The Female Supporting Character in Quick Transmigration is Making a Comeback

"Yes, we've received at least several hundred, if not ten thousand, calls these days. We've examined all sorts of ginseng, but none of them meet the doctor's requirements. We've even sent people to look for ginseng from overseas, but we haven't found any yet."

The speaker had white hair and a cigarette between his fingers.

After saying this, he crushed the remaining cigarette into the ashtray: "Damn it, if I find out who did this, I'll send these little bastards to their doom."

The man with a mole on his eyebrow comforted him, "Old Zhao, don't be irritable. I think the leader will recover soon."

An elderly man with a scar on his face said, "Man proposes, God disposes. The leader was just passing by and doesn't know why things turned out this way."

"If the leader doesn't wake up, I don't know if those people can hold on."

In the end, the three of them unanimously decided to follow the shortlist and have these people bring ginseng for an on-site "interview," which included Luo Xian'er.

Luo Xian'er received a message asking her to bring ginseng to a certain location, which was to be completed in a day. The address seemed unfamiliar, and even the original owner of this body, a native of H City, did not know this place.

That's interesting. They're being so secretive; I wonder who's trying to buy the ginseng.

On this day, Luo Xian'er searched for a mountain peak, wandered around, and when she came down the mountain, she took out the ginseng and put it in a black plastic bag.

In this world rife with surveillance, it's best to be careful. If they ask, just say you found it in the mountains of H City.

In earlier years, H City was a famous medicinal herb growing area. However, in order to develop industry, these medicinal herb fields were abandoned. Later, with large-scale development, it gradually became the H City we know today.

Therefore, it is reasonable to find ginseng in the mountains of H City.

The appointed day arrived on time. The first thing Luo Xian'er did after getting up was to weigh herself again. The scale clearly showed 120 jin (60 catties).

She is 165 cm tall and weighs 120 kg. She looks well-proportioned and has some curves, neither fat nor thin. If she wants to reach her perfect weight, she should lose about 10 catties more.

I just grabbed a black dress and put it on. It used to be a tight dress, but now it looked like a sack. This won't do. I'll go to the store and buy a new one.

Luo Xian'er went downstairs. At the entrance of the urban village, there was a small clothing store. She immediately spotted a simple black dress that she was wearing, which was probably a size L.

Coming out of the fitting room, she thought it looked pretty good, much better than the one she wore at home.

The shop assistant asked for over 300 yuan for the dress, but Luo Xian'er directly said 150 yuan. If the shop assistant didn't agree, she planned to just wear the one she had at home, even if it was a little ugly.

The shop assistant was also perceptive; they couldn't let the first order of the day slip away, so they didn't haggle further.

Luo Xian'er took a taxi to the address in the information, which looked like an abandoned factory area, surrounded by weeds.

There were several burly men in black standing guard at the entrance of the factory area, which didn't look like a good place.

Just as she was about to head home, a few groups of people, all of them quite old, came over, each carrying a different kind of box.

Upon seeing her, someone even asked, "Young lady, are you also bringing ginseng for people to see?"

"Yes!" Luo Xian'er replied, feigning shyness.

"Young lady, are you carrying a plastic bag filled with ginseng? Or are you just making up the numbers with radishes you've pulled up?"

"These are wild ginsengs, and the boxes they're in are family heirlooms; we're afraid they'll get damaged."

"Young lady, I think you should go home as soon as possible, lest you be laughed at for showing it off."

Luo Xian'er thought these people were too arrogant. Were they taking advantage of her youth?

Does being older necessarily mean your ginseng is of better quality?

She didn't want to argue with these people for the time being, so she lied: "My grandfather was supposed to come today, but his old ailment flared up before he left, so he called me instead!"

"So it's a family heirloom! I knew it! What little girl would have a century-old ginseng?"

At that moment, the factory gate opened from the inside, and a tall man with a buzz cut and sharp eyes walked out.

He announced loudly, "Everyone, please line up. Electronic devices are not allowed inside. We have prepared small lockers here where you can put your personal belongings."

"They're making it sound pretty serious," muttered one of the people in line.

After verifying their identities, the tall man led them inside.

Just a door away, the inside and outside are like two different worlds. The outside looks dilapidated, and the interior is not necessarily luxurious. The environment can be summed up in four words: clean and tidy.

The man led them to a lounge, gave them number tags, and said he would call their numbers later.

Luo Xian'er silently took her number and sat down quietly in the chair. She guessed that the people here must be from some military unit.

The way the man standing guard at the gate and the man who led them in stood and walked was like that of a soldier.

Everyone received their number plates and checked their numbers. Luo Xian'er was the last one, number 8, which was considered a lucky number.

People who were resting gradually went out, but no one came back after they left, so they must have left early.

When it was Luo Xian'er's turn, the man from before led her to a door without any sign.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door, and a voice from inside said, "Come in!"

Luo Xian'er opened the door and went in. The room was less than 20 square meters. There was a table in front of her, and an old man in black was sitting at the table, along with two men in white coats and masks.

The old man in black said in a deep voice, "Young lady, you can take out your ginseng and put it on the table."

Luo Xian'er placed the black plastic bag on the table, and the three people's eyes showed some disappointment.

She took the ginseng out of the plastic bag and threw it on the table, scattering mud in front of them.

With a creak, the man in the white coat in the middle excitedly pushed back his chair and strode towards her, staring at the ginseng with fascination, exclaiming repeatedly, "My God, this ginseng is so perfect! The roots, the body, there's nothing better than this!"

The old man in black couldn't contain his excitement: "Dr. Liu, does this ginseng meet the requirements?"

Without turning his head or even glancing at him, Dr. Liu kept his eyes fixed on him: "Old Li, if this one doesn't meet the requirements, then there will never be a ginseng in the world that does."

Old Li slapped his thigh: "Excellent, wonderful, absolutely wonderful!"

He looked up at Luo Xian'er, his eyes scrutinizing her, his tone demanding: "Little girl, where did you get this ginseng? It's still covered in dirt. As far as I know, a hundred-year-old wild ginseng shouldn't be found here."

Even if a ginseng is over a hundred years old, it would be found deep in the mountains and forests. The fact that they saw the ginseng photo a day earlier indicates that the ginseng was already there at that time.

"Sir, I found this ginseng on the mountain. Do you want it or not? If not, I'll take it and ask somewhere else!" Luo Xian'er picked up a bag, preparing to pack the ginseng.

But Dr. Liu stopped her, saying softly, "Young lady, don't be angry. We want the ginseng. Old Li was just worried and confused. Come, come, let's talk about it in detail."