The fierce peasant woman is busy farming

Xuan Mo did tell her about it once.

However, she thought that Xuan Mo was making up an excuse because he didn't want to be too far away from home and didn't want to stay in the county.

I think the child will come to his senses one day.

I didn't try to persuade him much, but I didn't expect that the teacher would bring it up today.

In fact, Zhou Yuemeng did not resist when he heard this statement.

She even thought this was a good idea.

Instead of attending large classes in the county, it is better to take one-on-one lessons from this experienced and knowledgeable old teacher.

The key is that the tuition fee is not much more expensive than the large classes in the county.

The gifts for the four festivals were the same as in the county, and even Master Cui was not picky about the importance of the gifts.

He refused to accept the tuition fee, saying that it was enough for his daily food expenses.

The most important thing is that what Master Cui teaches is so rich.

The Four Books and Five Classics are all the basics.

Mr. Cui has all the books available on the market, such as "Zizhi Tongjian", "Huangdi Neijing", "Laozi", "Zhuangzi" and so on.

The scope of knowledge ranges from astronomy to geography, and from studying in the temple to doing business and farming, Master Cui teaches them all.

Not only book knowledge, but also how to behave in society, how to be an official, how to be a minister, how to be a son... are all taught.

Xuan Mo's progress is visible to the naked eye in his daily walking, sitting, lying down, words and deeds.

Even Old Man Ning felt that he had found a treasure.

Zhou Yue turned his head and glanced at Xuan Mo, and saw his expectant eyes.

He immediately nodded and said, "It's up to Master Cui. You are Xuan Mo's first teacher, and the decision you make must be the best choice after careful consideration."

"Mom..." Xuan Mo choked.

"Don't worry, I'll go talk to your grandfather.

Grandpa is a reasonable man and will figure it out. "

Zhou Yue stroked Xuan Mo's black hair. This child's hair was so black and thick.

"Well, thank you, Mom." Xuan Mo's eyes were red.

Master Cui smiled at the mother and son and nodded.

He is Cui Renjie, who dares to say that he is not a good teacher?

That was because the disciple was unteachable, had a poor foundation, was unruly and disobedient.

Look, if he meets a good talent, he will be very good at teaching him.

This child, given time, will be able to become a prime minister.

After bidding farewell to Master Cui, he took Xuan Mo home.

When I went out, I saw Lord Song coming, and we went back to the village together.

Lord Song and Master Cui missed each other perfectly.

Lord Song never dreamed that Master Cui did not return to his hometown in Taiyuan, but came here instead.

When we got back to the village, it was already dark, so we couldn't go digging ginseng that day.

There was no choice but to arrange for a few people to stay temporarily, but then we found that the house was not big enough.

After much deliberation, it was decided to let Xuanmo live with his grandparents, and Junmo live with his mother and two sisters.

Lord Song had to endure the injustice and live in Xuan Mo's original house with Master Zheng.

Zheng and his son did not dare to sleep on the same kang with the young master and insisted on sleeping on the floor.

Old Man Ning looked at the people who had given in and decided to build a few more houses when he had the ability.

It seems that I must finish my work and go back to the county tomorrow, otherwise it would be so embarrassing to continue living in the Ning family, Song Yuan thought to himself.

The next morning, Zhou Yue took Song Yuan, Zheng father and son, Qing Mo and Xuan Mo to the mountains to dig ginseng.

Looking at the big bag of stuff carried by Zheng and his son, Zhou Yue knew that he had found the right person this time.

Jun Mo also wanted to go, and Dao Ge immediately stood behind Jun Mo, wagging his tail.

Jun Mo has recently always liked to go to the mountains with his parents.

"Auntie, where did you get your brother Dao from?"

Song Yuan couldn't help but ask as he walked.

“It was a dog that the children picked up. It was thrown away by its owner when it was a puppy.

It grew up eating human milk."

As I was talking, I saw my neighbor Mrs. Lin also coming out to wash clothes with her child on her back.

Yang Mo and Qing Mo exchanged glances and smiled.

Brother Dao still remembered his wet nurse and circled around Sister Lin's legs a few times.

Zhou Yue suddenly remembered this and smiled silently.

Of course, I can't reveal this.

After saying hello to Mrs. Lin, the group crossed the creek and continued to head into the mountains.

That gentle slope now belongs to the Ning family, so Zhou Yue had the right to lead people to dig things there.

However, the cliff is quite high.

There are some tall trees growing on it, which look like poplars, elms, locust trees and other miscellaneous trees.

Fortunately, Zheng and his son were experienced and brought a long rope.

Song Yuan threw the rope towards a big tree on the cliff. After a few times, one end of the rope was entangled with the tree.

After pulling and making sure it was firmly tangled, Song Yuan was the first to climb up.

After going up, he tied the rope again and then pulled the people up one by one.

Finally, it was Brother Dao’s turn, who was pulled up with a rope in his mouth.

Relying on his memory, Zhou Yue quickly found the ginseng growing under a big elm tree.

Master Zheng's eyes widened, his surprise evident on his face.

“I have been collecting herbs for decades, but I have never seen ginseng like this.

This ginseng is under a tree, but at this high place, it is relatively dry, so it is very difficult for it to grow.

He first pulled out his tool kit.

When he opened it, he found a red rope inside, and on the red rope was a copper coin covered with green rust.

Then there are a few bone-like things, which are the tools for digging ginseng.

Master Zheng tied the red rope to the ginseng stem.

He said: "It has six leaves, it is an old ginseng.

I didn't expect to find such ginseng here, it's so rare."

He looked around and said:

"Maybe it's because it's high up here and the weather is cool. This ginseng is also lucky that it hasn't been eaten by other animals."

With a throbbing heart and trembling hands, he slowly cleared the weeds around him.

Then he and Master Zheng started digging from about ten feet away from the ginseng.

They were busy and no one else could help, so Zhou Yue chatted with Master Zheng.

"Master Zheng, look at this ginseng, how old is it?"

“It hasn’t been dug out yet, so I can’t say how many years it has been.

But looking at the leaves, they are at least thirty years old.”

Song Yuan had already figured out from Zhou Yue's words and actions that she had lied in the restaurant before.

This ginseng was not grown by her family for generations, but was discovered by her by accident.

He smiled and didn't want to expose the lie.

He just buys ginseng for others, regardless of whether it is grown or found.

Anyway, whoever finds something in the wild first owns it.

"If we dig it out, how do we determine its age?"

Master Zheng was not good at talking. He glanced at Zhou Yue and said, "I'll tell you after I dig it out. Go over there and take a rest first."

The words are very clear, don't bother me, just go wherever is cooler.

Well, Zhou Yue sat down on a big rock beside him in a sullen manner.

Watching Brother Dao sniffing around.

Qing Mo and Yang Mo were picking mushrooms and digging other medicinal herbs with baskets on their backs.

Zhou Yue also went to help.

Seeing this, Jun Mo also wanted to get a pickaxe to dig medicinal herbs.

Zhou Yue was afraid that he might accidentally find ginseng and damage it by digging it up, so he didn't let him use the pickaxe.

He ran off to play with Brother Dao unhappily.