The two chatted for a while, and Pang Fei talked about the topic of this time.

Hearing this, He Liwei said with a smile, "I have a lot of ginseng and 100-year-old Ganoderma lucidum in my shop, but there are really no of them for this thousand years." These things are all treasures that can be found and cannot be received, even if you have money. Most of them are treasured in the hands of those who have money, unless some people fall into the middle of the road or suddenly encounter some accidents and have to sell them. ”

"But those things, once they flow out, someone will immediately take them away, and the possibility of falling in the pharmacy is basically non-existent. In this way, I will drag someone to inquire with you and see if I can get some news or something. ”

"Okay, then I'll bother you. ”

"You're welcome. ”

Pang Fei didn't stop long, and was about to leave.

He Liwei asked him to stay a little longer, he said no, and then left.

Pang Fei is now anxious to find the thousand-year-old ginseng and the thousand-year-old lingzhi as soon as possible, but Herentang doesn't have them, so he wants to find them by himself and try his luck.

There is a street called Genting Street in Haocheng, which is a place used by villagers in this neighborhood to sell medicinal herbs.

Pang Fei was going to go there and try his luck.

This Genting Street is a very small street, and it is still an old street, and the road surface is potholed and uneven.

When it rains, it is even more disastrous here, but no matter how windy or rainy, it can't stop the enthusiasm of these villagers to set up stalls here.

In the early days, this Genting Street was actually set up specifically for the sale of medicinal herbs, and the word Genting was based on the name of a medicinal herb merchant named Genting.

The initial reason for the establishment of this street was to give these villagers who worked hard to make a living by selling medicinal herbs an opportunity to sell, but with the development of society, fewer and fewer people will set up stalls here, and everyone will either go to the Chinese medicine store with good medicinal materials in their hands, or drag people to find relationships and sell them directly to the rich.

But there are still some people who have always maintained this primitive way of selling, some because they are afraid of being deceived, some because it doesn't matter, and some because they feel that this way of selling is a little more free.

Whatever it is, it is because of these people that this street has been preserved.

In recent years, with people's attention to health preservation, the medicinal material industry has flourished again.

These people's business slowly improved, and the street slowly became prosperous again.

Although the streets are old and the ground is uneven, they can't stand the enthusiasm and simplicity of these people, and 98% of the medicinal materials sold here are real.

Of course, there are some people who are shoddy and shoddy, but this kind of people are a minority after all.

These vendors are also very particular about word of mouth, and it is impossible to let a rat poop spoil a pot of porridge, but whenever they encounter the seller's medicinal materials, they don't need to be done by the customer, and these vendors will also unite to drive those people away.

It is precisely because of this that the business of Genting Street has always been so good.

Pang Fei's goal is very direct, he just wants to find thousand-year-old ginseng and thousand-year-old lingzhi, no matter how good the other medicinal materials are, he doesn't need them now.

Whenever he visited the ginseng and reishi stalls, he would stop and look at them, but he didn't even look at the other vendors.

Walking through more than a dozen stalls, I found a few selling ginseng or Ganoderma lucidum, but they are all very small and not very good quality, and it is estimated that they are only a few years old, which is too far away.

Also, thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and thousand-year-old ginseng, what an expensive thing they are, these traders have been engaged in medicinal materials all their lives, and it is basically impossible to admit that things are wrong.

With such a good treasure, they must be looking for someone who can afford to buy it, how can they get this kind of place to sell it cheaply.

Pang Fei lamented, feeling that there was not much hope of finding what he was looking for here.

However, he still insisted on watching it, not afraid of 10,000, just in case, in case he ran into shit luck.

Not to mention, Pang Fei's luck was really good, and when he was about to finish turning this street, he really found a thousand-year-old ginseng!

And the thousand-year-old ginseng was just sitting alone on a table, with nothing next to it.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man dressed a little scruffily, and his clothes still smelled of foul odors.

People passing by are afraid to avoid it.

Pang Fei didn't care about those, in his eyes, there was only thousand-year-old ginseng.

"Sir, how do you sell this ginseng?" Pang Fei picked up the ginseng and urged the aura to feel it.

The aura contained in this ginseng is very majestic, and this aura is very active, indicating that this is a ginseng that has been more than a thousand years old and may be about to become a sperm.

It's too outrageous to put such a good thing on sale in such a place.

The more Pang Fei watched it, the more excited he became, and the more he watched it, the more he liked it.

The middle-aged man glanced at Pang Fei and stretched out five fingers.

Pang Fei asked tentatively, "Five million?"

"Five million, you need to buy me a ginseng stick. Fifty million, I won't sell a word less. ”

Before Pang Fei could speak, the stall owner next door suddenly preemptively said, "This gentleman, I advise you to go to other homes to have a look, this thing is fake." ”

Fake?

This thing is obviously real, how can it be fake?

There must be some kind of story in this, right?

Pang Fei was curious, so he asked, "Why do you say that?"

The stall owner glanced at the middle-aged sloppy sweat with disgust, and continued, "Everyone on this street knows that none of the things sold by this old man are real. You see, who is going to him with all the guests coming and going? Not a single one!"

"As long as it's a regular visitor, no one will buy his stuff. First, this old boy has become accustomed to selling fake things, and the guests are afraid of being deceived by him. Second, this old thing has a bad temper and sometimes beats guests. ”

"You said that people come to buy things, you have to wait for your life, and you dare to beat people, who dares to do this with so many of our stall owners? Hmph, just because of him, the reputation of our Genting Street has been smeared a lot. ”

Listening to the tone of this stall owner, I have a lot of opinions about this bad old man.

But this old man is a Laipi, and everyone can't do anything about him, so they can only let him continue to set up a stall here.

However, they all occupied the good stalls, leaving him with such a bad corner.

This old man is also a wonderful, he doesn't know how to clean himself up a little if he wants to sell things, he wears so sloppily and sloppily, and the asking price is so high, which invisibly lowers the grade of this thousand-year-old ginseng.

However, Pang Fei wants to thank him for his raunchy and eccentric temperament, if it weren't for this, I'm afraid that this thousand-year-old ginseng would have been bought long ago, where would he still have a chance.

After the stall owner finished speaking, Pang Fei just smiled and didn't say much.

This thousand-year-old ginseng is very good, Pang Fei found it with great difficulty, and he will definitely not miss it.

Fifty million, not expensive!

Pang Fei didn't make a counteroffer, and directly settled it.

"What?"

The stall owner next door was stunned, and said to himself for a long time, why didn't this guest listen, spend 50 million to buy a fake, what do you think?

Hey, forget it, he can't understand the way of thinking of rich people, he said everything he should say anyway, as for whether people listen to it or not, that's his business.

The stall owner didn't care, and went about his own business.

Just as surprised as the stall owner was the sloppy old man.

At first, the old man had never looked at Pang Fei with his eyes, but at this moment, when he heard Pang Fei say that he wanted to buy this ginseng, he sat up all of a sudden.

"You, are you really going to spend 50 million to buy this ginseng?" the old man asked as he looked at Pang Fei in disbelief.

Pang Fei nodded and said, "Of course." ”

"Aren't you afraid that I'll be biased against you?"

"Hehe, whether things are real or false, I have my own judgment, where did you lie to me?"

"Suck ......" The old man couldn't help but gasp, and his eyes slowly became rosy.

This made Pang Fei wonder, and he didn't say anything, why was he so excited?

"Because...... Because no one has believed me before you. No matter what I say or do, they think I'm a liar. Even if what I'm selling is real, they say my stuff is fake. ”

"I—I haven't sold anything in two years, two years......! Oh my God, you've finally opened your eyes. ”

As the old man spoke, he began to cry uncontrollably.

This tear, the dirt on his face was wiped off, like a big cat, it looked funny and funny.

Pang Fei couldn't understand his mood at the moment, but he could also think that he must have suffered too many grievances before to become what he is now.

And his appearance brought a glimmer of relief and hope to his originally gloomy life, and also made his grievances over the years get justice.

is too emotional for a while, so he will be like a child, crying and laughing.

Pang Fei took out a tissue and handed it to him, and said with a smile, "It can't be fake, and it can't be fake, people who know the goods naturally know the goods, and those who don't know the goods, you don't need to pay attention to it." ”

"Yes, yes, you're right, if only I could have thought like you earlier. But I just like to drill the horns, and my temperament is very stubborn, and the more others don't let me do it, the more I want to do it. ”

"Hey, you don't know how many losses I have suffered in the past two years, and how many wishes and grievances I have suffered. I can't figure it out in my heart, you see, now I've made myself look like this person, not a ghost. ”

"Originally, I didn't give any hope, but your appearance brought me hope again. Hahaha, I'm happy now, I'm so happy. ”

"In this way, I won't charge you 50 million, I'll take you...... Forty-nine million, I'll give you a million cheaper, that's enough righteous anger. ”

"Little brother, I still can't help but persuade you, don't be fooled. The stall owner next door listened to the whole process, and finally couldn't help it anymore and persuaded Pang Fei not to be stupid.