He hadn't touched any of those good things, and they were still there. Oh, no, the ginseng was chopped a bit by a clueless servant to stew in soup. It was such a large amount that it almost caused his nose to bleed with its potency. It was only afterward, when he saw it, that he realized how much the servant had chopped of something so precious, and it broke his heart.
(Servant's soliloquy: Actually, she really didn't chop that much, it's just that the old man doted on everyone connected to his grandson. Seeing how the young master finally brought a girl home, he was over the moon, and he treasured anything the girl brought just as much. Of course, she wouldn't dare use too much of something that enriching—she just treated it as ordinary ginseng, not knowing it was the treasured gift from the grandson's beloved wife-to-be. The old man just exaggerated, and she felt wronged.)
