Old Zhou's hand almost trembled as he picked up the items before Manbao could, he asked, "What is China root?"
Manbao replied with utmost seriousness, "It's a kind of medicine, a very, very tasty medicine."
Old Zhou: ...Can medicine be tasty?
He looked at the chunks of root in his hand with skepticism.
Manbao had snatched them from his hands and carefully picked and arranged the ones in the bamboo basket, saying, "Once I'm off duty, I'll take these to the medicine shop to sell, and I'll also ask the doctor what this China root can cure."
Zhou SiLang came up to her and asked, "What is this China root thing, didn't you say this is China root?"
"Oh, yes, the teacher said there's more underneath the soil, so the China root must also be buried down there. Silang, let's take our hoes and go up to the mountain to dig."
"There's more?" Zhou SiLang asked excitedly, whispering, "Is this stuff valuable?"