Ginseng

Wang Ming felt surprised that they would test them with ginseng in the last round. The staff's previous actions convinced him they would try to play a trick again this round to make it hard on everyone. Though he didn't like that, they had set up the round like this. With these rules you can get to the next round with just sheer luck. He could just answer 50 and hope that the someone had answered a lot higher.

Hearing Angela countdown the time on the outside, Wang Ming hurriedly grabbed the ginseng to look at it. Grabbing it gently with his hands, Wang Ming sighed in admiration. The ginseng looked vibrant even after being shipped here. It almost felt like he was holding a living creature in his hands. The monk who had planted it had truly taken good care of it, though what made Wang Ming wonder is why would he just gift it to the competition. Even if it's a cultivated ginseng something like this, Wang Ming knew it would at least cost a few million yuan.