"Oh...... But I don't need this, I can handle it on my own......" Hong Tao understood, whether this Chavez was selling aphrodisiacs to himself, or was it all natural, but did he need these things? Alone guarding four young and beautiful women, staying in a small boat for at least a few days, eating, drinking, and sleeping together. If you don't take aphrodisiacs, you have to restrain yourself, and if you take aphrodisiacs again, don't you think you're dying slowly!

"You're wrong, it's not an aphrodisiac, it's a good thing that can make a man stronger and more capable, but it won't hurt the body!" Chavez knew that Hong Tao had misunderstood, and immediately corrected it.

"In this case, wouldn't their men be superhuman?" Hong Tao rolled his eyes, and found a suspicious point logically.

"In the past, tribal elders could still have children at the age of 6 or 70 and have more than 20 wives, which was the result of eating these macas for many years. But now no one can afford to eat, and there are fewer and fewer macas in the mountains, and they can't afford to eat them themselves when they dig them, so they have to exchange them for seeds and fertilizer. And this is not a drug or a drug, it has to be eaten for a long time to have an effect, who can afford it except for the rich?" Chavez explained to Hong Tao why everyone sells this maca if they don't eat it.

As if to cooperate with Chavez's words, a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties came in from outside the door, said a few words to the proprietress and then put all the yellow macas in the big glass jar in a bag, paid the money, and went out to drive a new Nissan car and left.

"Look, that's the chef of a rich family, and he regularly comes here to buy this natural maca with good color. Chavez gestured to the car.

"If I want to buy a lot. Does she still have the goods?" Hong Tao was still not at ease, he had been pitted countless times in his previous life when he bought things in China. I went to Tibet to buy saffron and cordyceps and came back. As a result, the old Chinese medicine doctor saw that it was all Nima's fake. As long as Chavez says this proprietress is in stock. Whatever the reason, Hong Tao would immediately believe that it was a scam, and Chavez, the proprietress and the chef of the rich family just now were all in a gang.

It's a pity that the people in her village can only dig up a dozen yellow macas a week, but she still has some black maca in stock, but there are not many of them, and the production of that kind of maca is less and the price is higher. It's not as affordable as eating yellow maca. I'll take you to another store, and if you're lucky, you can buy some. Chavez shrugged his shoulders and said there was nothing he could do.

"Then we'll go now, and I'd love to try that. Hong Tao felt that what Chavez said seemed to have some credibility, he couldn't contact all the stores to set up a situation for himself, the cost was too great, and it didn't make sense to have a certain number of customers.

Out of this store. Chavez continued to walk forward with Hong Tao, and when he passed by a stall, Hong Tao suddenly found that there were also macas sold on the stalls, and there were a lot of them. There are red, blue, and green, like roadside sellers. Before Hong Tao could ask, Chavez sued him. This is artificially cultivated maca with a high yield. It is generally used to feed livestock, but it can also be eaten as a vegetable. It's not the same thing as the wild maca in the mountains, and you can buy a small pile for 10 pesos.

Hong Tao took a closer look, and the maca on the stall was indeed different from the maca in the big glass jar just now, in addition to the color, their roots were also different. The maca in the glass jar has extraordinarily long whiskers that stretch in all directions, like a fluffy hedgehog. The macas on the stalls were cleaner and more regular, as if each of them was about the same size, with few and short roots. Based on the knowledge of identifying ginseng in China, Hong Tao feels that the one in the large glass jar is more like the wild one, and the one on the stall does look like it is artificially planted. And what Chavez said also makes sense, referring to ginseng, the price of wild ginseng must be many times higher than that of artificial cultivation.

Luckily, there are more than a dozen yellow macas in another small shop of the same kind, Hong Tao didn't hesitate this time, and they all wrapped up. Isn't 300 pesos less than $100, even if he was deceived, Hong Tao would lose more than 1,000 dollars. After buying these yellow maca, Hong Tao said that he was going back to the hotel for lunch, and then came here again in the afternoon, so he asked Chavez to pull them back the same way.

In fact, Hong Tao didn't want to come back for lunch at all, he just wanted to find someone to help him identify whether this yellow maca was as magical as Chavez said. He thought that the stocky chef in the hotel restaurant was quite realistic, so he used the tip as a weapon to find an English-speaking staff member in the business center and accompanied him to the hotel kitchen.

The results of the identification made Hong Tao very satisfied, he was not deceived, and the more than ten yellow macas he bought were indeed wild. The chef also cut one on the spot, shredded it, and made a side dish with that corn paste seasoning. This thing tastes a bit like blue silk, with a slightly bitter taste, but it's not heavy, and it's quite refreshing. The chef told sù Hongtao that if it is black maca, it will be sweet, and yellow maca has no sweetness, so if you want to buy it, you can buy these two, and the rest of the colors are suspected of being artificially cultivated, and the effect of nourishing the body cannot be judged.

With the chef's appraisal results, Hong Tao was really relieved, and as soon as Chavez arrived in the afternoon, he immediately went to the market again, sweeping goods from house to house. Yellow maca and black maca are all bought, one is not too little, a hundred is not too much, and it is paid in cash in US dollars, as many as you want. Although wild maca has always been marketable, it is really rare for people to buy so many people at one time, and many merchants do not supply it here, but in rural villages. But Hong Tao can't wait, the traffic conditions in those mountain villages are very trough, and it is not possible to send the goods over in a day or two, and it is impossible for him to board here for ten days or eight days.

In addition, I have to say that Lima's environmental protection is very bad, the air pollution is very strict, and the sky is gray all day long, this situation Hong Tao has seen in the capital in his previous life, and he doesn't want to be influenced by all kinds of exhaust fumes here, he plans to leave here this evening according to the original plan.

But he didn't want to give up this kind of good thing, not only Chavez alone said the effect of this miraculous plant, in the past few hours in the market, Hong Tao also met several merchants who could speak English, and they all said in unison that this thing really has a miraculous effect, and it was originally a high-grade tonic for patriarchs or chiefs in Indian tribes. Now Hong Tao really believes it, at least it proves that eating this kind of thing will not do any harm to the body, not only can enhance male function, but also prolong life and strengthen the body.

There is such a good thing, it is still specially prepared for men, and Hong Tao does not plan to let it slip in front of his eyes. It doesn't matter if you can buy this wild maca yourself, even if you can live here for half a year, the amount you can buy is limited. Rather than delaying his own trip, it is better to leave this job to someone else, and Chavez is the most suitable person.

He knew English, not only could he speak but also write, because he had gone to university in Argentina, but it was difficult to find a job in his hometown, so he worked as a part-time taxi driver and tour guide, and the hotel porter was a distant relative. After Hong Tao had initial contact with him, he felt that he was still a relatively reliable person. He likes money, but he likes it very reasonably, and he is willing to do anything that can make him reasonable and legal money, but he will not deceive customers, at least not in Hong Tao.

Hong Tao gave him a phone call and told him to call it directly, and then a lawyer would come from the United States to help him set up a small company to export Peruvian products to the United States, and wild maca was the main cargo. The lawyer will help him with the specific import and export procedures, and all he needs to do is take the advance payment given to him by the lawyer to go to Peru to buy real wild maca. Hong Tao told him that no matter what the price of his purchase was, he would give him a net profit of $5 for each wild maca, and that the purchase volume in a year would be limited to 500 pieces, and not much. By the way, he can also use this company to export some Peruvian handicrafts and local products to the United States in small quantities, and the right is his own business, and it doesn't matter how big a flood of water he can do.

A year of a few thousand dollars of income, and a company that can do small-scale import and export trade under their own management, although the shares themselves only account for a small head, but they don't have to invest a penny, even the start-up capital Hong Tao has provided, this kind of good thing is not agreed. Chavez also probably knew why Hong Tao wanted to get him this company, this rich young American was not going to bother himself, and planned to use him to buy these maca. As for whether it is cost-effective or not, Chavez feels that he should not think about this question, the question is too profound, and it is possible to figure it out after he also becomes a rich man like Hong Tao.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Hong Tao escorted four women, each carrying what they had bought at the bazaar, and set foot on the Crazy Mouse III. At this time, Chavez realized that Hong Tao was indeed a rich man, and this galleon alone was enough for him to earn money for several lifetimes. However, he also felt very sorry for his new boss, because no matter how he explained, the port management on the dock had to fine Hong Tao for the reason that the Mad Mouse III stopped at the wrong dock, and the fine was quite high, 5,000 pesos for a mouth.

Of course, Hong Tao will not pay so easily, this berth was arranged by them in the first place, which is obviously blackmail. But for this kind of behavior like an open fire, Hong Tao really has no good way. You say you don't give it, people won't let you leave the port, and if you are in a hurry, you can detain your boat, this is all reasonable and legal, you are a foreigner, there is no place to sue, you don't understand the language, how can you sue......?