Qin Xuan extended her index finger, curiously poking at the "dried ginger."
With a face full of disdain, she turned to look at Chen Dashan standing behind her and questioned hesitantly, "No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like something worth millions, right?"
"It doesn't have any special smell either."
Qin Xuan said, scrunching her little nose as she sniffed.
Chen Dashan laughed, "This is a special way of sealing it to preserve its medicinal effects for a long time. The appearance is a bit ugly, but this stuff must be very magical."
Excitement flickered in Chen Dashan's eyes.
Seeing this, Qin Xuan also nodded solemnly, for in her memory, Chen Dashan was always composed. His seriousness meant this Nine-leaf Lotus must be extremely precious.
"By the way, who was bidding with me earlier?"
Chen Dashan looked up at the manager in a black suit and white shirt beside him and asked tentatively.
