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During Su Qian and Yan Hao's seven days in Yanjing, the fruit market was in an uproar as the slander against the two sacred fruits from the Miao family's orchard intensified.
The impact of public opinion spread to rapidly developing cities like Shanghai, Guangzhou, and Shenzhen in just a few days.
Although the fruit did not take the lives of those who ate it, all sorts of malicious words and insults spread far and wide.
Even the Miao village received the news. Fortunately, Tang Mo reassured the two village chiefs and core Miao people over the phone not to panic, otherwise something serious might have happened.
As for Mu Chen, he burst into laughter after hearing Tang Mo's words on the phone in Pengcheng.
That day, Yan Hao's "Candy" company suffered a huge blow in the Yanjing market. Unable to withstand the pressure from all sides, he immediately sought out Su Qian.
Su Qian actually retorted to Yan Hao, and then took him to Tsinghua University to find Tang Mo as soon as possible.
At the foot of the Tsinghua Research Center building, Su Qian rushed forward, panting, "Miss Tang, this side of mine is about to collapse. Are you alright here?"
"It's okay, let's go up. The results are already in."
"Okay, Miss Tang, please."
Third floor, small conference room.
As soon as Tang Mo led Su Qian and Yan Hao in, Academician Ji Wudi, whose temples were completely white, practically rushed over.
"Tang Mo, you...you must tell me, is the cultivation method for this fruit really from your Miao family?"
"Tang, and these vines that wrap the fruit, are they also soaked in your Miao family's secret recipe?"
The academician from the Botanical Academy also stepped forward excitedly.
Although Tang Mo knew the results were in, she never expected it to be like this.
At that moment, she turned to look at the smiling, sprightly old man beside her and asked, puzzled, "Teacher, what's going on with Professor Ji and the others...?"
Tang Mo's teacher, Mr. Yin, said with a smile, "Old Ji is just excited. Come on, everyone, please sit down."
"Why sit? Explain your doubts to this old man first."
Ji Wudi, a respected figure in the medical field, has dedicated his life to the study of medicine and has broken through countless bottlenecks. Yet now, he has encountered a miraculous medicine that leaves him helpless, and he is far from calm.
"Old Ji, if you don't let my prized student see the data, how can I tell you?"
"Then hurry up and look, Lao Ji, I can't wait."
Everyone sat down, and two large stacks of test data reports were presented to Tang Mo.
Tang Mo and her friends couldn't understand the plant kingdom's report, but some of the data on the vines and fruits actually contained components of the legendary, long-extinct king of herbs—the Divine Dragon Grass.
This ingredient not only allows fresh food to retain its original flavor for at least six months, but long-term consumption can also help people maintain their youthful appearance.
But what shocked Tang Mo and the others the most was that this miraculous effect would be of great help to the food carried by future astronauts of Great Xia on their lunar landings.
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The more Tang Mo and the other two looked, the more alarmed they became.
The results from the medical community, however, are truly shocking.
Because the juice from both the Seven-Colored Sacred Fruit and the Star Sugar can not only inhibit the deterioration of hundreds of diseases, but also slow down the aging process of life.
In other words, once this report is released, it will inevitably cause a huge uproar in the medical community of China and even the world.
Su Qian and Yan Hao were so shocked that their pupils dilated.
Tang Mo finally understood why the medical giant Ji Wudi had reacted this way.
But these two fruits were cultivated by Ah Chen himself, could it be...?
Could it be that all those dreams I had a few days ago were real?
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Tang Mo calmed her pounding heart, looked up at the elderly people, and asked:
"Professor Ji, teacher, are these data accurate?"
"There's no mistake, we've checked it several times already." The academician of the Botany Academy nodded emphatically.
Ji Wudi, his face flushed, said, "Little Tang, you are Old Yin's prized student, and you can be considered half a disciple of mine, Ji Wudi. How can we release data so easily if we don't verify such an important matter clearly?"
"Furthermore, we have already submitted a joint report on this matter."
"Report it?"
“Yes! We old folks want to ask the higher-ups to send local troops to your Miao village to protect that orchard.”
Upon hearing this, Su Qian and Yan Hao were shocked.
Tang Mo gave a wry smile. "Elder Ji, such a large-scale mobilization is probably inappropriate!"
“What’s wrong with that? This is a national treasure.”
“Elder Ji, I understand your feelings, but if troops are really sent to occupy this orchard of our Miao people, I’m afraid it will disrupt the Miao men who are cultivating the fruit.”
Tang Mo said, word by word, "If that really happens, the entire orchard will be destroyed, because if there is even the slightest carelessness in the cultivation process, the consequences will be unimaginable."
These were Tang Mo's original thoughts, and Mu Chen had also said some things to her.
Mu Chen didn't want the simple life of the Miao village to be ruined by these experts and academicians.
Moreover, these elderly people can easily become stubborn and get into bloody conflicts with the Miao people.
The important thing is that Mu Chen is afraid that his secret will be exposed.
As expected, Ji Wudi listened to Tang Mo's words, and although he was unwilling, the lovable old man finally nodded in agreement.
"Xiao Tang, what you said makes sense, but we still have to go to the orchard."
“That’s fine, but we’ll have to wait a few more days. Right now, the orchard is busy with the final step of cultivating the top-quality fruit. At this time, the two village chiefs will not allow non-Miao people to enter the orchard.”
"this..."
Ji Wudi went berserk.
Old Yin said, “Old man, the Miao people are descendants of Chi You. You should have heard about their magic and abilities. So, wait a few more days. Isn’t the Miao Drum Festival in half a month? I, your old friend, will go with you then.”
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