Transmigration: From Dragon Princess To Pampered Granddaughter
Chapter 342 - 343: Hundred-Year-Old Ginseng 1

Chapter 342: Chapter 343: Hundred-Year-Old Ginseng 1

Upon looking, she saw the object the monkey had been hiding. She was a bit disappointed and said, "It’s just a white radish..."

On hearing this, Chen Jianjun glanced, his expression suddenly turning serious.

The object in the monkey’s arms didn’t resemble a radish, but a ginseng!

However, this ginseng was too big. Also, the light was dim, making him unsure. Thus, he approached and said to the monkey, "Let me see what you have there."

The monkey, agile, dodged and ran straight to the elderly couple’s room, with nimble movements.

Chen Jianjun was about to catch up, but Dabai blocked his path, showing his fangs and growling as a warning.

His eyes instantly turned sharp, making a swift adjustment into a combat stance.

Zhou Zhaodi saw the tense standoff and explained laughingly, "All of Uncle Monkey’s items are given to Guibao. Dabai doesn’t let anyone else touch them."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jianjun understood that Dabai was safeguarding Guibao’s gifts, and thus he pulled back from his combative stance.

At that moment, the monkey had already jumped into the Great Demon King’s room, hopping around the bed, chattering in excitement.

The elderly couple, already light sleepers, opened their eyes at the noise. Seeing the figure hopping around the bed and the familiar chattering, they instantly guessed it was the monkey.

Ma Xiulian sat up and switched on the light, first checking on Guibao sleeping next to her, then said to the monkey in a hushed voice, "Shush, don’t make noise, Guibao is sleeping. Don’t wake her up."

Although she was awoken, she wasn’t angry since it wasn’t the first time the monkey had come in the middle of the night.

The intelligent monkey nodded and stopped chattering, then took out the item from its bosom, and approached the old couple with it in both hands.

"Strange, how could it be growing radishes at this time of the year?"

Ma Xiulian and Chen Dazhu mistook the ginseng as a white radish, wearing puzzled expressions.

In the living room, Zhou Zhaodi, seeing that Uncle Monkey had brought just a big white radish, immediately lost interest, yawned, pulled his clothes closer, and turned to return to his room to sleep.

Meanwhile, Chen Jianjun walked briskly toward his parents’ room. He walked in, just in time to see the ginseng held high by the monkey. After an initial moment of confusion, he then swiftly shut the door.

However, a large white shadow managed to swiftly rush into the room through the narrow opening.

Dabai, swaying his thick body, walked over to the monkey and affectionately leaned towards it, rubbing it with his nose.

The monkey patted its head.

Dabai gently whined.

Chen Jianjun approached the bed. After closely examining the "radish" for a while, he whispered, "Dad, Mom, this isn’t a radish. It’s ginseng!"

Ginseng?!

The old couple were instantly shocked, their mouths wide open. Even as country bumpkins, they knew ginseng was an expensive and valuable item, something that landlords used to spend a fortune to buy.

It was said that if someone nearly dying drank ginseng soup, they could survive several more years.

Chen Dazhu picked up his tobacco pipe to calm his nerves. But as his eyes met his granddaughter sleeping outside, his movement stiffened.

Putting down the match in his hand, he merely held the pipe in his mouth, his dark face carrying an air of gravity.

Chen Jianjun carefully commented, "The quality of this ginseng seems quite good, and it’s so big. It’s at least decades old."