Zombie Bodyguard
Chapter 930 - 927: I Have a Basketful at Home

Chapter 930: Chapter 927: I Have a Basketful at Home

Lin Tian’s words stirred up a discussion among the crowd. They all knew that a thousand-year-old ginseng could prolong life, but they didn’t really know much else. All they knew were just legends, as no one had ever seen a thousand-year-old ginseng.

Li Wenrong sneered and said dismissively, "You talk so much like you’ve actually seen one."

His intent was to mock Lin Tian for boasting, but Lin Tian indeed hadn’t seen one. He frankly said, "That’s right, I’ve never seen a thousand-year-old ginseng, but I’m saying this to make a point. Ginseng over five hundred years old is more powerful than you think. It’s just as rare, so your ginseng cannot be over five hundred years old."

"Hmph, anyone can talk big without proof. Your mouth is your own, you can say it’s fake or real, it’s just a matter of lip service." Li Wenrong retorted mockingly.

"No, no, no," Lin Tian waved a finger, smiling, "I haven’t seen a thousand-year-old ginseng, but I’ve seen ginseng like the one in your hand."

"You say you’ve seen a five-hundred-year-old ginseng, that’s laughable. Who do you think you are? With your status, seeing a ten-year-old ginseng is already good enough." Li Wenrong said disdainfully.

Feeling oppressed for so long, Liu Weiyuan finally felt vindicated. Finally, someone was putting this arrogant Lin Tian in his place, and it was none other than the formidable Third Young Master Li.

"Grandfather, Lin Tian he..." Yun Xiaotian furrowed his brow and spoke worriedly.

Mr. Yun, however, waved his hand slightly and smiled, "No need to worry, Xiaotian. A mere Third Young Master Li is no match for Lin Tian. When it comes to intelligence, he’s far inferior to his elder brother."

Everyone in the room had their own thoughts as they watched Lin Tian and Li Wenrong argue.

Lin Tian remained calm and composed, lightly saying, "When did I ever say your ginseng is five hundred years old? I can tell you, your ginseng is at most a hundred years old. However, a hundred years is still quite good."

"A hundred years? What evidence do you have to claim it’s only a hundred years?" Li Wenrong demanded, unconvinced.

"I don’t have any evidence. However, my family has a whole basket of hundred-year-old ginseng, which looks quite similar to yours," Lin Tian said casually.

But his words stunned everyone present. A basket of hundred-year-old ginseng, do you think it’s common cabbage? The doctors secretly shook their heads, thinking this young man was speaking too recklessly. Even if you’re bragging, make it more believable.

Mr. Yun was also full of astonishment, his expression quite remarkable. Yun Haoyu commented with mixed feelings, "Dad, didn’t you say Lin Tian is reliable? But isn’t he boasting too much with those words?"

Actually, Yun Haoyu meant to say those words were too bold, but he rephrased it more politely.

Even Mr. Yun was puzzled, unsure as he said, "I think Lin Tian must have his own ideas." But he couldn’t quite convince himself with his own words.

A basket of hundred-year-old ginseng, Mr. Yun himself didn’t know how to justify it. The boast was just too grand.

Zi Yan found it quite amusing as she watched Lin Tian, somewhat gloating in her heart, thinking, "Little junior brother, let’s see how you handle this later."

"Hahaha..." Li Wenrong burst into laughter, taking a moment to remember he was at the Yun Family’s place. He held back his laughter and said, "Old Master, forgive my rudeness, but I’ve just heard the most ridiculous joke and couldn’t help myself."

After speaking, he turned to Lin Tian and continued, "You say your family has a basket of hundred-year-old ginseng? Did I hear you correctly?"

It was a rhetorical question, and Lin Tian didn’t answer him. Instead, Yun Xiaotian answered, "I can testify that Lin Tian isn’t lying. He does own a considerable amount of hundred-year-old ginseng. The last time I purchased herbs for my grandfather, I’d seen them."

"Not just hundred-year-old ginseng, but many rare and precious herbs from the market—Lin Tian has them. I saw this with my own eyes, and thanks to him, my grandfather’s medicine could be fully prepared," Yun Xiaotian said earnestly.

"Is it true?" The doctors whispered among themselves. A basket of hundred-year-old ginseng was just too exaggerated.

Lin Tian knew they wouldn’t believe him. Last time, he had transported a large batch of precious herbs from the Shrine in Japan. The hundred-year-old ginseng was only one of them. With the Sun Shadow Association’s resources, a bit of hundred-year-old ginseng was nothing; it just all ended up in Lin Tian’s hands.

He didn’t care whether others believed him or not. Facing the doctors, he said, "Obviously, Third Young Master Li doesn’t believe his ginseng is only a hundred years old. How about we find an expert to take a look on the spot?"

Hearing about finding an expert, Liao Ping straightened up, putting on an air of expertise, clearly wanting to make an impression in front of everyone and prove that he, an Imperial Physician’s descendant, was not just living off his reputation.

Lin Tian took Li Wenrong’s ginseng and walked toward Liao Ping. Seeing this, Liao Ping was about to stand up, but just as he rose halfway, Lin Tian suddenly smiled and turned to the other side, instead walking towards Du Zhong.

Liao Ping found himself in an awkward position, half-sitting and half-standing.

Hehe, you two scoundrel mentor and disciple insulted me, and you still expect me to do you a favor? No way. I’m no saint; I always get even. This is just a small revenge for you, Lin Tian thought to himself.

He approached Du Zhong and said loudly, "Doctor Du has been dealing with herbs for generations. When it comes to identifying herbs, Mr. Du is undoubtedly the best. I think it’s most reasonable for him to examine this ginseng."

His words were reasonable and well-founded, and everyone nodded in agreement. The only one dissatisfied was Liao Ping, who thought his own skill was second to none, certainly not behind his rival’s.

Du Zhong didn’t care about his feelings and took the ginseng to examine it carefully. After fiddling with it for a while, Du Zhong finally said, "Based on my observation, this ginseng is at most a hundred years old."

This conclusion darkened Li Wenrong’s face. Having the ginseng in his hand reduced from five hundred years to a hundred years was secondary; the main issue was the public humiliation. Not only had he lost his face, but the reputation of the Li Family was also tainted.

If word got out, the Li Family and he would become a topic of gossip for a long time.

"Doctor Du, maybe you made a mistake..." Li Wenrong still clung to a glimmer of hope.

However, Jiang Xiu Ying unexpectedly spoke up. She said coldly, "Last time, a ginseng farmer discovered a five-hundred-year-old ginseng by accident in Changbai Mountain. The state bought it at a high price, and I’ve seen that ginseng a few times. It’s very different from this one. Fake is fake; don’t waste everyone’s time with nonsense."

Her words were blunt. Jiang Xiu Ying addressed Mr. Yun directly by name, and she was straightforward. With a young member of the Li Family, there was no need for politeness.

Since Jiang Xiu Ying had spoken, it was an undeniable fact that the ginseng was not over five hundred years old. Now, Li Wenrong’s face was truly dark. In front of all the famous doctors and the old master, he had presented a valuable gift, only for it to turn out to be a counterfeit. And it was revealed by Lin Tian both times.