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After Marrying Him, the Ending Has Changed-Chapter 511: Hundred-Year-Old Ginseng
Chapter 511: Chapter 511: Hundred-Year-Old Ginseng
Jiang Changhai, undeterred by the cold water thrown on his hopes, still had a beaming smile, "My wife is right, I was too greedy. Let’s go, let’s eat, let’s eat."
As the family of three ate their meal in harmonious joy, Zhaodi listened with a heavy heart to Jiang Changhe and Zhao Xiaojuan discussing the day’s ginseng harvesting.
"Xiaojuan, you have no idea, this ginseng, it just grows so well. Big Brother, Laosan, and I searched around the mountain for a long time before finding it in a very inconspicuous place. If it weren’t for Big Brother’s sharp eyes, we would have completely missed it."
Zhao Xiaojuan said with a look of relief, "It’s a good thing we brought Big Brother with us this time, otherwise, if it were just up to you, who knows if you could have found it."
"That’s right, biological brothers should fight tigers together, and father and son should join forces in battle. It’s only through the united efforts of us three brothers that we can make our lives better and better," Jiang Changhe nodded with deep understanding.
Zhaodi snorted coldly to herself, thinking Uncle was always the best at picking up bargains.
Originally, the entire ginseng was theirs, but now they had to share the profits with the first and second branches of the family, which made her both distressed and annoyed.
But what could she do, being young and powerless? She had a treasure mountain she couldn’t move and had to let her dad make the decisions since she couldn’t dig it up herself.
"Changhe, how big is the ginseng?" asked Zhao Xiaojuan curiously.
Jiang Changhe gestured with his hands, "About this long, this thick."
"That’s quite big, isn’t it? No idea how much it could sell for, though." Zhao Xiaojuan knew that ginseng could fetch a good price, but she had no clue how much it was actually worth.
Jiang Changhe, also unsure, said hopefully, "For ginseng that big, if it could sell for five or six hundred, that would be great. If each of the three families could get one or two hundred from it, I’d be content."
"One or two hundred? If it really could be worth that much, that would be great. We could buy milk essence for Yuanbin to drink then," Zhao Xiaojuan got excited at the thought.
She had never handled so much money before!
Jiang Changhe was equally excited, "Once we get the money, we’ll buy our son new clothes, buy him delicious food, and make sure he grows up healthy and strong."
The couple from the Third Branch next door were just as happy and excited.
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After dinner, Jiang Mianmian saw her dad walking around with a box of ginseng.
"Dad, what are you doing?" Jiang Mianmian asked, puzzled. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
"I’m trying to find a place to hide the ginseng. This is a precious item; it can’t get damaged," said Jiang Changhai, hugging the box like a precious treasure and speaking with great emphasis.
Jiang Mianmian thought about the size of the ginseng, surely it must have been growing for at least several decades. Nowadays, finding such a large wild ginseng wasn’t easy.
"Dad, that ginseng we dug up is so big, it must be at least several decades old, right?" Jiang Mianmian asked.
Jiang Changhai opened the box, looked inside again, and said somewhat blankly, "I really don’t know much about this, I’ll take it to the herbal medicine shop tomorrow and ask them. They should know."
Su Wanyu had only glanced at it briefly before, but now, seeing the father and daughter discussing it with such enthusiasm, she walked over to take a closer look and confidently stated, "This is definitely a Hundred-Year Ginseng."
"Eh? Wanyu, how do you know this ginseng is a hundred years old?" Jiang Changhai asked in surprise, seeing his wife so certain.
Su Wanyu raised her eyebrows proudly, "Because when I was little, I saw a ginseng about the same size in my dad’s study, and he said it was a Hundred-Year Ginseng."
"If this really is a Hundred-Year Ginseng, it’s got to be worth a lot of money, we’re going to make a fortune," Jiang Changhai’s eyes grew even more heated as he looked at the ginseng.