"That's not right, Tang Feng just said this is a thirty-year-old wild ginseng."
Mao Anyi still couldn't let go, as this was their only hope, she really couldn't accept it.
"Who is Tang Feng?" the old man asked with confusion.
"That's me," Tang Feng stepped forward proactively.
"Are you a medical practitioner?" the old man sized him up and asked with hesitation.
"No."
"Then on what basis do you claim this is thirty years old?"
"I... guessed."
Tang Feng wanted to see what exactly this old guy was up to, so he deliberately did not make himself clear.
When the old man heard his reason, he immediately laughed, "Guessed? How can you guess on such a matter?"
"I can tell you very responsibly that this wild ginseng indeed only is ten years old."
Mao Anyi sighed in disappointment, "Then doesn't that mean it doesn't meet Mr. Ouyang's requirements?"
