Soon it was Wu Di and Liu Tianming's turn to present their gifts.
Liu Tianming brought a painting, said to be by a well-known artist, but Chu Feng didn't understand art, so he didn't even bother to look.
"Grandpa An, this is a hundred-year-old Mountain Ginseng I specifically acquired for you. Of course, you're in great health now and certainly don't need it. It won't be too late to use it after another thirty-five years." Wu Di was very eloquent, and the gift he presented was extremely precious.
A hundred-year-old Wild Ginseng would be worth at least a million yuan, and it's also something you can't just find anywhere.
Old Master An looked kindly at Wu Di and nodded with a smiling face, "Not bad. You've put thought into this."
Chu Feng eyed the hundred-year-old Wild Ginseng from Wu Di and felt a slight surge of interest.
