As the fragrant stew was swallowed into his stomach, Qi Yun let out a satisfied groan.
Though they hadn't been hungry in the mountains these past days, constantly gnawing on tough jerky had made his mouth taste rather bland.
"So, how was it? Did you manage to find any ginseng?" Cao Yufei asked curiously.
Qi Yun smiled and then patted the backpack beside him, responding, "See for yourself."
Hearing this, Cao Yufei knew they must have gained something, and immediately took the backpack and opened it.
When he uncovered the wooden box and saw the ginseng inside, he couldn't help but suck in a cold breath, his eyes widening.
The nearby Huzi and Big Zhuzi also quickly leaned over, and when they saw the ginseng lying in the box, their mouths hung open wide enough to fit an egg.
"Fifty years old."
"Sixty years old."
"A hundred years old..."
After a good while, Cao Yufei smacked his lips and said, "Wow, you guys raided the ginseng lair!"
