Chapter 491: Nearly a Ginseng Spirit (1)_1
After the excitement had subsided, and with the Black Cloud Leopard’s silent permission, Mo Yan carefully distinguished the ginseng plants spread over an area of about an acre. She found that most of these ginseng roots were relatively young, with the most common ones being around twenty to thirty years old. There were only about a hundred that were over a hundred years old, and a very few were over a century old, estimated to be two to three hundred years old.
What surprised Mo Yan was that ginseng of different ages was almost all growing together, as if they had been deliberately planted in clusters. She didn’t know that this was the result of the Black Cloud Leopard collecting ginseng seeds and planting them here. The reason why the high-aged ginseng was sparse was because the leopard had eaten them – it ate them partly to satisfy hunger, and partly to absorb the Spiritual Energy within them because even as a Spirit Beast, it could not live for hundreds of years without the nourishment of Spiritual Energy.
In the eyes of the peasants, even a twenty to thirty-year-old ginseng would be enough to allow them to sell and build a beautiful tiled house and lead a worry-free life for a few years. However, what Mo Yan lacked was not silver but a Thousand-year Ginseng that could save a life and help her beloved escape a fate of being slaughtered.
Unwilling to give up, Mo Yan searched again and finally found two of the oldest ginseng roots near the base of a large tree. Since she couldn’t see what was happening under the plant, she couldn’t estimate the precise age, but judging by the plant’s characteristics, it definitely wouldn’t be over five hundred years.
A ginseng over three hundred years old was already very good. If it were transplanted into the Space, it would only take two years to grow into a Thousand-year Ginseng. However, the Crown Prince who urgently needed the Thousand-year Ginseng would turn twenty-five in less than a year; he simply could not wait that long...
After pondering for a moment, Mo Yan couldn’t help but ask the ’Big Black Cat’ lounging beside her, "Do you have any older ginseng here? I really need it. Can you help me?"