"Ginseng seeds?"

Murong Zhe was surprised. He had never seen any ginseng planted before, so he shook his head and said, "No."

"What about that kind of shop?"

"There shouldn't be any seed store either. Ginseng is so precious. There are only a handful of people who can see ginseng. Needless to say, my father has never seen anyone growing ginseng in his life."

Murong Ling suddenly realized that this place is no different from the 21st century. People in Xuanqing Kingdom would not be able to plant ginseng seeds even if they saw it.

The family continued to walk to the south gate, but when they arrived, they saw a group of people pointing and pointing around the notice board. Murong Zhe vaguely heard the word "tax reduction" and was suddenly curious.

The rain in the past few days was too heavy, except for a few households, the life was not easy.

If the court really ordered a tax cut, it would be a big happy event for Lihua Village.

Murong Zhe was about to take a look when he saw that the two children had already squeezed in, and they squeezed out again after a while.

Murong said eloquently, "Father, the imperial court has cut the autumn tax, and you only need to hand in half of last year's tax."

Half of last year?

Murong Zhe was new here, and he didn't know how much he had handed over to Lihua Village last year.

After returning home, after a brief lunch, Murong Zhe took his son out to discuss with the Lizheng family about building a house and land reclamation tomorrow, and also told the Lizheng court about the tax reduction.

Murong Lingran used the excuse of being tired to stay at home. Although she was the only one in the room, in order to prevent her father and brother from coming back suddenly, she could only let her consciousness enter the space.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Shenjun Changqi's voice suddenly entered his ears, "Silly girl, you don't even know if you lost something."

Murong was stunned for a moment, what did she lose?

"You're really stupid when you say you're stupid. You lost your knife."

What? her knife?

After searching the space, the seven in the box were still lying well.

Murong Lingran suddenly retracted his consciousness, sat up abruptly from the bed, and began to rummage around, searching the entire bamboo house but found nothing.

Just as she was about to ask Changqi Shenjun where she lost it, she suddenly thought of the person she bumped into on the street today.

When she followed the stone, she was not completely sure that the other party was a good person, so she put the knife in her arms for self-defense.

When she came out, she was in a hurry to return to the pharmacy, so she forgot to put it back in the space.

"Finally remembered?"

Murong Lingran said in surprise: "Then my knife was picked up by the person I hit?"

"Maybe."

"Don't you know everything? You even know that the flood is coming. Would you not know who picked up my knife?"

Shenjun Changqi snorted arrogantly, "My injury hasn't recovered yet, except for things that are dangerous to you, I don't want to waste my spiritual power to find out."

Murong choked for a moment, "Then you can remind me when I lose it."

"did not expect."

Murong Lingran was suddenly speechless, could it be so unreliable?

Seeing that her consciousness showed signs of leaving the space, Shenjun Changqi frowned and said, "Where are you going?"

Murong Lingran was about to say that she was going to look for it, but she thought that it had been so long, and she didn't know who had picked it up. Going to the city to find a needle at this time was like looking for a needle in a haystack, and sighed: "Forget it, I not going."

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Shenjun Changqi said lightly: "Okay, don't worry, I sensed the person's breath when you bumped into that person, it's not a bad person, if he really picked it up, he shouldn't will do bad things."

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