But now that the Su Group needs the Shen family's help, she can only put on a forced smile.
"Mu Yu, didn't you bid for a ginseng king at the National Treasures Fair at the Eight Clinics Hall today? Bring it out quickly and let Mr. Shen appreciate it." Father Shen struck while the iron was hot.
"Ginseng King? Seriously?" Old Shen's eyes lit up: "Show me quickly."
Mr. Shen is famous in Yanjing for his love for rare and precious treasures, especially ancient medicines.
"Mr. Shen, this is wild ginseng picked from the cliffs of Changbai Mountain. It is about three hundred years old and weighs one pound and six ounces." Su Muyu hurriedly presented the ginseng king.
“I know that Grandpa Shen likes to collect these things, but I took a lot of effort to take pictures of them.”
"Okay, thank you Mu Yu, you are so thoughtful." Old Shen took the ginseng king and couldn't wait to open the package.
Then he took out a magnifying glass, picked up a wolf-hair brush, brushed the surface, and began to appreciate it carefully.
Seeing that Mr. Shen really liked these things, Su's father and Su Muyu looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.
"The skin is old and yellow with a hint of brown, and the horizontal lines are fine, dense and strong. It is indeed ginseng from Changbai Mountain." Mr. Shen praised it as he looked at it.
"This weight and size, it's been a conservative estimate for three hundred years. Mu Yu, you're really thoughtful."
“As long as you like it, Grandpa Shen.” Su Muyu smiled lightly.
"I like it, I like it very much." Mr. Shen smiled and took out a slicing knife.
He carefully cut off a piece, put it in his mouth, and savored the flavor.
Suddenly, he frowned slightly and spat out the ginseng slices in his mouth.
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