are considered outdated. So it's understandable that people don't want to follow them.
After Wang An finished speaking, Yang Shuwen sighed helplessly and said with a wry smile:
"Sigh! What's the point of following all the rules if we can't find a stick? We'll still go hungry!"
Wang An blinked, then smiled, but didn't reply.
Wang Anke wouldn't discuss these meaningless questions with him. The right thing to do was to hurry up and find ginseng, dig it up, and then go down the mountain and go home.
Immediately afterwards, one ginseng seedling after another was found. In addition to the top-grade and second-grade ginseng, there were also quite a few fourth-grade and fifth-grade ginseng seedlings, which made everyone even more excited.
The sheer volume of shipments from this old village was truly beyond everyone's expectations.
However, instead of digging immediately, they tied red strings to the ginseng they found and continued searching for the omen.
After an unknown amount of time, Li Sanmeng finally found the omen, which was no longer discernible, on a large tree with a diameter of about one and a half meters.
Meanwhile, Wang Li also discovered another ancient-looking sign on a large tree a few dozen meters away.
Upon seeing these two omens, Wang An raised an eyebrow and immediately had a strong premonition.
The hunch was that there must be a lot of sixth-grade leaves in this old embankment, and that there were definitely more sixth-grade leaves here than in any of the old embankments we had waded through before.
The main point is that there are actually two old ginseng guilds in this old village, which means that many years ago, two ginseng guilds came here and both of them made considerable gains.
To put it more bluntly, there are actually two old hills on this hillside, they are just quite close to each other.
Furthermore, before finding these two old ginseng roots, the group discovered so many ginseng seedlings, which indicates that there must be a considerable amount of ginseng in this old village.
The appearance of the two old omen masters put everyone in a difficult position when arranging their sticks, because normally, the sticks are arranged in a straight line from north to south with the omen master as the center, and then the sticks are arranged in the eastward line first.
The leader of the group stands below the divination stick as the first stick, and the others line up one by one, either to the south or north, with each pair about 2 to 2.5 meters apart. Then, everyone works together to sift through the grass to find the divination stick. The reason for the 2-meter or 2.5-meter distance is actually quite significant.
The sticks in everyone's hands were slightly taller than themselves, and when a person uses a stick to pry open the grass, it is definitely the most effortless when their hand is hanging naturally at their side.
Therefore, the area that the rope can reach is basically about one meter.
If you draw a circle with a radius of about one meter centered on a person, then the area of this circle is the optimal area that the rope can pry open when the person is standing.
The reason it is called the optimal area is because it is the most effortless posture when a person does not need to bend over, but only needs to look down.
But now, the two omens are in the southeast and the northwest, not far apart, but not close either, so it's impossible to arrange the sticks in the normal way. Of course, the main reason is that we are afraid of missing some places.
Yang Shuwen asked Wang An:
"Brother, with these two omens, what's the plan for our stick-making business?"
Wang An looked around, then thought for a moment and said:
“The one on the east side pulls the baton eastward, the one on the west side pulls the baton westward, and for the last row of batons in the middle, we pull the baton north-south.”
As the leader, Wang An's words were naturally accepted by everyone, so they found their places and began to officially start pulling the baton.
After walking only a few meters, the shouts of the crowd echoed through the mountains once again.
Fortunately, people have become used to these things, and gradually, the initial excitement has faded.
When someone shouted "Seven-grade leaf," everyone became agitated.
A few days after Wang An and his three companions dug up a seedling with seven leaves, a second seedling with seven leaves miraculously emerged.
In an instant, everyone stuck their sticks into the ground and surrounded the person who had discovered the seventh-grade leaf.
This is a seventh-grade ginseng, and Wang An and his group of four only had one seedling. Most people had only heard of the existence of seventh-grade ginseng, but had never seen it with their own eyes.
However, the person who discovered this seedling with seven leaves was not Wang An and his three companions, but Yang Shuwen's nephew, Yang Fuqiang.
As the crowd gathered, Yang Fuqiang trembled violently, his face flushed, and he was completely agitated. Even after being questioned by those around him, he continued to shout and scream incoherently:
"Seven-grade leaf! I've found the seven-grade leaf! I've found the legendary ginseng baby! Hahahaha!"
Seeing the seven branches on the ginseng vine, Yang Shuwen ignored Yang Fuqiang's madness and murmured blankly:
"Seven-grade leaf, seven-grade leaf, there really is a seven-grade leaf in this world."
Yang Shuhui, Li Baozhu, and others had similar expressions to Yang Shuwen.
It's clear that although they've been digging for ginseng in the mountains for many years, they've never seen a ginseng with seven leaves before.
Only Wang An and his three companions were truly happy, because although Yang Fuqiang had discovered the ginseng seedling, according to their previous agreement, it belonged to Wang An and his group. (End of Chapter)