Wang Hao froze in place after hearing Chen Hongying's words.
It took him several seconds to regain his composure, and he said in a deep voice, "It's one thing to suspect me, but don't you trust Uncle Su?"
Chen Hongying quickly shook her head with a smile, explaining,
"You misunderstand, I mean this Lingzhi is more than a hundred years old, at least two hundred years old."
"This is extremely rare, a treasure of the ages. Lingzhi of such age and quality can usually only be found deep in the primitive forests."
Wang Hao suddenly realized his lack of knowledge on the subject.
Since it was a two-hundred-year-old Lingzhi, as for the price...
Wang Hao couldn't help feeling elated inside and eagerly asked, "Then could you take a look and see how much this Lingzhi could sell for?"
"It's hard to say right now. I can't determine its exact age yet; I need to taste it."
After saying this, Chen Hongying prepared to pinch a bit to taste.
"Taste it? Won't that damage it?"
