The little girl was immediately astonished when she saw the thousand-year-old ginseng.

As a family with a long tradition in medicine, the Nangong family members, both men and women, learn medical skills from a young age.

Nangong Qianyu looked at the ginseng, which weighed more than four ounces: "Brother, this ginseng must be several hundred years old to have grown this big."

"More than 1,000 years ago, this is what I just received."

“A thousand-year-old ginseng is extremely valuable and is rarely seen even in the imperial palace in the capital.”

"It's not that it's expensive. I brought it to help you improve your health."

Nangong Qianyu quickly waved her hands, saying, "This ginseng is too precious for me to accept."

Jiang Tian grabbed Nangong Qianyu's hand and said, "Even if you eat a thousand or ten thousand thousand-year-old ginseng, I can afford it."

"Take this and stew it with the old hen. Today I want to see you eat this whole ginseng."

Nangong Qianyu: "Big brother, this thousand-year-old ginseng is a very nourishing substance. If I were to eat the whole ginseng, I would definitely die suddenly."

"I don't know how to eat," Jiang Tian said, looking at the gentle and lovely Nangong Qianyu. "In short, you're with me, Jiang Tian, ​​and I can't let you suffer any injustice. I hope your health recovers soon."

I still have quite a few thousand-year-old ginseng roots and many ten-thousand-year-old lingzhi mushrooms.

The young girl was flattered.

Since following Jiang Tian, ​​Nangong Qianyu has been able to feel all the good things Jiang Tian has done for her.

A thousand-year-old ginseng is worth at least tens of thousands of taels of gold.

But Jiang Tian didn't even blink, and Nangong Qianyu knelt down with a thud.

Her nose tingled and her eyes reddened: "I must have accumulated good fortune in my past life, no, eight lifetimes, to be able to follow you, my lord."