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After hanging up the phone, he immediately drove his small truck to Wang Dajiang's Baishantang. Wang Dajiang was standing at the door, craning his neck in expectation. As soon as he saw Li Fei's truck stop at the door, he hurried over, waving eagerly at him. It was obvious that he was very excited.
Li Fei hopped out of the truck, and Wang Dajiang immediately came over to greet him. "Brother Li! Where's the ginseng? Let me have a look at it!" he said.
Li Fei laughed, cheerfully pulling out the hundred-year-old wild ginseng from his backpack and handing it to Wang Dajiang.
A faint, fragrant scent immediately wafted through the air. Wang Dajiang took it with both hands, his eyes widening in astonishment. He sniffed it deeply, an intoxicated look on his face. Then he looked around, holding the ginseng as though it was a treasure, afraid others might discover it, and quickly clutched it to his chest. "Let's go inside and talk," he urged Li Fei.
