The next morning, somewhere deep within the Famous Mountain.
"Squeak squeak!"
Qin Yiling only slept lightly throughout the whole of last night, because she was worried that Yan Ze would get a fever in the middle of the night, so she had reached out to check on him from time to time.
At this moment, she had been resting with her eyes closed. When she heard the little monkey's voice, she opened her eyes sleepily. When she saw what was in its hands, she instantly perked up, her eyes twinkling brightly.
"Little Monkey, where did you get this?"
It was ginseng!
Judging by its 'head', this was definitely a hundred-year-old ginseng!
Jackpot!
Qin Yiling took the ginseng happily, looking at its roots and counting its leaves.
"Heavens, this is a two-hundred-year-old ginseng!!"
Seeing how delighted she was, the little monkey also jumped around joyfully.
"Squeak squeak!"
