In that box were two big Ginseng roots that looked absolutely top‑notch. The moment the box was opened, the scent of Ginseng wafted out at once, drilling into their noses and instantly refreshing the spirit.
"These are my treasures. I'd say it's going to be very hard to find any Ginseng that can compare with these two," Chiang Xiao blinked as she spoke. "So back then I definitely took a loss on my medicine paintings. Even now, if someone asks me to paint, I usually won't. If I charge a high price, people might think I'm trying to rip them off. If I charge too little, I feel like I'm getting shortchanged."
Ding Haijing stared at the two Ginseng roots.
He could smell the strong, slow‑spreading medicinal fragrance coming off them, and this scent really did give him a jolt of energy.
So he believed these two Ginseng roots really deserved to be called treasures.
So Chiang Xiao actually had things like this; no wonder she could always brew up all kinds of Potion.
