After finishing speaking, the shopkeeper slowly opened the wooden box.
Underneath the box was a yellow silk cloth, and on the cloth lay a r****h that was 80 centimeters long.
However, the roots on top of the r****h were very long and exceptionally robust.
Moreover, the r****h was blood-red in color.
Ordinary ginseng and mountain ginseng are both white, and this r****h clearly wasn't ginseng.
Norman Austin sighed in his heart. This was blood ginseng, and judging by its size, it was at least a hundred years old!
If it was brought into the field of traditional medicine, it would cause a great stir.
Debby Milton looked at Rod Austin with disdain again. This good-for-nothing could never change his ways; he was still so naive after being cheated a few times.
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