The driver in the driver's seat laughed and said, "That's not surprising. People don't allow sweet potatoes or other coarse grains to be eaten at the Xie family's main residence."

Housekeeper Ding Huizhu is strict, which has its advantages, but sometimes she likes to nitpick some strange details.

However, there is a certain truth to it, which makes it impossible to refute.

Pharmacist Chen neither agreed nor disagreed, but was somewhat bothered by other things.

Wu Jiang: "So, the sweet potatoes were brought over from the countryside by the Second Miss? The Xie family has everything they could want, so why would they specially bring a bag of sweet potatoes?"

He pursed his lips. He had just thought highly of Xie Li because of the hair growth serum, but after all this, Xie Li was still a country bumpkin, which was rather embarrassing.

Turning his head, he saw that Pharmacist Chen's expression had become very strange. He was holding the car door, his body was slightly stiff, and his eyes were fixed on the snakeskin bag in Zhang Ma's hand.

“Pharmacist Chen…” Wu Jiang began, about to say something, when suddenly, he smelled a strange fragrance.

It seems to be there but not there, yet it touches the depths of the heart.

Alchemists have exceptionally sensitive noses. To discern the medicinal properties and differences among tens of thousands of medicinal herbs, one must possess strong senses.

As an apprentice alchemist, Wu Jiang possessed a keen sense and intuition regarding medicinal herbs, and immediately realized that this was a very potent herb.

But this smell was completely unfamiliar to him; he had never smelled it before.

Wu Jiang's gaze fell on the old woman shaking her snakeskin bag upwind, and suddenly it dawned on him—could it be…?

Zhang Ma shook the snakeskin bag, looked at the lake and wiped away her tears. The madam always complained that the things the young lady brought were not presentable, but she didn't know that everything the young lady had was top-notch! Even this snakeskin bag was exquisite, durable, and could not be torn or burned.

How is it not a good thing?

As Zhang Ma folded the snakeskin bag and turned to go back, she met a pair of eager eyes.

"Grandma, may I smell this snakeskin bag again?" At this moment, Pharmacist Chen's expression had completely lost its air of otherworldly wisdom; he was so excited that his hands were trembling.

Aunt Zhang: "...Ah, okay."

Zhang Ma handed over the snakeskin bag in a daze, and then saw the usually steady and dignified Pharmacist Chen open the snakeskin bag, stick his head into the bag, take a deep sniff, and look infatuated, like a lovesick fool.

Wu Jiang also rushed over, staring at the snakeskin bag in Pharmacist Chen's hand, "Pharmacist Chen..."

That strange fragrance was coming from this snakeskin bag.

"What is this?" Wu Jiang was completely captivated by the enchanting aroma. "This scent is truly unique!"

"It's a sweet potato." Zhang Ma realized something, and after thinking for a moment, added, "The young lady said it's called a golden sweet potato, and it's especially delicious and very filling. After eating it, you'll have inexhaustible energy!"

"Golden Potato? What the heck?" Wu Jiang frowned, confirming that he had never heard of this name before.

"Its color is like gold... No wonder!" Pharmacist Chen exclaimed with admiration.

He was overwhelmed with joy. He put down the snakeskin bag, turned around and went to the lakeside. He lifted his clothes and was about to go into the water.

Wu Jiang was shocked and quickly stopped him: "Pharmacist Chen, what are you doing? Trying to scoop up sweet potatoes? Wait, you can't swim!"

Pharmacist Chen withdrew his foot: "That's right. Since you can swim, why don't you go down and retrieve it?"

Wu Jiang: "!!!"

He was thrown into the water without any warning, and he was completely dazed.

Although it's still hot, is it really worth going to such lengths to retrieve something from such a deep lake? What could possibly warrant such a fuss?