Ji Yang got out of the tent early in the morning, after yet another night of tossing and turning.
Looking at the woman who was sound asleep inside, a smile appeared on Ji Yang's face.
After heating up some of the soup that was left from last night and drinking it, Ji Yang headed for the mountains.
He arrived at the place where the wild ginseng grew and began to carefully dig.
This kind of work, digging for ginseng, required a lot of patience, slowly working from the outside in.
Fortunately, the ginseng here was relatively easy to dig. After some time, Ji Yang unearthed a century-old ginseng.
I'm rich!
Upon recognizing that the wild ginseng was over a hundred years old, a smile reappeared on Ji Yang's face.
In the subsequent time, Ji Yang became even more careful and managed to unearth another three plants.
