He planned to preserve both ginseng roots and enshrine them as the store's prized possessions.

"Anything else?"

Yan Xia remained very calm.

He took out two ginseng roots that were three hundred years old.

Startled, Su Anjiang stood up abruptly.

He looked unusually excited.

"It's...it's actually two ginseng roots, both three hundred years old!"

"Manager Yan, you're truly my lucky star! You've given me everything I want! Hahaha, I, Su Anjiang, will definitely trample Xiao Teng's face under my feet! I'll make you oppose me! Manager Yan, I'll take all four! Fourteen hundred taels!"

Su Anjiang carefully stroked the ginseng as if it were a precious treasure.

The love in his eyes was almost overflowing.

"There's one more left, shall we take it together?"

Yan Xia didn't expect him to ask for such a high price.

"Alright, alright, it's fine. Regardless of whether the last one is a whole root or not, it will be counted as 1,500 taels."

Su Anjiang had lost interest in the ginseng in the sack; at most, it was a hundred-year-old ginseng.

Otherwise, why didn't Manager Yan bring them out together?

"Huh? You gave me 260 taels for 200 years, but you only gave me 100 taels for 500 years?"

"What?"

Five hundred years?

"Manager Yan, do you know that Shuangqiao Town, no, Jiashu County, hasn't produced a 500-year-old ginseng for almost twenty years? Are you really not lying to me?"

Yan Xia did not answer him.

He just silently rummaged through the sack.

He took out a 500-year-old ginseng.

Su Anjiang was so shocked that he almost dropped the 300-year-old ginseng in his hand.

Thankfully, I regained my senses.

He gently put down the precious ginseng in his hand.

Then she took over the new baby.

"It's true, it's really true—"

The fact that Su Anjiang said it twice shows just how excited he was.

"Shopkeeper Yan, please, you must sell this ginseng to me! Five hundred years old! This is a five-hundred-year-old ginseng! Even in the capital, you can't find ginseng of such perfect quality. Look, it's almost human-shaped! Isn't this its waist and legs? Look at these whiskers, they're so long! Shopkeeper Yan, you've surprised me so much! I'll buy it no matter the price! I'll take it all, I'll buy it all! Hahaha—"

Yan Xia felt that Su Anjiang seemed to have gone mad.

Where is the human form?

It's just ordinary ginseng.

If he were to see that thousand-year-old ginseng, I wonder how excited he would get.

That's when it truly took on a human form.

Not only its waist, but its head is also round, and it has two arms.

All four limbs are connected to the beard.

Its white, fluffy appearance is just like the chubby baby in a New Year's painting.

She just won't sell it.

A thousand-year-old ginseng is known to be extremely rare, even to a layman like her, let alone one of such high quality.

Wouldn't it be a huge loss to sell it so easily?

Once a good opportunity arises, the ginseng can be hyped up and sold at a high price, perhaps reaching over five thousand taels.

Yan Xia smiled faintly: "Sure, I'll sell them all to you. Just name your price, and I'll sell them to you no matter how much."

"Hahaha, Manager Yan, you are truly my benefactor! You have no idea, Xiao Teng's Xiao Family Pharmacy has been working against me. I don't know where he got his hands on a few hundred-year-old ginseng roots, and he's been so smug about it. He's been stealing a lot of business from my shop lately, and I was just worried about it when you came to my rescue. I'm so grateful! We're all acquaintances, so I won't beat around the bush. Five ginseng roots, two thousand three hundred taels! It's just that this five-hundred-year-old ginseng is of such excellent quality!!"

Two thousand three hundred taels?

The price of ginseng was higher than Yan Xia had imagined.

She originally thought that five pieces could only sell for a little over a thousand taels.

"Manager Yan, the current year is not good. If these ginsengs were sold seven or eight years ago, they would only fetch a little over a thousand taels at most. You've come at a good time."

Seeing Yan Xia's confused expression, Su Anjiang explained.

"Alright, you can take it. Anyway, it's all the same who you sell it to, so you might as well sell it to Brother Su."

"Thank you so much, Manager Yan. Please have a seat and rest for a while. I'll go home and get the money right away. If you have any urgent business, I can also deliver it to your shop. By the way, do we need to sign a contract?"

Yan Xia shook her head.

"No need. I'll go back to the shop first. You can send it to me when you have time. There's no need to go back to get the money. I trust your character, Brother Su. I'll take my leave now."

Yan Xia stood up, finished speaking, and left.

The sack, along with the ginseng, was left in the pavilion.

Su Anjiang was somewhat moved, but also felt ashamed.

He felt ashamed of his behavior these past few days. Manager Yan was such a good person, yet he avoided him. Even if they couldn't be husband and wife, they could still be friends. Manager Yan was more generous and open-minded than many men, and most importantly, he was very loyal!

I just dumped the ginseng, worth over two thousand yuan, on him without even haggling over the price.

Even without signing a written contract, the feeling of being trusted warmed Su Anjiang's heart.

He plans to continue patronizing Yan's Pastry Shop in the future to buy flower cakes for his eldest grandson!

Since Manager Yan wasn't in a hurry, Su Anjiang planned to give the silver to Yan Xia when he got home that evening.

Now he has to carefully wash the five ginseng roots, then put them in the backyard of the pharmacy to dry in the sun, and then put them into a custom-made wooden box after they are completely dry.

Worried that the ginseng roots would be broken by the shop assistant, he did it himself the whole time.

After finishing, he went to show off at a close friend's house.

This friend is known for his extensive network of connections and his big mouth.

Soon, evening arrived.

Su Anjiang left the pharmacy.

Back home, he ate a few bites of food, grabbed his banknotes, and went out again, taking with him the fruits and vegetables he had just bought.

This caused his precious grandson to burst into tears.

"Husband, what's wrong with Father? Why is he trying to take food from our son?"

"Who knows? Dad has been laughing nonstop ever since he came back. I wonder what happy event he has. I'll ask him when he gets back. You go and comfort our son and stop him from crying. He's such a tiny little guy, but he has such a loud voice. My ears are ringing."

Why don't you go and coax her?

"Please, honey, I've been working all day, let me rest for a bit."

"Fine, fine, I'll go, hmph."

The young couple watched as Su Anjiang hurriedly returned and then left in a flurry.

Completely confused.

Su Anjiang, who had just made his eldest grandson cry, arrived at the entrance of Yan's Pastry Shop.

By this time, most of the shops on the street had closed, and Shuangqiao Town had no nightlife.

Unlike Jiangnan County, where candles are lit even at midnight.

"Knock knock knock—"

Who is it?

"It's me, Manager Su Antang. I need to see Manager Yan about something."

I knocked on the door, and Xiao Ji's voice came through.

After Su Anjiang gave his name, the door opened from the inside.

"Manager Su, Aunt Yan invites you in to have a seat."

"Okay, these fruits were just bought today, take them and eat them."

Su Anjiang handed the melons and fruits in his hand to Xiao Ji.

After accepting the fruit, the latter led him to sit down at the stone table in the courtyard.

Then I went to the kitchen to make tea.

Yan Xia was lying in bed reading a storybook when she heard that Su Anjiang had arrived. She got out of bed, told Xiao Ji to entertain Manager Su first, and then started to get dressed and put on her shoes.