Chapter 211

Xiao Changfeng and Yang Pan followed closely behind.

Six bodyguards stood by the left and right.

There are a lot of medicinal materials in Fulong Mountain, and as soon as I arrived at the medicine field, I smelled the fragrance of medicinal herbs.

There are many kinds of medicinal herbs all over the mountains, red, yellow, green, flowers, plants, trees and fruits.

Zhang Mao knew that Xiao Changfeng was the chairman of a large company, and he was not bad for money, and when he introduced it, it was called a hard work.

Xiao Changfeng didn't say anything, just nodded his head, he was still quite satisfied with the medicinal materials in Fulong Mountain.

From the Great Xia Divine Doctor, he had learned a lot of things in this regard.

Seeing that the introduction was dry, when he reached the halfway point of the mountain, Zhang Mao rubbed his hands and said to Xiao Changfeng with a smile:

"Chairman Feng, how many medicinal materials do you want to buy this time? If you have decided, if you tell me now, I have exactly a dozen empty trucks in my hand, which can help you deliver them to Tiannan City for free. ”

Xiao Changfeng said: "My business is relatively large, I'm afraid you don't count it alone, I think it's better for you to call all the owners of the fifteen medicinal fields in Fulong Mountain." ”

"Did I say it?"

Zhang Maocai was stunned for a moment, then straightened his chest, and said with a smile: "Chairman Feng, can you not be clear, my old Zhang is not only the head of Fulong Village, but also the general person in charge of the medicinal material cultivation base, and I can call the shots in all business." ”

"Really? Then I want the entire Fulong Mountain Medicinal Material Cultivation Base, and you can also call the shots? ”

Xiao Changfeng looked at him with a smile.

"This? The entire base? Do you mean, to ask for the medicinal herbs of the entire Fulong Mountain? ”

Zhang Maocai has never seen such a proud customer, this business is indeed very big, but for him, it is nothing.

He said with a little excitement: "Chairman Feng, wait a minute, I'll let people count the medicinal materials, don't worry, I can definitely call the shots in this business." ”

"No, you can't be the master."

However, Xiao Changfeng shook his head and said, "I mean, I'm going to buy the entire Fulong Mountain Medicinal Material Base. ”

"What? Are you going to acquire? ”

Hearing Xiao Changfeng's words, Zhang Maocai was agitated and looked at him in disbelief.

"Yes, you can mention the price as you like, I won't bargain."

Xiao Changfeng said.

"This ......"

Zhang Maocai hesitated, if he bought the medicinal material base, he really couldn't be the master, after all, the land here was not his.

"What? Can't sell? ”

Xiao Changfeng saw that he was a little hesitant, and frowned slightly.

"It's not, there are a lot of things to buy medicinal material bases here, but this matter needs to be discussed with the villagers, if someone refuses, then there may be no way."

Zhang Maocai shook his head and said.

"In that case, then the head of the village will call everyone over first, you can discuss it first, and then find a representative, let's sit down and have a good talk."

Yang Pan said on the side.

When Zhang Maocai heard this, he nodded, "Okay, then you two wait here, I'll go to someone to discuss, they are all on this mountain, let's see you in the factory in a while, Mr. Yang, you should know where the factory is." ”

"yes, I know."

Yang Pan nodded.

Seeing this, Zhang Maocai didn't say anything more and left in a hurry.

"Chairman, let's go to the factory and wait first."

Yang Pan said to Xiao Changfeng.

"Hmm."

Xiao Changfeng nodded.

The two of them, escorted by bodyguards, walked towards the factory building at the foot of the mountain.

It is said to be a factory, but it is just a few rows of large color steel rooms, which are used to dry and store medicinal materials.

One of them is used as a rest area for customers.

Soon, Xiao Changfeng and his party arrived at the rest place of the factory, and they could see more than ten cars parked there from a distance, but before they could walk in, Xiao Changfeng saw a thin old man, holding a rag, trembling and selling things in his hand.

There were still a few hideous wounds on his face, chapped lips, and obvious signs of wind and sun on the wrinkles.

He said to a middle-aged man who was sitting on a chair and looked like a wealthy businessman: "Boss, do you want a century-old ginseng here?" ”