Chapter 220 - Ginseng (1/2)
Sadly Wang Ming didn't have many medicinal herbs at his home, most is only normal ingredients he uses in his cooking. They are 'healthy' ingredients that supply the body with vitamins and minerals. The only proper medicinal herb he had in his home is ginger.
Hopefully, he could get his hands on ginseng, dong quai, rhubarb, ling zhi ect. He needed something that could replenish life energy. Even though ginger could in the theory work, a ginseng is much more effective in replenishing energy.
Since Aunt Fu's injured, her body uses a lot of energy to heal her body. The more energy she has, the faster the healing process can be. His only problem was the clock, how could he get a ginseng at night. Even if he went to a herb shop now, most likely, it would be closed.
Wang Ming only had two options: To go to a herb shop and hope they're open, the other one is to call someone who most likely has access to expensive medicinal herbs. Even a blind man would know which direction to go to. He called Meng Hao. To this brother of his, Wang Ming felt guilt every time he thinks about him.
Meng Hao has done so much for him, from letting him rent the restaurant to sending a police force to the warehouse to rescue him. He also introduced him to a new family, Uncle Hou and Uncle Fu, who have been so nice to him. He had done nothing for Meng Hao than just to leech from him. Though this served as a big motivation for him to get stronger, richer and more powerful, that's the only way he would ever repay Meng Hao.
”Hello Meng Hao?”
Meng Hao didn't think that Wang Ming would call him so late. At first he wanted to tell him all about his grievances. Wang Ming had promised him last time to take care of himself to call, he hadn't held his promise. But right before he was about to w.h.i.n.e like a little girl, Meng Hao caught himself. He didn't know how Wang Ming would act if he knew Meng Hao's guy and his crush is him. He didn't want Wang Ming to judge and alienate him. He would still have to act until he gets enough courage to confront his feelings.
Acting like a caring brother, Meng Hao said. ”Why are you calling me so late, do you want to do something today?” Wang Ming didn't know why, but when Meng Hao emphasized the word do. He felt a bit violated. ”I need a favor again, little brother. Do you have or know someone that could get me ginsengs right now?”
”Only that? I thought you wanted something more difficult. You probably don't know, but my father's a versatile businessman he owns a lot of different shops including a herbal shop. We have tons of ginsengs. Let me get someone to send you a few kgs of wild ginseng. Sadly, I can't send you the 100 years old ones, the old man would kill me if I did. I hope that's good enough for you.” Meng Hao sounded guilty when he said he couldn't send him the better ginsengs.
Wang Ming felt grateful that Meng Hao could get him ginsengs in such a brief notice, it's him that should be guilty and shameful, not Meng Hao. ”Little brother, thank you. It's more than enough. I don't need that much, just a few hundred grams is enough. I don't want you to lose money.”
”But..” Meng Hao tried to talk, but Wang Ming cut him off. ”It's fine, just listen to your big brother. I appreciate everything you've done for me, I'll square it up sometimes. By the way I'm going to take part in the Pinnacle chefs competition in a few days, I hope you can come to cheer me on.”
”Of course I'll come. I know how harsh the competition can be, Big brother, but I believe in you!”
Meng Hao's the only one so far that has truly believed in his skills to win the competition, even Wang Ming himself didn't believe that he could win. It felt amazing to have someone believe in him unconditionally, but it also made Wang Ming think if not Meng Hao regards him a bit too high. ”Thank you, Little Brother remember to come and watch me. Let's talk another time.”
Even though Meng Hao wanted to talk more and to catch up, he also had a lot to do. Ever since the launch of his company, there had been just too much to do. He barely has time to eat many days, though now he had something to look forward to. Only a few more days, he thought.