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Chapter 7

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This was a bullet comment in purple font.

The sender's ID was "Young Master Yun."

Among the myriad white comments, it stood out conspicuously.

The appearance of this comment.

Was like a small bomb exploding directly within this live stream of over ten thousand people.

"Dongxue Clinic" was also stunned, first typing out several question marks:

【???】

Then:

【@Young Master Yun, may I ask, do you know your goods better than I, who run a clinic?】

The other viewers, seeing that a good show was about to ignite.

All waited to watch the spectacle.

Unexpectedly, that "Young Master Yun" replied directly with one sentence:

【@Dongxue Clinic, do the four words 'Linhai Xuetang' suffice?】

Once these words were spoken.

That "Dongxue Clinic" was directly dumbfounded.

What's more, the other viewers in the live stream instantly boiled over with excitement!

Linhai Xuetang!

These four words, needless to say for industry insiders.

Even for ordinary people, it was a title they had heard of before!

Linhai Xuetang, located in the Northeast.

Was the foremost ginseng producer in the country.

For a hundred years, their ancestors had been a ginseng family.

In the new era, relying on the century-old traditional advantages of the family, they forcefully entered the ginseng market.

In both domestic and international ginseng markets, they were a major player renowned for both reputation and quality!

And this "Young Master Yun."

Since he revealed his family background and was named "Young Master Yun."

Could he not be Lin Yun, the third son of Old Master Chen of Linhai Xuetang?

Lin Yun, it was said, was the designated future successor of Linhai Xuetang.

If this were truly the case.

Then today, what an immense honor for this live stream!

To actually have Young Master Yun of Linhai Xuetang grace them with his presence!

【So, it is Young Master Yun of Linhai Xuetang; I failed to recognize Mount Tai, my apologies, my apologies】

Dongxue Clinic was also sweating with shame.

【My eyes are poor; I can only judge that this is a wild ginseng root; beyond that, I must rely on Young Master Yun's discernment】

【@Young Master Yun, you say this is the Ginseng King; how much would it cost?】

【@Young Master Yun, could your honorable presence here be solely to catch a glimpse of this Ginseng King?】

【Haha, I never expected such good luck today, to actually share a live stream with the young master of Linhai Xuetang; what an honor, what an honor~】

That Young Master Yun sent another bullet comment:

【I can make a judgment based on commercial experience】

【I have seen countless wild ginseng roots, but indeed, this is the first time I have seen one with this shape and size】

【At least by comparison with similar types, this is the one with the most complex tendrils and the largest main body diameter I have ever encountered】

【Although the age of the ginseng is not necessarily linked to its size, this is indeed one of the most common bases for judging its age; therefore, from this point alone, one can judge that its vintage is at least over a hundred years】

【Last year, a hundred-year-old wild Ginseng King with a fresh weight of 85 grams was auctioned in Changbai Mountain, Jilin Province, for 860,000; this root is definitely far more precious than that one; you can think about it yourselves】

After speaking, Young Master Yun did not wait for the other viewers to react but directly addressed the streamer.

【Streamer, I have already sent you a private message in the backend】

【I want to buy this ginseng root of yours; everything is negotiable; surely you can trust the strength of our Linhai Xuetang; regarding the price, I will certainly make you satis—】

"Crack!"

A crisp sound came from the live stream footage.

In the footage.

This streamer.

Was holding a book in one hand, reading it.

With the other hand, casually picked up that ginseng root from the table.

Brought the ginseng to his mouth.

Crack, took a bite.

This single bite directly left the nearly fifteen thousand viewers currently in the live stream completely dumbfounded.

That Young Master Yun was also stunned.

Bit, took a bite?

Directly.

Directly!

Directly!

Just like that!!

Took a bite?!!

He brought out a ginseng root, and all for this—to eat it like a cucumber?!

I'm speechless...

Thousands of kilometers away in Northeast China, Young Master Yun, who had been sending bullet comments on his phone, slipped his hand, nearly dropping the device!

The assistant staff beside him was also left utterly dumbfounded...

Young Master Yun suddenly stood up and began patting himself down.

The assistant nearby hurriedly handed him a bottle of heart-saving pills...

In Brother Shiguang's livestream room.

After that previous crack.

Now, another crack.

The streamer took another bite...

Another bite...

A bite...

Perhaps because this wild mountain ginseng king was indeed a bit tough to chew, or for some other reason.

On screen, the streamer chewed in his mouth, occasionally spitting out skins or parts he couldn't break down.

Just like that, eating while spitting out bits now and then...

In Brother Shiguang's livestream room.

It suddenly grew very quiet.

No more bullet comments.

On screen, the instant noodles were ready.

The streamer picked up the plate covering the bowl and stirred a few times with chopsticks.

Then, he simply plucked off all the rootlets from the ginseng in his hand, as if plucking feathers from a chicken, and tossed them into the trash can.

Then, with a crisp snap, he broke the main body of the remaining ginseng into two pieces.

He threw it directly into the bowl of instant noodles.

Then, he began to eat...

His movements made it seem as though what he tossed in wasn't a century-old ginseng king at all, but a crispy sausage...

When the streamer started eating.

Brother Shiguang's livestream room.

The number of viewers online.

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