Upon receiving Xiao Feng's assurance, Zhao Guo'an's emotions surged uncontrollably like a tidal wave.
"Phew..."
Taking a deep breath and then exhaling long, Zhao Guo'an walked to the pool to wash his hands and said, "Brother Xiao, you might not know, you aren't from our line of work, so you probably don't grasp the value of a millennium ginseng in my heart.
According to tradition, before viewing such a rare item, one should burn incense, pray, bathe, and change clothes. It's just that it's not convenient right now. I can only hope the ancestors won't bla us."
"Is it really necessary to go through all this trouble?" Xiao Feng found the process sowhat unnecessary. The value of millennium ginseng was undoubtedly sky-high, but it wasn't to the point where such a ritual was required before viewing it.
Zhao Guo'an said solemnly, "In today's world, where millennium ginseng is almost extinct, having the opportunity to see it is already a blessing from the ancestors. Not adjusting our mindset properly would indeed be inappropriate."
Hearing Zhao Guo'an frequently ntion the ancestors, Xiao Feng couldn't help but ask curiously, "Who are the ancestors of your sect?"
As everyone knows, traditional Chinese dicine has ten legendary founders, each with their own expertise, and renowned figures whose nas are rembered throughout history and are not forgotten even to this day.
"The founder of my sect is Bian Que, the founder of pulse diagnosis." Zhao Guo'an replied respectfully, raising his hands high in a gesture of reverence when ntioning the na of the founder, showing his deep regard.
Xiao Feng nodded. With these exchanges, he understood what Zhao Guo'an specialized in.
In fact, in contemporary novels or films and television dramas, traditional Chinese dicine is often portrayed as mysterious, even omnipotent, able to solve any difficult ailnt with ease.
But little do people know, like Western dicine, traditional Chinese dicine also has different disciplines. So focus on acupuncture, while others specialize in trauma, and their fields of expertise differ, hence the saying, "each field has its specialization."
At this mont, Zhao Guo'an held his breath, placing one hand on the sandalwood box, slowly opening it...
"A genuine item... No! It should be said, a treasure!" Zhao Guo'an trembled all over with excitent, "May I ask, Brother Xiao, where did you get this ginseng?"
"A friend gave it to ," Xiao Feng replied.
"Is it possible that your friend's family specializes in herbal dicine collection?" Zhao Guo'an inquired further.
Xiao Feng chuckled, "You're hoping to find another ginseng like this?"
"Such a treasure, finding one is already a significant fortune, how could I possibly find another one?" Zhao Guo'an closed the box with a gloomy expression, afraid that if he looked at it a mont longer, he wouldn't be able to resist the urge to keep it for himself.
"Exactly!" Xiao Feng took the wooden box from Zhao Guo'an's hands, placed it on the cabinet above, clapped his hands, and said, "The rarity of an item increases its value. If millennium ginseng were so easy to find, it would lose its worth."
"That's quite true," Zhao Guo'an acknowledged with deep agreent.
However, after witnessing the millennium ginseng firsthand, Zhao Guo'an couldn't help but reassess Xiao Feng in his heart.
Being given such a valuable treasure implies that Xiao Feng is definitely not a simple person, and the friend who gave him the millennium ginseng is surely not ordinary either.
To sum up, such a person, even if one cannot befriend him, should absolutely not be offended!
After a mont, Zhao Guo'an gritted his teeth and said, "Although I know Brother Xiao might not agree, if I don't try, I will have regrets in my heart. I wonder if Brother Xiao could let have the millennium ginseng?
You can na any condition, whether it's money or goods, or so difficult matter, feel free to ntion it."
"Heh, if you already know I won't agree, then you should refrain from asking." Xiao Feng refused decisively, without any hesitation.
To Xiao Feng, letting go of the millennium ginseng was akin to a joke.
The training for Du Qingyue and the little girl relied on the potent dicinal power of the millennium ginseng to recover their strength quickly. Without the millennium ginseng, efficiency would likely drop by more than half.
Therefore, letting it go is absolutely impossible, not in this lifeti.
Zhao Guo'an let out a long breath, seemingly without much disappointnt, as he had prepared himself ntally. The suggestion of a trade was to sever attachnts in his mind, otherwise, constantly thinking about it every day would make life unbearable.
"Brother Xiao, although we couldn't strike a deal, there is sothing I must say," Zhao Guo'an spoke, "Adding dicine to als like you do can indeed improve their training acceptance, but using millennium ginseng is a bit extravagant."
"The thing is, this is the only millennium ginseng I have, and I don't have anything else to use," Xiao Feng said helplessly, "I may not be a professional, but I understand the rarity and value of a millennium ginseng market. Otherwise, do you really think I'm wealthy enough to treat it like an ordinary white radish?"
"I see!" Zhao Guo'an suddenly understood, though he still felt a bit pained, but at least he was reassured that Xiao Feng was not soone who desecrated such a precious item.
"If you trust , Brother Xiao, I have so rare herbs on the market that can temporarily replace the millennium ginseng. Their potency may not be on par, but it'll at least ensure their physical recovery to a level where they can continue training," Zhao Guo'an suggested.
Xiao Feng's eyes lit up: "That's wonderful, na your price, and I'll transfer the money to your account later."
"Brother Xiao, there's no need for money talk. Consider it as making a friend in you!" Zhao Guo'an generously replied, prepared to decline twice more before accepting, seeing as the rare herbs in his possession weren't acquired freely either.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Feng agreed imdiately, vigorously patting his shoulder: "You're a generous brother, Zhao. Let's settle it this way, from now on, we're brothers, sharing fortunes and misfortunes together!"
Damn!
"..." Zhao Guo'an looked at Xiao Feng in disbelief. Do you have any sha at all?
Little did he know he hadn't fully grasped the aning of the word "brother" from Xiao Feng's perspective. Everyone he referred to as such, except for Wang Lubo, had all paid a significant price.
Chang Xinyan, the future successor of the Chang Group, and Zhao Qi, the son of a high-ranking official from Jinyue Group, both similarly had.
"When will Brother Zhao deliver the herbs? I'm waiting here to use them. Can you make it before noon?" Xiao Feng urged impatiently.
Items like millennium ginseng are crucial for life-saving at critical monts. Before they had no option, but now that a substitute exists, it should be well-preserved for ergencies.
Zhao Guo'an suppressed the urge to cough up blood, and replied with a darkened expression, "The herbs are next door, I'll bring them over shortly... By the way, mind if I ask, how have you been preparing the dicinal als?
"How do I prepare them?" Xiao Feng was slightly taken aback, then replied, "I cut a small piece from the millennium ginseng, mince it, and add it to the dishes, similar to how you'd use scallions, ginger, and garlic when cooking daily dishes."
"Damn!" Zhao Guo'an couldn't help but curse, then grabbed Xiao Feng by the collar and roared furiously, "A treasure like the millennium ginseng, and you're using it like that?"
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