A blade of grass appeared before him. Had it been any other person, they would have likely overlooked it, but Lin Xiao Tian immediately noticed its peculiar nature.
This was no ordinary grass; it was a leaf of a wild ginseng!
Moreover, judging by the way the leaves were growing, the age of this wild ginseng was clearly greater than the one he held in his hand.
This made Lin Xiao Tian’s heart swell with surprise. After all, the wild ginseng he possessed was already three hundred years old, and this one before him was even older?
With this thought, Lin Xiao Tian carefully began to dig away the surrounding soil. He was eager to see just how old this wild ginseng was.
One!
Two!
Three!
Lin Xiao Tian silently counted the number of "lu tou" (roots) that appeared, each representing one year of age.
Three hundred!
Four hundred!
By the time he reached nine hundred and ninety-nine, Lin Xiao Tian was too tense to speak.
Finally, as the last "lu tou" appeared, Lin Xiao Tian was utterly astonished.
A thousand-year-old wild ginseng!
This was something that could not be measured by money, let alone seen at an auction. It was practically unheard of in history.
This kind of aged ginseng was beyond monetary valuation.
Lin Xiao Tian carefully wrapped the two ginseng roots with the Hui Chun grass. He then glanced around, ensuring no one was watching, before leaving with a sense of relief.
A few minutes later, Lin Xiao Tian returned to the house.
Once in his room, Lin Xiao Tian eagerly took out the two wild ginseng roots.
Now, with a three-hundred-year-old ginseng and a thousand-year-old ginseng, he was sure to make a fortune if he sold them.
However, after careful consideration, Lin Xiao Tian ultimately decided to keep the thousand-year-old ginseng.
Firstly, the thousand-year-old ginseng was too precious, and it would be difficult to find a suitable price for it in the market. Lin Xiao Tian feared he would be shortchanged if he put it up for sale.
Secondly, holding such a valuable item, Lin Xiao Tian also feared attracting unwanted attention. After all, while there were precedents for hundred-year-old ginseng, thousand-year-old ginseng was almost exclusively confined to mythology in historical records.
With his decision made, Lin Xiao Tian called Liang Xu.
“Hello, Uncle Xu? Could you help me book an auction house? I have something to auction.”
“Certainly!” Liang Xu replied affirmatively over the phone. “However, how much do you estimate this item is worth? Auction houses are tiered. If your item is particularly valuable, we should choose a higher-tier auction house for better security!”
“I don’t know its exact value, but it is indeed very precious,” Lin Xiao Tian replied.
“What is it?”
“A three-hundred-year-old wild ginseng.”
“What?”
Liang Xu on the other end was stunned for a few seconds, clearly disbelieving his ears. It wasn't until Lin Xiao Tian repeated himself that he fully registered the information.
“I understand. There’s an international auction coming up in a few days; I’ll book you a spot for that one,” Liang Xu said seriously.
“Also, Xiao Tian, I must remind you, with such a valuable item, be sure to keep it quiet.”
“Haha, Uncle Xu, I understand.”
Liang Xu, still uneasy, gave Lin Xiao Tian a few more warnings before hanging up.
After the call, Liang Xu immediately went out to make arrangements for the auction on Lin Xiao Tian’s behalf.
Meanwhile, Lin Xiao Tian was not idle. After hanging up, he took out the Hui Chun grass he had gathered that morning to dry, and then prepared to return to refining the Gu Yuan Pills.
“Xiao Tian, why are you drying wild grass?” Qin Yu Xiang, who was tidying the room, saw Lin Xiao Tian fussing over a pile of weeds and was somewhat surprised.
“Sister Yu Xiang, this is no ordinary weed; it’s something that can make money!” Lin Xiao Tian explained.
“Really? Haha, then I must see!” Qin Yu Xiang’s curiosity was instantly piqued, and she scurried out the door.
If it were anyone else, they might have doubted Lin Xiao Tian’s words, but Qin Yu Xiang showed no hesitation.
Seeing Qin Yu Xiang circling the pile of Hui Chun grass like a curious child, Lin Xiao Tian couldn’t help but smile.
“What are you laughing at?” Qin Yu Xiang immediately noticed Lin Xiao Tian’s smile.
“Nothing! I wasn’t laughing!”
“Nonsense, I clearly saw you. Are you trying to fool me? Tell me, what are you really laughing at? Are you laughing at me?” Qin Yu Xiang said, then trotted back towards Lin Xiao Tian.
“Really, I wasn’t. How could I dare to laugh at you?” Lin Xiao Tian spread his hands.
He had simply found Qin Yu Xiang’s demeanor very endearing and smiled instinctively. He hadn't expected her to notice his expression while she was examining the Hui Chun grass.
“Hmph! You know better!” Qin Yu Xiang stuck out her tongue at Lin Xiao Tian.
After arranging the Hui Chun grass, Lin Xiao Tian returned to continue refining the Gu Yuan Pills.
Currently, Gu Yuan Pills were the most profitable product for him, aside from selling fish.
Moreover, while the fish market had peak and off-seasons, the market for Gu Yuan Pills did not.
He wondered what price Fang Wen Hua would manage to sell this batch of medicine for.
However, these were not things Lin Xiao Tian needed to worry about. Fang Wen Hua was a businessman, far more shrewd than Lin Xiao Tian in such matters.
In the following time, Lin Xiao Tian focused on refining Gu Yuan Pills. His plan for the day was to dedicate himself entirely to alchemy.
However, his current cultivation level was insufficient, leading to a low refining efficiency. He could only successfully refine five to six pills per hour on average.
If he could increase his cultivation, his efficiency would significantly improve.
Time passed as he refined pills.
During this period, apart from meals, Lin Xiao Tian spent almost all his time making pills.
It wasn't until dusk that Lin Xiao Tian stopped his work.
“Fifty pieces!”
Lin Xiao Tian counted the Gu Yuan Pills in the bottle. While the number wasn't large, it was still a productive output.
He carefully put away the bottle and took a good bath, as he was covered in the scent of medicinal herbs from a day of alchemy.
As he walked towards the bathroom, someone suddenly fell towards him.
Lin Xiao Tian reacted quickly, catching the person steadily.
He felt softness in his arms and a pleasant fragrance filled his nostrils. Lin Xiao Tian’s mind went blank as he took in the scene before him.
He was holding Qin Yu Xiang around her waist, and she was wrapped only in a thin towel, her ample cleavage making his heart race.
“Bad guy, when are you going to let me go?” Qin Yu Xiang pouted.
Lin Xiao Tian’s old face blushed, and he suddenly came to his senses, helping Qin Yu Xiang stand up straight.
“Sister Yu Xiang, I’m going to take a bath,” Lin Xiao Tian said, his face flushed, and he hurried into the bathroom.
Watching Lin Xiao Tian make a quick escape, Qin Yu Xiang couldn't help but chuckle.
In the bathroom, Lin Xiao Tian turned on the faucet and filled a basin with water, then poured it over his head.
Due to the rudimentary conditions in the countryside, not many households had showers, and most people bathed like Lin Xiao Tian. It was particularly inconvenient in winter.
However, Lin Xiao Tian was accustomed to this.
When he was almost done washing, Lin Xiao Tian reached for the towel nearby, intending to dry his face.
But as he was wiping his face halfway, he suddenly felt something was amiss. Why was the towel today so soft and of such good quality?
Lin Xiao Tian curiously unfolded the towel and was stunned by what he saw.
Inside the towel, a black bra was wrapped…