You can't hit someone who's smiling, so Mo Lijuan greeted them with a smile, and the young couple couldn't show any displeasure, so they nodded in response.
The two then greeted the other people with smiles.
Wen Moxue didn't carry the basket into the house; instead, she placed it directly on the table in the yard and lifted the floral cloth covering it.
Immediately, the contents came into everyone's view: a basket of sponge cakes, emitting a rich, sweet aroma.
Several people swallowed hard without prior agreement.
Wen Moxue took a large bag of sponge cakes off the basket, untied the bag, and gave each person two sponge cakes.
They also took out apples from the basket and handed one to each person.
That's when everyone noticed there were apples in the basket. They hadn't seen them before because they were buried under the sponge cake.
These were all taken from the Space Supermarket: 30 sponge cakes and 10 apples. Five or six people shared them, and about half of them were gone.
The group felt embarrassed, but Lu Yuan and Wen Moxue had plenty of these things and insisted that they accept them.
The fragrant sponge cake was indeed tempting; even Xiao Fan, who didn't like sweets, pursed his lips, let alone the others.
No one stood on ceremony; they thanked them and accepted their kindness.
Gao Weishan, with his keen sense of smell, sniffed and said, "Why do I vaguely smell a medicinal scent? It smells like ginseng, and also like lingzhi!"
After saying that, he shook his head and laughed, realizing he had gone mad.
Tsk, that must be a dog's nose!
The aroma of this rich sponge cake is surprisingly mixed with the smell of medicine.
Lu Yuan thought to himself, "What do you mean?"
The couple did indeed put a Ganoderma lucidum and a ginseng root in the cloth bag, intending to give them to Gao Weishan and Xiao Biyun.
Xiao Biyun was in poor health. With this ginseng and lingzhi, plus the nourishment of the spiritual spring water, the lingering illness from back then could probably be completely cured.
Lu Yuan didn't hide anything. He took the two cloth bags off the front bar of his bicycle, took out two paper packages wrapped in newspaper, and placed them in Gao Weishan's hands, saying casually,
"Your nose is so sensitive, as a reward, I'm giving it to you and your godmother."
Holding the paper packet in his hand, the smell of medicine grew stronger. Taking a closer sniff, Gao Weishan immediately became excited, "A-Yuan, what is this?"
He wasn't sure.
"Open it and see for yourself!"
Gao Weishan hurriedly opened the newspaper with trembling hands.
"Wow, it really is ginseng!"
Gao Weishan exclaimed in surprise, his voice even changing tone!
The others were startled and crowded around to see.
Gao Weishan carefully took the ginseng in his hand to examine it, his mouth practically stretched to the back of his head in a wide grin.
"The roots are intact and fresh, just like they were just dug out."
The young couple chuckled to themselves. It was just dug out; they had planted it in their space immediately after digging it up, and only dug it out from the space when they reached the village entrance.
"This ginseng is at least 50 years old, with a rich ginseng flavor; it's a fine ginseng!"
Gao Weishan cherished it dearly.
After reading it, he carefully wrapped it again with newspaper and opened another paper package.
Upon seeing that it was Ganoderma lucidum, he was so excited that his whole body trembled.
"Ah Yuan, this..."
He didn't know what to say. It really was a Ganoderma lucidum, and this huge one looked to be forty or fifty years old.
As a doctor, and one who particularly enjoys prescribing medicine, I have an intense craving for such top-quality medicinal herbs. You could say I can't tear myself away from them once I see them.
If a doctor doesn't want a precious medicinal herb, it's like cutting off his own flesh, but this one is just too valuable, and he can't accept it for free.
He said, "Ah Yuan, do you still stand by what you said about giving me these medicinal herbs?"
"Of course, they were originally meant for you."
Gao Weishan nodded happily, "Alright, thank you, godfather. But I can't take such a big advantage from you for nothing. I'll buy the medicine from you at the market price. I'll give you 2,000 for the ginseng and 1,500 for the lingzhi. But we don't have that much money on hand right now, so we'll put it on credit and pay you back in a few days."
hiss--
Upon hearing that ginseng and lingzhi could be exchanged for 3,500 yuan, everyone else was fine and didn't react much, but Mo Lijuan secretly gasped.
3500? How much is that?
That's the equivalent of two and a half years' worth of her parents' wages without eating or drinking. If it were just her mother, she would have to save for six years without eating or drinking.
But for Gao Weishan and Xiao Biyun, taking so much money was no big deal.
gurgle—
Mo Lijuan swallowed hard, realizing the depth of the other person's resources, which strengthened her resolve to continue her plan. Her gaze towards Lu Yuan became even more intense.
Just moments ago, I was secretly cursing Lu Yuan for being an idiot, giving away such valuable medicinal herbs so casually. It turns out he had already figured out that Lu Yuan wouldn't take them for free.
He may seem to have done something foolish, but he's actually more shrewd than anyone else.
You've gained favor and received payment; this is truly a brilliant tactic.
Taking small bites of the sweet sponge cake, I suddenly felt it tasted even better.
Since the young couple had decided to give it to him, how could Lu Yuan possibly ask for money?
"Godfather, no need to pay, it's a gift for you."
"If you don't want money, then I don't want this ginseng and lingzhi either."
Gao Weishan was about to return the items, but there was a deep reluctance in his eyes.
Lu Yuan found his behavior amusing; this white-haired old man was still stubbornly arguing with him.
"Fine, if you don't want it, then forget it. I'll make soup for you tomorrow."
As he spoke, he casually put away the paper package.
Stewed soup? No way!
How can such precious medicinal herbs be used to make soup? If prepared properly, they could be life-saving in a critical moment.
She quickly and gently pulled the paper package back, saying irritably, "You're absolutely wasting something like this!"
So, do you want it or not?
"Yes!" Gao Weishan answered quickly.
He added, "You still have to pay me back later."
"If you say you're going to give me money again, I won't give it to you," Lu Yuan threatened.
Gao Weishan quickly changed his tune, "I'm not paying for the medicine, I'm preparing red envelopes for my three unborn grandsons."
Having said all that, Lu Yuan couldn't say anything more and let the old man be. He wouldn't let the old man suffer any losses, anyway.
Lu Yuan carried two cloth bags into the house, and Yu Shaoheng hurriedly followed.
He asked eagerly, "Brother Yuan, do you still have any ginseng or lingzhi?"
Instead of answering, Lu Yuan asked, "You want ginseng and lingzhi?"
Yu Shaoheng nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, I can also exchange money with you. The price is negotiable, but it would be best if it were a century-old ginseng."
Lu Yuan chuckled, "A hundred-year-old ginseng isn't a common radish; it's not something you can just come up with on a whim."
Yu Shaoheng was disappointed, and the hope in his eyes dimmed.
Lu Yuan asked, "What do you need the century-old ginseng for?"
Yu Shaoheng's eyes flickered. "That's right, my grandparents are getting old and have some chronic health problems. The doctor said they could get ginseng to help them recover."
This kid can't lie at all; his eyes are wandering off somewhere. It's obvious he's not telling the truth.
For this kid to not tell the truth, there must be something he's really ashamed to say.
Could it be that this kid isn't good enough?
It was just something he was saying casually to himself, but the next second he was stunned.
Wait a minute, this kid looks perfectly healthy and doesn't seem like he's failing. Could it be that it's not him who's failing, but his father?
Otherwise, why wouldn't they have more children if they have so few offspring? That doesn't make sense.
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