Seeing that Tang Yi's expression remained grim, Liu Haowei's eyes flickered, and he quickly had someone turn off his phone and fetch a hundred-year-old mountain ginseng from the car.
Holding the box containing the ginseng, he said excitedly, "Mr. Tang, we've known each other for a while now."
"This hundred-year-old mountain ginseng was purchased by me from the capital."
"Have a look!"
As the box opened, a golden ginseng appeared before everyone's eyes. The scent of herbs was overpowering.
"This is a hundred-year-old mountain ginseng?"
"Good heavens!"
"This ginseng, once made into a medicinal product, would surely extend one's life!" Most of the onlookers were in the medicinal herb business. They exclaimed in admiration.
"That's right!"
Liu Haowei took a deep breath, "I bought this old mountain ginseng at a great cost."
