jdhmnovel Chapter 140 Annual Ginseng
Chapter 140 Annual Ginseng
Jiang Linkai was wearing a well-tailored suit today. The texture of the fabric and the fine workmanship all showed a low-key luxury.
He has an upright posture, like a green bamboo in spring, with a warm and clear temperament. There is a gentle smile between his eyebrows, like a clear spring, which can make people indulge in it inadvertently.
Seeing Nan Qiao appear, Jiang Linkai's eyes flashed with joy. He took the initiative to step forward and talk to her. His voice was as sweet as a mountain stream: "Nan Qiao, long time no see."
Nan Qiao also smiled slightly and responded, "Classmate Jiang Linkai, long time no see."
At this moment, Grandpa Jiang, who was sitting at the head of the table, also spoke with a smile, his words filled with enthusiasm: "Xiao Qiao, you're finally here."
Grandma Jiang couldn't wait to get up from her seat, walked straight towards Nan Qiao with a slightly anxious pace and a bright smile on her face.
When she got closer, she grabbed Nan Qiao's hand and patted it gently, her eyes full of love and joy: "Oh, it's so great that you can come. Your Grandpa Jiang and I have been worried that you might not come."
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining 20 points of Grandpa Jiang's love value, and the cumulative love value is 20 points. Please keep up the good work, host."
"Congratulations to the host for receiving 20 points of love from Grandma Jiang, bringing the total love to 40 points. Please keep up the good work, host."
Nan Qiao's smile grew wider as she listened to the system's notification tone. She quickly waved her hand, "Of course not! It's Grandpa Jiang's birthday, so I'm definitely coming. Besides, I brought him a gift."
As she spoke, she gently placed the exquisite box she was holding on the table beside her and opened the box gently and carefully. Suddenly, a faint fragrance wafted out of the box and filled the hall.
Nan Qiao slowly opened the exquisite box and saw a thousand-year-old ginseng lying quietly inside. Its appearance was truly amazing.
The main body of the ginseng is thick and full, and the roots are as fine and slender as dragon's whiskers, spreading out in strands, as if they were a work of art carefully woven by time.
The skin of the ginseng is a simple yellow-brown color, with some wrinkles from the accumulation of time, but it also has a faint lustrous luster.
At the top, the ginseng reeds are clearly visible, with circles of reed bowls closely arranged, like the annual rings of an ancient tree. When you count them carefully, you can see that they are thousands of years old.
Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to it. At this moment, an experienced old man, well-versed in various rare medicinal herbs, couldn't help but exclaim in amazement: "This... the quality of this ginseng. Look at the reed bowl and the shape of the roots. I'm afraid it must be extremely old!"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but move closer and take a closer look.
Several people nearby who were also knowledgeable gathered around, looking at the scene and talking in low voices.
As everyone analyzed the situation, surprise became more and more apparent on their faces. One of them couldn't help but raise his voice and ask Nan Qiao, "Miss Nan Qiao, is this ginseng... a thousand years old?"
Pang Min listened from the side, and suddenly a sour feeling rose in her heart. She snorted coldly and said unhappily, "Millennial ginseng? I'm afraid that's something that can only appear on TV."
Although she did not explicitly say that the ginseng was fake, the meaning of her words was obvious.
It was clear that he was questioning the authenticity of the ginseng that Nan Qiao brought. As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became a little subtle.
Nan Qiao raised her eyes slightly, her expression calm and composed. She first gently closed the box containing the thousand-year-old ginseng, her movements slow and steady.
Then, she turned her gaze to Pang Min, a faint smile curled up at the corner of her mouth, and responded neither servilely nor arrogantly: "Pang Min, I understand that you may have never seen such a precious thousand-year-old ginseng, so you may have some doubts."
"But this world is vast and filled with countless treasures. Not all of these treasures exist only on television screens."
"I know the origin of this ginseng very well. I obtained it by chance, and it has been authenticated by professionals, and it is indeed a thousand years old."
"I brought it here today only to celebrate Grandpa Jiang's birthday and to offer my most sincere gifts, not to show off. But you're so eager to deny it. Could it be that you have some other thoughts in mind?"
Nan Qiao spoke clearly and logically, and although her voice was soft, it revealed an unquestionable power, which made everyone present look at her with even more respect.
When Pang Min said those words questioning the authenticity of ginseng, his heart skipped a beat and he instantly felt regretful.
She knew very well that they had come here today to celebrate Grandpa Jiang's birthday with a purpose.
I just want to ask Grandpa Jiang for help in solving some difficult problems and cooperation issues for the Lan family.
They should have been cautious in everything they did, so how could she be so impulsive and speak rashly?
At this moment, Pang Min felt a little embarrassed by Nan Qiao's clear and unquestionable words, and his face turned red and white.
She quickly forced a smile, but her eyes were a little evasive, and she stammered as she explained, "Nan Qiao, I...I just said it casually. I really don't have any other thoughts. Please don't think too much about it."
Pang Min hoped that the matter could be put to rest and everyone would pretend that it had never happened, so that she could quickly salvage the situation, continue to please Grandpa Jiang, and achieve the purpose of their trip.
But unexpectedly, Jiang Linkai spoke at this time.
Jiang Linkai frowned slightly and said seriously, "Since some people have doubted the authenticity of the ginseng sent by Nan Qiao, I think it would be better to find a professional to authenticate it."
"This will not only clear Nan Qiao's name, but also prevent anyone present from harboring suspicions that Nan Qiao is using a fake item to perfunctorily celebrate Grandpa's birthday. That would be bad."
His voice was neither too high nor too low, but it reached everyone's ears clearly in this slightly awkward atmosphere.
When Pang Min heard this, his eyes widened and he secretly groaned in his heart: Now that's great, I wanted to settle things peacefully, but it just got bigger and bigger. How is this going to end?
Lan Yuchen, who was standing by, didn't expect things to turn out like this, and felt somewhat dissatisfied with Pang Min's stupidity.
He looked at Nan Qiao, hoping that she would not agree and end this farce immediately.
Nan Qiao didn't even look at him, but nodded and agreed to Jiang Linkai's proposal. She wouldn't suffer any loss anyway, so she just watched the fun.
Jiang Linkai looked determined, turned around and told the waiter beside him to invite an expert in this field.
Not long after, an old man with gray hair and sharp eyes hurried over, led by a waiter.
The old man was dressed in a simple Chinese long gown, his steps were steady and powerful, and his every move showed his professionalism.
Jiang Linkai stepped forward and said respectfully, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Chen."
"Today, classmate Nan Qiao sent a ginseng plant to celebrate his birthday, but some people are questioning its age and authenticity. I would like to ask you to help carefully identify it so that everyone can be convinced."