Chapter 136

“It’s just crazy.”

Tang Feng looked at the group of fans clamoring to get in outside and couldn’t help but remark.

“I’ve gotten used to it,” Mao Anyi said with a wry smile. This is what public figures have to face every day, absolutely no privacy.

“Thank you, otherwise I really wouldn’t have gotten away today,” Tang Feng sincerely thanked her, even though he could have left smoothly without Mao Anyi’s help.

But since she did offer help, he had to accept the favor.

“It was nothing.” Mao Anyi smiled, glanced outside, and said, “I’m fine now, I can go.”

“I’ll go with you to the back yard to get your car, just in case there are fans at the back door too?” Tang Feng began to feel a sense of duty as a bodyguard.

“Well… okay.”

Mao Anyi didn’t refuse again and followed him through the hall to the backyard.

The backyard of the Zhonghai Clubhouse was very large, and the landscaping was done very well.

As soon as they stepped outside, they saw an expanse of lush greenery and small bridges over flowing water that lifted one’s spirits.

“What a beautiful view,” Tang Feng couldn’t help but praise.

“Yes, it’s because I love the scenery here that I come here often,” Mao Anyi’s face also showed a hint of a smile.

In the yard, there were also flowers of all colors which were pleasing to the eye.

Mao Anyi walked into the flower beds and gently sniffed the flowers.

This scene was simply too beautiful.

Tang Feng subconsciously took out his phone and captured the moment.

“Ah, are you secretly taking pictures of me?” Mao Anyi immediately caught him in the act.

“How can the actions of an artist be called ‘secretly taking pictures’?” Tang Feng said confidently.

“Let me see, did you make me look ugly?” Mao Anyi teased, wanting to see his phone.

Tang Feng, on the other hand, slipped the phone into his pocket, “Don’t worry, a beauty like you, it’s hard to take an ugly picture of you.”

Upon hearing this, Mao Anyi immediately pursed her lips and laughed.

She was even more beautiful than the flowers in the flower bed.

Tang Feng was momentarily captivated by her.

“What… are you looking at?” Mao Anyi noticed his strange gaze and immediately became coquettish.

“Uh… I’m looking at the flowers, see how beautiful these flowers are?” Tang Feng hastily changed the subject.

“Looking at the flowers? Then do you know what these flowers are?” Mao Anyi deliberately teased him, asking a question that most men could not answer.

Tang Feng typically didn’t pay much attention to flowers and thought, aside from their different colors, there wasn’t much distinction between them.

But since she had asked, of course, he couldn’t show weakness.

He immediately activated the scanning system.

The names of the flowers, along with detailed information, all listed in front of him.

“This is a rose, this is an orchid, this is a pomegranate flower…”

Mao Anyi listened as he rattled off these flowers’ names, her mouth agape.

Normally, men’s knowledge of flowers probably only covered a few varieties like roses and chrysanthemums, right?

For Tang Feng to be able to name all the flowers was simply an anomaly.

Even some flowers, ones she, who prided herself on her knowledge of flowers, had never heard of before.

“How… how do you know so much?” she couldn’t help but ask, curious.

“Because…”

Tang Feng was about to answer when his expression suddenly changed.

The system had scanned for new information.

“Name: Wild Ginseng

Age: Thirty Years

Value: Five Million

Benefits…”

When he noticed this information, he was stunned.

No way?

He was just accompanying a beauty to look at flowers, and he stumbled upon a treasure?

There was no time to think, he hurriedly walked over and pushed aside the flowers.

Then he saw a plant with green leaves, featuring six compound leaves, which was indeed a thirty-year-old wild ginseng.

The compound leaves of wild ginseng consist of five leaflets, commonly known as the palm.

Normally, wild ginseng needs at least two years to grow a compound leaf.

It takes between five to eight years to grow the second leaf.

As the ginseng ages, it eventually grows six compound leaves, also known as six-finger leaves.

The wild ginseng in front of him had six compound leaves, truly a ginseng treasure.

“What are you looking at?” Mao Anyi, seeing him intently staring into the flower bed, became curious.

“Can you help me get some digging tools from the clubhouse?” Tang Feng turned to her and asked.

“You’re not thinking of transplanting a few flowers, are you?” Mao Anyi immediately felt amused.

“It’s too complicated to explain in one or two sentences, just do as I say,” Tang Feng didn’t explain clearly, not because he didn’t trust her, but for fear of attracting the clubhouse’s attention.

Mao Anyi didn’t say more and went to borrow a pile of tools from the clubhouse.

The clubhouse staff originally wanted to help but was refused by her.

Although she didn’t know what Tang Feng was up to, he probably didn’t want others to interfere.

Tang Feng took a small hoe from her and began to carefully clear the plants around the wild ginseng.

Although the system had instructions on how to dig up wild ginseng.

Theory was one thing, and practice another.

He had to be careful, as severing the root would be a significant loss.

The sun was already leaning westward, but the temperature was still high.

Mao Anyi saw him drenched in sweat from digging, used her body to block the sun for him, and occasionally took out tissues to wipe his sweat.

It took over half an hour to dig up the wild ginseng.

Not a single root was broken; it was perfectly intact.

It looked like a small carrot, with irregularly-shaped roots spreading out to the sides.

When Mao Anyi saw the whole wild ginseng, she was so shocked that her mouth hung wide open, “This… is this ginseng?”

“To be precise, it’s wild ginseng,” Tang Feng corrected her.

Nowadays, a lot of ginseng is cultivated artificially, but the efficacy is nothing compared to wild ginseng.

In recent years, due to people’s indiscriminate digging, wild ginseng has become increasingly rare.

Forget thirty years old, even finding a ten-year-old one isn’t easy.

“Wild ginseng?” Mao Anyi’s eyes suddenly lit up, and she asked hurriedly, “How old is this wild ginseng?”

Tang Feng held up three fingers, “Thirty years.”

“Thirty-year-old wild ginseng?”

Mao Anyi was both shocked and delighted, grabbing his hand in a hurry, “Tang Feng, we’re saved.”