At the thought of the girl's cooking skills, Yin Cheng couldn't help but swallow.
But he still managed to keep his composure, took a small knife and gently cut off four ginseng seeds, then signaled Yi Meng to come over.
Yi Meng quickly pulled out a handkerchief and walked up, holding it with both hands to receive the four ginseng seeds.
Yin Cheng then said, "You want two seeds, but I'm giving you four. The extra two aren't for free. If they indeed grow successfully, the old geezer and I want half. Is that alright?"
"Of course, that's fine."
Yi Meng had no objections.
She asked for two seeds just to increase the success rate a bit. Four seeds would be even better.
If they grew, it was only right to share them with the two doctors; otherwise, she probably wouldn't have linked the bitter red fruit to the ginseng.
Sighing at the thought, Yi Meng felt a twinge of melancholy.
