After getting on the bus bound for Baishan City, Ling Zikai told Du Juan about his itinerary after arriving at Baishan.

In addition to selling ginseng in Baishan City this time, I met with my old classmate Zhang Hao and thanked him for his efforts to solve the traffic accident last time.

In addition, Ling Zikai also wants to do a market research to see which local products are good to sell in the market now, and what the supply and demand are.

In addition, he also wants to go to the Northern Forestry University to find an expert and consult on forestry development issues, so as to make a plan for the forest farm next.

According to Ling Zikai, if you want to set up a development company, you must be large-scale, systematic, have a sense of advancement, and try to do some sustainable development industries.

Regarding Ling Zikai's arrangement, Du Juan did not express his opinion, saying that from now on, he will be a working boy, just follow the instructions of the leader.

Ling Zikai smiled: "Wait for the princess."

The company was established, and I was the chairman. If you want to work for me, you can just be the secretary to the chairman! Think about having a fairy-like beauty by your side all day long, tsk, what kind of life is that!"

Du Juan rolled his eyes at Ling Zikai and said, "You think it's stinky and beautiful! Why should I be your secretary! Anyway, you should also arrange a vice chairman or general manager for me!"

Looking at the cuckoo's resentful expression, Ling Zikai's heart fluttered, and he couldn't help but reach out and hold her slender hand.

The cuckoo shrank his hand, and when he saw that he couldn't break free, he slashed Ling Zikai's palm with his fingernails, which really made Ling Zikai enjoy a taste of pain and happiness.

When they arrived in Baishan City, the two went directly to the Baishan City Native Products Wholesale Market.

As the largest local product trading center in the Northern Province, the market covers a large area, and the market is bustling with people and cars.

Du Juan had been here a few times before, so he took Ling Zikai straight to the area where ginseng was traded.

Ginseng is one of the "Three Treasures" of the Northern Province and the largest producer in the world, so there is a shopping street in the market dedicated to trading ginseng.

Compared to other trading areas in the market, Ginseng Street is a bit cold, with few customers entering and exiting the shops on either side.

Du Juan said that despite the small number of customers on Ginseng Street, the annual turnover is the largest in the entire market.

Think about it, other commodities are measured in kilograms or even tons, but ginseng is measured in grams, and the price is comparable to gold.

Ling Zikai glanced at the shops on the street and casually walked into the nearest store called "Sitong".

This is a two-bay shop, and the decoration is not bad. Two rows of aluminum-glass counters are displayed on both sides of the shop, and inside are some brocade forging boxes, which are filled with dried ginseng.

According to the variety of ginseng, different prices are marked.

Ling Zikai walked along the cabinet, his eyes swept over the ginseng in the counter, and looked at the price.

The cheapest is naturally "round ginseng", most of which are more than five years old, with a box of 200 grams and a price of about 100 yuan.

The second is "Yishan ginseng", which is sold in the form of a single stick, with an average price of between 50 and 100 yuan. Its price fluctuation is mainly related to the quality, condition, and age of ginseng.

The price of "understory ginseng" is much higher, with the same size, age, and condition, compared with the moving mountain ginseng, the price is several times higher. It ranges from 100 yuan to a few hundred yuan a gram. There are even a few boxes of understory ginseng labeled for a price of 1,000 yuan a gram.

Ling Zikai turned around all the counters, but found no wild ginseng for sale.

Just as Ling Zikai and Du Juan were browsing the counter, a middle-aged man walked out of the store, saw a customer coming to the door, and greeted enthusiastically:

"Boss, what kind of ginseng do you want?"

Ling Zikai asked, "Boss, do you have any ginseng here?"

When the shop owner heard this, the enthusiasm on his face suddenly faded a lot, and he shook his head and said, "We don't receive the goods!"

Ling Zikai asked, "Then do you have wild ginseng for sale here?"

"Are you going to sell ginseng or buy ginseng?"

"We're just hanging out!"

Seeing that the shopkeeper had no interest in talking, Ling Zikai snorted and retreated with Du Juan.

I asked several stores in a row, but they didn't buy ginseng.

Du Juan explains: "Most of these shops have their own ginseng gardens or forest farms, and they open a shop to sell their own products. Even if there is no ginseng base, they all buy fresh ginseng, process it themselves, and then sell it!"

Ling Zikai nodded, not discouraged, and continued to walk into the next store.

The boss was willing to buy it, and when Ling Zikai took out a century-old ginseng for him to look at, the boss carefully identified it and said:

"You are a forest ginseng, the quality is good, and it should be more than 20 years old, compared with the wild ginseng. Well, I'll give you a purchase price of one hundred and fifty dollars per gram. ”

Ling Zikai didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking, he accepted the old ginseng, didn't say anything, pulled the cuckoo and walked out of the store, he was so angry in his heart that he couldn't help but scold:

"What the fuck are these eyes, you actually use wild ginseng as a carrot!"

Du Juan smiled and comforted: "You don't have to complain about others, the ginseng sold on the market now, the best quality is the ginseng under the forest." If anyone really digs up wild ginseng, they either collect it themselves, or they have already bought it by the visitors, how can they take it to the market and sell it!

I forgot to tell you that each wild ginseng plant will be identified at the ginseng testing center before it is sold, and after passing the assessment and acceptance, it will be coded and registered, and an appraisal certificate will be issued.

Only then will people believe that you are not holding a fake!"

Ling Zikai frowned and said, "So, we have to go to the testing center for identification before we can sell these ginseng plants?"

"That's not necessarily, if you meet an expert, without a certificate, people will also want it! Let's go, I'll take you to a ginseng shop, there is an old boss there, and he is a well-known expert in the whole ginseng street, as long as he believes that we are holding a century-old ginseng, you don't need to go door-to-door to sell, people will block you on this street and beg you to sell the goods to him!"

"Wow, sister, you know that there is such a place, why didn't you say it earlier, did you want to see my jokes!"

Du Juan pretended to be shocked and said: "You are now the chairman, I don't dare to command your plan of action casually as a subordinate!"

Ling Zikai was so stunned that he couldn't speak, and glared at the cuckoo fiercely with his eyes: "How can you talk to the leader? Believe it or not, I'll fire your squid right now!"

The cuckoo stuck out his tongue at him and said with a smile: "The chairman's chair has no shadow yet, but the majesty is shaking!"

While speaking, Du Juan took Ling Zikai to a remote shop.

Ling Zikai looked at the shop, there was only one bay, and there was no decoration on the façade, but a signboard with black letters on a white background was hung on the door, and the words "old mallet" were written on the door.

Ling Zikai glanced at the cuckoo, his eyes full of suspicion.

The cuckoo said in a low voice: "The boss of this store has a strange personality, after entering, don't talk much, just open the goods and let him see it!"

When I walked into the store, it was empty, there was not even a counter, and it looked like an empty shop that had been idle for a long time.

A thin old man in his seventies was lying on a chair. Next to the chair there was a small square stool with a bag of peanuts on it, and a wine bottle.

The old man was watching the two people on the TV set on the table opposite, and from time to time he picked up the wine bottle and put it to his mouth, and then threw a peanut into it, chewing it slowly, and humming a few words to the tune of the TV from time to time.

Seeing someone enter the door, the old man didn't even turn his head, and watched TV by himself.

"Old mallet, I have a good product, do you want to see it!"

The cuckoo seemed to be familiar with the old man, and said very casually.

The old man didn't seem to hear it, and didn't pay any attention to the two of them.

The cuckoo glanced at Ling Zikai and motioned for him to take out the old ginseng.

Ling Zikai took out an old mountain ginseng, put it on the square stool with peanuts, and opened the birch bark wrapped outside.

The old mallet casually glanced at the old ginseng on the square bench, suddenly sat up, sniffed the old ginseng with his nose, looked at the cuckoo, his eyes were shining, and said: "Girl, this is taken out of the tiger leaping stream!"