"Are you certain that those few acres of ginseng fields were newly planted? You've been going back and forth for several days now, and haven't even seen a shadow of the other party?" Xu Lan Ya could no longer recall how many times this had been her visit to the medicinal herb garden in the Spiritual Fruit Garden to check on the growth of the ginseng.
Xu Lan Ya's daily visits were not for her own few acres of garden ginseng, but rather the newly cultivated ginseng field next to hers, which had been emitting a rich ginseng fragrance from the beginning of its planting.
When Ye Heng first discovered those two acres of ginseng fields, it was because he had seen the neighboring land being tilled the day before, and the next day when he returned, the surface had unexpectedly sprouted purple ginseng shoots, and the person who planted them was nowhere to be seen.
