After staying at the airport for a while, Ye Huang and his group were picked up by Gao Meng and rushed to the Gao family mansion.

Compared with Yanjing, in places like Shanghai where housing prices are high, even the King of Hell cannot afford it, the housing prices in Shuangyashan are affordable. As a famous entrepreneur in Shuangyashan, Gao Meng built a villa directly encircled half of the mountain, although it was not as impressive as the Ye family mansion.

But it is already very good in a small place like Shuangya Mountain.

Seeing the entire villa standing halfway up the mountain, Ye Huang finally understood why Gao Hu was not surprised to see the Ye family's big house in Yanjing.

"Come in, a small place, you're laughing at it."

Getting out of the car, Gao Meng said to the Ye Huang and the others behind him with a smile.

"Uncle Gao, even if you are in Yanjing, you may not have some of the property worth billions. If you want to tell jokes, we will probably be laughed at."

"Haha, the land prices in different places are different, and this land doesn't cost much. There is no one living in this house. I am usually busy outside, and Hu Zi is in college in Yucheng. There are only a few servants here, and he is very cold-hearted."

When it comes to the cold love at home, Gao Meng couldn't help feeling a little sad. He just called Hu Zi's mother two days ago. He thought that the latter could come back for the New Year, but he didn't expect that there was something there and couldn't let go.

I think I have been busy with business over the years, and the family has not been very lively after divorce from Gao Hu's mother.

This time, Emperor Ye and his son came back with their girlfriends, which was one of the rare times.

Gao Meng's words immediately made Gao Hu, who was originally smiling, feel a little lost.

Gao Hu knew very well why the family was cold and affectionate, and Ye Huang and others also had a general understanding of the affairs of the Gao family, so it was hard to say anything at this time.

"Let's go, hurry up and go into the house. It's okay to stay outside for a while. After a long time, it's really unbearable."

Knowing that he said something cold, Gao Meng squeezed out a smile and hurriedly called everyone into the room.

After a group of people entered the house, Gao Meng ordered the servant to pick up the several flying dragons he had specially asked to come into the mountain to buy, and he took two bottles of medicinal wine made from the wine cabinet, which was soaked with Northeast Laoshan Ginseng.

"Authentic Northeast Old Mountain Ginseng Medicinal Wine, Uncle Gao, I'm afraid the ginseng of this mountain ginseng will be in fifty or sixty years, right?"

"Haha, I have a lot of eyesight. The ginseng in these two bottles of wine was bought from an old ginseng farmer when I was young. Now, it's less than a few million, so I probably can't get it."

Speaking of these ginsengs, Gao Meng smiled on his face.

"Uncle Gao is really lucky. A hundred-year-old ginseng is considered the best, and a fifty-year-old ginseng is also considered the best. If you can have two plants at once, your luck is really good."

"Haha, it should be said that the old ginseng farmer is lucky. He came out of the mountain and had a hundred-year-old ginseng plant in his hand, three or fifty years old. Some people may not be able to dig it in their entire lives. Do you think this person is against the will of heaven?"

"It's so amazing." Emperor Ye nodded.

"Isn't ginseng all a thousand years old? What's so strange about fifty years or one hundred years?"

Although Gao Hu is from Northeast China, he grew up in the city and is not clear about these things.

"You believe that others are talking nonsense. Thousand-year-old ginseng is made up in books. If there are really, it is probably only one or two. It is good to be able to live for decades. Thousand-year-old ginseng is a rare thing. Thousand-year-old ginseng is a rare thing. Thousand-year-old ginseng can really come up with it."

Gao Meng directly scolded him after his son said this.

"Your father is right. The thousand-year-old ginseng mentioned on the market are all deceitful things. The tallest ginseng in our country is only more than 500 years old. Generally, it will die naturally after a few decades of growth. A hundred years of age is considered a treasure."

Ye Huang also has a little understanding of ginseng.

Although there has been a saying that ginseng has been passed down since ancient times, it is actually more suspected of being fabricated.

If the terrain and Feng Shui are not good enough to reach a certain level, it will be difficult to produce something like the King of Ginseng.

It is amazing to have a hundred years of life.

The wild ginseng that has been in just a hundred years is worth millions or even tens of millions in the world, and it is hard to find.

"Don't that say that most of the century-old ginseng sold on the market outside are fake?" Cao Xuewu, who was thinking of bringing some ginseng back to his parents in the Northeast, asked in surprise.

"Most ordinary ginseng that have been in five or six years are real, because it is not expensive, and even if it is fake, there is no profit to make. However, if someone says ginseng is over fifty years old, you need to be careful."

"It's not the past, and the Northeast is not the Great Northern Wilderness anymore. It is impossible for rare things like wild ginseng to be sold all over the streets." Gao Meng, who has been developing in the Northeast, is still very clear about some local things.

Ginseng has been very quarrels these years. As a businessman, he naturally wanted to make money from it. However, after some investigation, he found that it was filled with too many dark stories. Gao Meng, who was unwilling to make money indiscriminately, finally chose to withdraw.

"Xuewu, do you want to buy ginseng?"

When Gao Hu saw his girlfriend ask this, he could basically guess what the other person was thinking when he looked at her expression.

"Well! Dad was in a bad state. He was going to bring some ginseng back for him, but now it seems he is going to waste." As he said, Cao Xuewu was a little disappointed.

It is said that the Northeast is a place where treasures are everywhere, which is too different from what you think.

"Haha, so that's the case. Xuewu, you don't have to worry about this. Decades of wild ginseng for hundreds of years are all for life-saving purposes. For health preservation, it's only five or six years. This matter is covered by uncle. If you can't get ginseng for hundreds of years, it's still hard for me if you have decades."

"Dad, is it true? You won't brag again, are you?"

Gao Hu didn't believe it very much. He just said that the wild ginseng is pitiful, so why did he just turn around and make a promise?

"Get out, little brat, dare to doubt your father's ability! Your father is not a big shot in the three northeastern provinces, but it's not easy to get some ginseng. Don't worry, this time, not only Xuewu, Ye Huang, and Wu Cha, I will stuff you some good things when I leave. I guess you won't use the marten stuff, ginseng and deer antler, I'll get some for you, and it's also a gift for you during the Chinese New Year."

It’s not because Gao Meng dares to say this that he exaggerates.

As a famous entrepreneur in Shuangyashan, he has many gifts every year.

I used to need to send Maotai and Jiannanchun, but now I emphasize health preservation, ginseng and antler, which was not very popular in the past, has become harder in recent years.

In recent years, he has asked people to go to Changbai Mountain and the depths of the Little Xing'an Mountains to find some old ginseng farmers to purchase some of these things.
Chapter completed!