About the 1nm technology, Zhang Menglong wasn’t purely using it to irritate those chip suppliers; within three months, he indeed had the capability to industrialize it.
However, if this industrialization were to scale up, it would still require the synchronized progress of many auxiliary technologies. Given the current pace of technological development, only a small portion of mass production could be completed after three months.
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Pity those guys who kneeled under the scorching sun for half a day and spent a great deal of money, only to obtain a batch of chips that might be obsolete in a few months; they probably would be devastated once they got back.
But all these had nothing to do with Zhang Menglong; his joy was built upon these people’s despair; some things you initiated, then you must pay the corresponding price.
All this time, he had been busy with these messy matters and hadn’t met up with Wang Ling and the others for a long time. As if by telepathy, just then, Zhang Menglong received a call from Wang Lin.
"Old Zhang, Qin Feng is in Jiangnan City, want to come out and gather?"
"Sure!" Lu Yiyao was moving to Jiangnan City today, and Zhang Menglong had Hong Yi send someone to help, so he was the only one at home.
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The location chosen was a seafood restaurant owned by Zhang Menglong. Not just anyone was privileged enough to dine there; at this place, a meal without a six-figure sum was unimaginable.
Don’t ask why it’s so expensive; all the seafood was flown in from around the world on international charter flights. Some of it went directly to Zhang Menglong’s home freezer, and the rest was delivered to this restaurant, arguably providing the freshest top-level sea flavors you couldn’t find elsewhere.
"Old Zhang, long time no see, huh? I didn’t expect, within just a few months, you’ve stirred up so much," Qin Feng said with a laugh, "those guys really suffered at your hands.
"They had it coming!" Zhang Menglong joked, "What about you, you went for military training?
Compared to the last time they met, Qin Feng lacked the casualness typical of second-generation heirs and somewhat surprisingly, had gained an air of military austerity.
"You noticed that?" Qin Feng said, somewhat surprised, "You know, my grandfather used to be a soldier, and this time, he said he wanted to train me. Right after the last racing event, he tossed me into the military camp for a few months!"
"That figures," Zhang Menglong laughed, "those few months of training seem to have greatly enhanced your ideological awareness!"
"Speaking of which, you’ve been in the military camp, how come you have time to visit Jiangnan City today?" Zhang Menglong asked.
"Nothing much," Qin Feng replied, "It’s almost time for the old man’s 100th birthday, and I’m here to prepare a birthday gift for him."
"A birthday gift? What kind of birthday gift does Qin the Young Master need to personally run here to find that a simple word wouldn’t have others scurrying to deliver?" Wang Ling teased.
"This is no ordinary gift," Qin Feng said, "As you know, my grandfather lived through those times. Not to mention his injuries, and although he has always been robust, he’s getting on in years and his health is declining year by year. So, I thought of getting something special to nourish his health."
At this point, Qin Feng’s tone became much more mysterious, "You might not know, but our families are quite unique. As for how unique, I can’t tell you, but I heard that in Jiangnan City, there’s a Chen family that possesses a ginseng plant over 1000 years old!"
"A thousand-year-old ginseng?" Wang Ling gasped.
Although the term "thousand-year-old ginseng" is often mentioned in various TV dramas and literary works, for a herbaceous plant like ginseng to live over a thousand years is nearly impossible. Only a few special varieties, growing in specific environments, could potentially achieve such an age.
Some say it’s nonsense that ginseng can extend life. However, scientific studies have shown that ginsenosides in ginseng indeed enhance the antioxidant capability of human cells, and fundamentally, aging in humans is about battling oxidation.
In 1993, a 325-year-old ginseng was auctioned for ten million US dollars, a staggering amount back then. If it were in the current times, its value could be counted in the billions.
"This time, I’m here specifically for that thousand-year-old ginseng, hoping it can help regulate our old man’s health. If it could extend his life span, we, as descendants, would naturally be delighted."
"Wait, this Chen family you speak of..." Zhang Menglong suddenly felt, could this family be Chen Bingyu’s?
"There’s really no other family quite like them," Zhang Menglong pondered, "only ancient martial arts families are completely unknown to the secular world, and as for the surname Chen, it seems there’s only one such family."
"They were willing to sell it to you?" Wang Ling asked, "If I had something that good, I definitely wouldn’t sell it."
"I had prepared 500 million this time, and contacted them over a month ago. The Chen family, considering the old man’s past services of protecting the family and the country, was willing to part painfully with the ginseng and sell it to me."
"Oh, and let me introduce this Brother Chen to you guys. Speaking of which, we met in the military camp. You would never guess, but he is about my age and has already become the champion of countless national military competitions!"
With that, Qin Feng took out his cellphone.
"Brother Chen, I’ve arrived in Jiangnan City. I am having dinner with two friends. How about you join us? We could also talk about the ginseng matter!"
"What!"
Qin Feng suddenly stood up fiercely, "Didn’t we agree... and now this happens?"
"Well... I can’t really blame you, probably it’s just my old man’s bad luck!"
Qin Feng sat down in the chair, his face showing disappointment.
"Old Qin, what’s going on?" Wang Ling and Zhang Menglong eagerly asked. It sounded like there might be an issue with the millennium ginseng.
"He said his family’s old man got injured and poisoned a while back, and they used the thousand-year-old ginseng to save his life, so..."
"Such a coincidence? You sure they aren’t fooling you?" Wang Ling was clearly skeptical.
"No, it should be true," Zhang Menglong remembered that the Chen family’s old man had been poisoned by the Ding family’s toxic inner strength, and it seemed that ginseng was probably used to suppress the old man’s injuries.
The efficacy of a thousand-year-old ginseng strong enough to withstand the assault of inner strength only slightly below the Mythical Realm was indeed impressive.
"You must be talking about the Chen family from North Ban Mountain?"
"You know them?" Qin Feng exclaimed.
"Sort of," Zhang Menglong nodded, "The Chen family’s old man indeed was poisoned recently, so he probably didn’t deceive you."
Although surprised at how Zhang Menglong knew this ancient martial arts family, Qin Feng felt a wave of disappointment—this trip to Jiangnan City seemed futile.
"But, if you’re looking for millennium ginseng, they aren’t the only family that might have it," Zhang Menglong smiled, "I might be able to help you find out."
"Oh? Really?" A glimmer of hope sparked in Qin Feng’s eyes.
"Hong Yi!" Zhang Menglong dialed Hong Yi’s number.
"Mr. Zhang, Miss Lu and I are almost packed up, and we should be home by five in the afternoon."
"Hmm," Zhang Menglong nodded, "I have something else to ask you, do you know where I can get millennium ginseng?"
"Millennium ginseng? Your family has plenty of those, how many thousands of years are you looking for?"