Jiang Changhai didn’t wait to be asked, and directly took out the box containing the ginseng and opened it, "Take a look, it was just dug up yesterday afternoon."
The younger man gingerly took the box, holding it for the older man to inspect.
"Look at the roots and whiskers of this ginseng, and its color; it must be a century-old ginseng," the older man said after completing his inspection. He took a small scale from his bag, used for weighing herbs, and measured it.
"Changhai, this ginseng’s quality is very good, and it’s quite old. Given its weight, its market price is about one thousand five hundred yuan. What do you think of this price, can you accept it?" the man asked very politely after inspecting the ginseng.
Jiang Changhai was aware that ginseng was valuable, but he hadn’t expected such a small piece to fetch such a high price.
He felt pleasantly surprised, but still maintained a calm expression on his face, lightly chuckling and nodding, "Yes, I trust you are the experts."
Standing beside them, Su Wanyu also looked astonished at the other party, realizing the ginseng was indeed a century-old one.
If it sold for fifteen hundred, then their family would get five hundred yuan.
Wonderful, they were rich! This was equivalent to two years of Jiang Changhai’s salary.
"That’s good," the man said, and then took a thick wad of cash out of his pocket.
After counting out fifteen hundred yuan, he handed it to Jiang Changhai, "Changhai, check the amount, and if it’s all right, we’ll be going now."
They were in a hurry to get back, store the ginseng properly, and transport it to the Capital City; naturally, they couldn’t linger here too long.
Jiang Changhai took the money but didn’t count it again; instead, he placed it on the table beside him, "No need to count, I trust you."
Jiang Changhai’s trust satisfied the two men. The older man patted Jiang Changhai’s shoulder, "Haha, good, then we’ll be on our way, Changhai."
"Okay, you’re busy," Jiang Changhai and Su Wanyu politely saw the visitors out,
Once back inside, his previously calm and composed demeanor vanished instantly; he joyously looked at the stack of money and suddenly scooped Su Wanyu off her feet, happily spinning her around in the living room twice.
"Wife, we’re rich! Haha, five hundred yuan, earned in just one day, this is really some unexpected fortune," Jiang Changhai said excitedly.
He had earned over a thousand yuan at once in Haicheng before, but that had taken a month and had involved risking his life, which was completely different from making money by selling ginseng.
"Brother Hai, put me down, what would your daughter think if she saw us ?" Su Wanyu spoke up, even though her hands clung to Jiang Changhai’s neck, not letting go.
Just then, Jiang Mianmian walked out rubbing her eyes, pretending not to see her parents’ ’improper’ behavior.
Over the years, she had gotten used to her parents’ affection for each other.
She walked straight to the dining table and asked very casually, "Mom, what are we eating for breakfast today?"
Jiang Changhai quickly set Su Wanyu down, and she adjusted her clothes before rushing into the kitchen to start boiling water for noodles. The sauce was already prepared.
"Ahem, that, today we’re having noodles with sauce." Su Wanyu answered.
Jiang Changhai, holding the thick stack of money, flaunted it in front of Jiang Mianmian, "Daughter, see what this is?"
Because she had just woken up and her eyes weren’t fully open yet, Jiang Mianmian’s eyes suddenly widened, "Wow, dad, where did all this money come from?"