Cheng Baidong suddenly showed up at the door with wild ginseng. Jin Xin was startled and almost subconsciously explained, "Comrade Cheng, don't worry, this wild ginseng is from a legitimate source and there is absolutely no problem with it."

Little did he know that the more he rushed to explain, the more guilty he appeared, and he ended up revealing that the ginseng was of dubious origin.

After all, what decent person would answer like that?

His accent was that of an old black market vendor.

Jin Xin had been involved in speculation and profiteering for a year or two, during which time he was constantly pursued and blocked by the Red Armband (a group of corrupt officials), which made him somewhat paranoid and wary when he looked at Cheng Baidong.

Cheng Baidong quickly reassured him, "Comrade Jin Xin, don't be nervous. I came to see you for no other reason than this ginseng is too precious. A 15-year-old wild ginseng would cost at least two hundred yuan on the market. We are not worthy of such a precious gift from you."

Jin Xin relaxed a bit, but he didn't let his guard down completely.

He countered, "You want it back?"

Cheng Baidong shook his head: "No, we want to buy it."

"The gift is given away, I won't accept your money." Jin Xin scratched his head and said, "Actually, it's not like I didn't do anything to deserve this. When I was a child, I fell into the water once, and it was Xiao Qiao who pulled me out with great effort. Otherwise, I wouldn't be where I am today. This wild ginseng sells for a lot of money outside, but my uncle got it from the mountain people for a decent price. It's quite a good deal. Consider this a gift to repay the life-saving grace from my childhood."

Cheng Baidong had never heard Fang Qiao mention the life-saving grace.

Fang Qiao probably didn't take things from her childhood seriously, but she didn't expect Jin Xin to remember them all this time.

However, since Jin Xin had already said that much, Cheng Baidong didn't insist on giving money anymore. He planned to return the favor with a generous gift when Jin Xin got married, so that it would be a fair exchange.

“In that case, Xiao Qiao and I will accept it.” Cheng Bodong then asked, “Do you know where your uncle got the ginseng?”

Jin Xin shook his head: "I don't know the specifics, but it should be in the Changbai Mountain area. In Northeast China, only the wild ginseng from Changbai Mountain grows the best; ginseng from other places is not as good."

Changbai Mountain is called Buxian Mountain in the Classic of Mountains and Seas. As the first mountain in Northeast China and a sacred mountain recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, it is quite possible that this place can nurture ginseng with spiritual energy.

However, mere speculation is not convincing; evidence is needed.

Cheng Baidong then asked, "Do you have any other wild ginseng on hand right now?"

Jin Xin replied, "Yes, we do have some, but none of them are in such good condition."

"May I take a look?" Cheng Baidong asked.

"Okay." Jin Xin nodded without hesitation: "Wait a moment, I'll go get it."

"Thank you for your help."

"No trouble at all."

Jin Xin turned and went into the inner room. Not long after, he came out carrying a small stack of red brocade boxes, at least ten or so.

The box contained ginseng, but the quality varied, and the ginseng was not as old as the one given to Fang Qiao. One of the ginseng roots even had artificially attached roots, making the quality uneven.

Jin Xin was a little embarrassed: "These ginsengs are not good."

"It's alright." He wasn't concerned about the quality of the ginseng anyway.

Cheng Baidong examined each of the ginseng roots one by one, but found none of them to contain spiritual energy.

Judging from its appearance, that wild ginseng containing spiritual energy is a special existence, and we need to find out its specific origin.

Cheng Baidong put down the ginseng in his hand, turned to Jin Xin and asked, "Excuse me, where is your great-uncle now? Can I go and visit him?"