"Ginseng? How many years?"
The attendant's eyes lit up instantly, and he bypassed the counter, saying: "Take it out and let me see!"
"See?"
Yin Cheng caught his breath by this time and spoke much more fluently: "If I show it to you, can you make the decision?"
"You old man, I can't make the decision, but can't I take a look?"
The attendant was annoyed: "Moreover, you say it's ginseng, so it's ginseng, huh? Shouldn't I verify whether it's ginseng, polygonum multiflorum, or just a big radish! If the thing you take out is not even ginseng, won't it be a hassle for our sir?"
This made Yin Cheng even angrier, and he directly cursed: "I've been practicing medicine for decades and have seen countless medicinal herbs, and it's not your place, you little brat, to doubt me!"
"Are you a doctor too?"
The attendant was momentarily surprised and then became very cautious: "If you're a doctor, why are you selling medicinal herbs?"
