At eight o'clock in the evening, Shi Chen opened his eyes leisurely.

After an afternoon of rest, I was refreshed, and it was already dark outside, and I could faintly hear the sound of rain.

"Whoa. ”

Shi Chen got up and opened the window.

Suddenly, the sound of rain outside and the noisy sound under the hotel reached my ears, and the uproar had a bit of charm.

The rain did not stop the men from setting up their stalls, and umbrellas were erected at each stall.

At the same time, there are also many people who participate in the auction to see if they can buy good treasures at a low price.

There are two types of people who set up stalls here: those who specialize in cultivating precious herbs or go to strange places to collect rare herbs, and those who come to sell Chinese herbs that they have obtained by chance.

Such people are often not in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, and do not know how valuable the medicinal materials in their hands are. It's just that after getting the medicinal herbs by chance, I want to come here and sell them for a good price.

Of course, it often happens that good things are bought at low prices.

After a brief wash, Shi Chen pushed the door to the hotel restaurant to eat something, received an umbrella in the lobby, opened it and walked into the vendors.

The probability of having good things in the stalls is very low, and although the kind of thing that buys rare medicinal materials at a low price happens, it is very rare.

Shi Chen walked slowly with an umbrella, ready to try his luck.

If you can find the silver-backed astragalus here, then you can get the three-flavor medicinal materials you need.

Of course, Shi Chen didn't have much hope.

The buyers who came here to participate in the auction were not fools, if there was such a good thing as silver-backed astragalus, I am afraid that it would have been bought by others long ago.

The vendors continued to swing up to the intersection, and for the sake of the orderly auction, Shimizu City** also blocked several nearby roads to avoid unnecessary chaos.

"Shall I go to you, I have already paid, and now you say that you don't want to sell, are you kidding Lao Tzu?"

In the crowd, a scolding made the originally noisy road instantly calm down.

Looking up, not far ahead, a young man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks stood in front of an old man vendor, holding a quaint box in his hand.

"You are talking nonsense! I didn't sell it to you at all, I said the price was 80,000 yuan, and you threw me 20,000 yuan and snatched the medicinal herbs. The old man was in a slumped figure, his upper body was lying on the stall, and he sighed, "If I give you the money, you can return the medicinal herbs to me." ”

"What good thing are you thinking, old thing, you say 80,000 is 80,000, you ask the person next to you, who heard it?" the young man scolded angrily and raised his foot and kicked it on the stall.

The booth made of wood was split in an instant, and other medicinal herbs were scattered on it.

The old man also staggered, and his thin body fell to the ground.

"You all give a judgment, why did he do this!" the old man lay on the ground for a long time and did not get up, and shouted loudly with grief and indignation.

There were many onlookers, but none of them helped.

After all, no one wants to help an old man, but offend a person who may have a great background.

"If you say one more word, you won't want to get 20,000 yuan!"

The young man picked up the two stacks of hundred-dollar bills that had already been soaked from the rain and threw them in front of the old man.

Tears welled up in the old man's cloudy eyes, "You...... You will be punished!"

He is an old Chinese medicine doctor in a small county town in China, and has opened a small outpatient department for a lifetime.

The old woman who depended on him was diagnosed with cancer a few years ago, so he took out this precious Chinese medicine that had been treasured for more than ten years, and prepared to exchange it for a reasonable price and use it for medical treatment after returning to China.

But who would have thought that such a thing would happen.

"Retribution, sir, I never know what retribution is, why don't you let me know?"

Seeing that the old man was still talking, the young man squatted down and grabbed the old man's collar.

As he spoke, he raised his fist and slammed it into the old man's face.

Syllable!

The fist slammed into the old man's face, and the old man's eyes suddenly swollen and let out a wail.

The onlookers next to him couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh, and then left quickly one by one.

They don't want to help, and they don't want to see that.

"Do you see someone helping you?" As soon as the punch went down, the young man not only did not stop, but became even more excited.

This kind of bullying of the old man who has no power to resist gives him morbid satisfaction.

The old man snorted a few times, he was already old and frail, and he was punched with all his strength, so that he couldn't even speak.

"Why don't you speak?" I told you not to speak!" the young man raised his fist again, "I don't know how to lift a dog!"

Not far away, Shi Chen squinted his eyes slightly, his expression indignant.

He didn't want to be in this kind of nosy, but seeing the arrogant attitude of the young man, he was very sympathetic to the old man who was being bullied.

Without hesitation, when the young man's fist was raised again, Shi Chen's figure moved, swept in front of him, and raised his hand to stop him.

"?"

The young man obviously didn't expect anyone to stop him.

"Can you bully an old man?" Shi Chen grabbed his wrist tightly, so that his fist could no longer be waved in the slightest.

"Where did you come from, what are you doing, be careful that I beat you up!"

The young man jerked his arm vigorously, but found that his wrist was as if it were caught in the pliers, and he could not move it even if he tried to feed with all his strength.

"Take your 20,000 and get out of here. Shi Chen didn't want to talk nonsense with this kind of person, so he spread his hand and said lightly.

As soon as Shi Chen let go of his hand, the young man's strength to pump his arm suddenly lost his fulcrum, and he fell backwards into the rain, and even his jaw was bleeding.

"Oh, you dare to do something to me!" the young man got up from the rain, wiped a handful of blood, and chirped, "Let me tell you, I'm from the Huaxia Zhao family! If you have a kind, just wait here and don't move, I'll find someone to kill you!"

"Zhao family, Zhao Quan's Zhao family?" Shi Chen subconsciously asked.

Because the only Zhao family I know is the Zhao Quan I met in the first class.

"Do you know our Zhao family?" This time it was the young man's turn to be puzzled, and he quickly raised his head and laughed arrogantly, "How is it, are you afraid?"

"Who are you from Zhao Quan? is it his son?"

Shi Chen looked at him and found that it was not the attendant who followed Zhao in the first-class cabin that day.

"Let me tell you the truth, I'm the nephew of the head of the family, Zhao Gaoshuai! If you don't want to offend our Zhao family, just get out of here, understand?"

Zhao Gaoshuai arrogantly twisted his clothes, and the muddy rain was wrung out.

"Uh-" Faced with such a fool, Shi Chen suddenly didn't know what to say.

He is not even afraid of Zhao Quan's, how can he be afraid of his nephew.

"You wait here! Lao Tzu will come back immediately to teach you how to behave!" Zhao Gaoshuai dropped a cruel word and ran quickly towards the hotel.