"Go!"
Zhen Yuanzi stepped into the ginseng fruit tree and uttered a light command, tossing the Golden Hammer into mid-air. Qingfeng and Ming Yue were obediently waiting underneath with a cushioned brocade plate to catch the fruits.
The Golden Hammer tapped gently on the fruits; the little fruits with full faces started to smile joyously. With a soft "pop!" sound, one fell from the branch, perfectly caught by Qingfeng.
Repeating this process, Zhen Yuanzi knocked down a total of twenty fruits before he finally stopped.
"Come, Fellow Daoists, please taste!" Zhen Yuanzi joyfully placed the ginseng fruits on the stone table and took the lead by eating one.
The others were no longer polite; they all followed Zhen Yuanzi's example and started to eat.