This sentence completely changed the way the two old men looked at Zhang Menglong.
A plant that had gone extinct 1200 years ago, and he was actually growing it in his own medicinal garden? How was that possible?
You should know that these kinds of plants grow in extremely hot places, like the mouth of a volcano. Don't tell me you, Zhang Menglong, live on a volcano?
"This is impossible, where exactly did you find it? The last recorded sighting was during the Song Dynasty, when a medicine gatherer found it in a cave. It's simply not possible to cultivate it artificially!"
"Then you are really uninformed!" Zhang Menglong said, "We hired some psychics in our family who directly use their supernatural abilities to generate high temperatures to nurture these plants, so isn't that viable for cultivation?"
"That works?"
Everyone knew Zhang Menglong was rich, but to hire psychics to do this sort of thing for you—had you really reached that level of wealth?
